Quack!

Gua!!

Inside Narcissus House.

Groups of frogs dressed in uniforms jumped up and down to serve the food.

On the round table.

Zhang Heng was drinking tea leisurely, and beside him, there was a pillow under the little tiger's butt, making it sit slightly higher than the table.

Then.

The wolf will devour it, the tiger will swallow it.

This caused Yuan Mo Ancestor, who transformed into a butler with grace and meticulous movements, to smile bitterly: "My little ancestor, please eat slowly, and no one will compete with you."

"Eat slowly."

Seeing that the little tiger ignored the advice of Yuan Mo Ancestor.

Zhang Heng had to take action himself and tugged the little tiger's ears.

"Don't make trouble, it's really delicious." The little tiger said with a mouth full of oil: "Let me eat more, I have lost weight recently."

Thin?

Are the clothes slimmer?

Zhang Heng shook his head slightly.

Talk about it.

After awakening his bloodline, the little tiger's appetite began to increase dramatically.

Fortunately, the Hushan Temple family has a great cause, otherwise it would be what Patriarch Bodhi said: "Wherever you come from, just go."

"Although the white tiger is not a glutton, it is still a member of the mythical beasts. It has its own way of efficiently converting food into energy. This utilization rate is indeed beyond the reach of humans."

Zhang Heng watched the little tiger feasting happily.

certainly.

Divine beasts have the goodness of the mythical beasts, and humans have the advantages of humans.

To be fair.

The effect of swallowing the elixir is better than that of food, but it tastes worse.

For example, little tigers don't like to take pills.

Taking that stuff is like taking medicine, twisting your butt and hiding behind.

perhaps.

Children don’t like to take medicine, even though they are said to be little tigers.

Think of this.

Zhang Heng couldn't help but stroke the little tiger's fur.

In fact, the little tiger is not bad either.

He doesn't have a bad temper and is very well-behaved.

My only two hobbies.

One is for playing and the other is for eating.

The only troublesome thing is that the little guy doesn't have enough fun.

If Zhang Heng plays with it, it will jump around all day long and be as tired as a dead dog at night, unable to wake up even if it barks.

So does eating.

I didn't feel full in my stomach, and those who didn't know thought I was being abused by him.

Think of this.

Zhang Heng took another look at Yuan Mo Ancestor, who had become a puppet and acted like a butler, responsible for serving the little tiger.

What a magical power.

When the ancestor of Yuan Mo was alive, he basically touched the threshold of immortality.

Now he has become a demonic spirit.

Although his strength has declined, he still has the strength of an ordinary Earth Immortal.

Moreover, the ghost thing is born attached to the tiger cub.

The little tiger's strength is still low, and he has not even reached the level of a true immortal. If he improves further in the future, and his magical power feeds him back, the Yuan Demon Ancestor will become stronger.

When will it become a fairy?

Then Zhang Heng took action to kill some immortal-level old monsters who had done many evil things, and let it control them to form the Beidou Zhoutian Formation.

At that time, the immortal-level white tiger beast will be accompanied by 365 immortal-level ghost guards.

hiss.

Invincible in the heavenly realm, Luo Tian lowered his eyebrows when he saw me.

I am the Hengmiao Peak of Maoshan Mountain, the first general under the Immortal Master, the White Tiger Great Spirit Officer

It's quite interesting when I think about it.

"The little mountain god is so beautiful. His fur is so white. It would be great if I could touch him."

"Stop dreaming, you are just a little frog. Instead of thinking about this, it is easier to think about swan meat."

"That's right, but the little mountain god is so good at eating. He eats meat like drinking soup. He takes one sip and eats a plate of elbows. None of the hungry ghosts who came last time had such a big appetite."

At the corner of the wall.

By the stairs.

A group of little frogs were hiding behind the bunker, poking their heads and watching the little tigers wolfing down the food.

"The little mountain god is good-looking, but he's a little too small. He's still a child who hasn't grown up, right?"

A red frog was slightly puzzled: "How can such a small mountain god control such a large territory as Hushan Domain and millions of demons?"

Hear this.

Zhang Heng looked over.

Smiling slightly, he raised his hand and scattered a handful of golden melon seeds.

"It's gold!"

The golden melon seeds fell to the ground, jumping happily, emitting a crisp sound and dazzling flashes.

"It's gold!"

The little frogs swarmed up, you pushed me, I kicked you, arguing: "Don't grab it, this is a reward from the temple blessing master."

"Ouch"

One is bad.

The red frog was kicked out of the group of fighting frogs.

It rolled around awkwardly and didn't stop until it hit a corner.

About to get angry.

When you catch your eye, you can see a golden melon seed at your feet.

Stepping forward and holding the golden melon seeds in his arms, the red frog quickly looked to both sides.

Seeing that no other little frog noticed him, he quickly put the golden melon seeds into his arms and thought happily: "I know, Master Zhu Zhu is really too generous."

"Don't be lazy!"

Don't wait until the red frog thinks again.

Hearing the commotion above, Mr. Crab, who had just come back from the kitchen to urge the dishes to be served, came on the stage waving two pairs of crab claws: "Hurry up and serve the dishes. In a moment, Master Hushan God is not happy with the food, and I will kill you all." Fry it up and give it to the Mountain God."

Guaguagua

The frogs were all scared out of their wits.

Jumping, jumping, holding the golden melon seeds they picked up, they went to work in one fell swoop.

"Temple Blessings"

A bunch of nuisances were blasted away.

Mr. Krabs came forward with a flattering look on his face: "Why don't you eat some? Is it not to your liking?"

Zhang Heng shook his head slightly.

A table full of big fish and meat is just right for the little tiger, but it is too boring for him.
To be continued...