Beiming Yexuan glanced at the little white tiger standing beside the bed, raised an incomprehensible smile on his thin lips, and placed the tip of the sword lightly between Feng Yunmo's eyebrows.

Blood slid down the blade of the sword.

A drop of blood blossomed into a five-petaled flower like a red plum between her eyebrows.

At this moment, bursts of red light emitted from between the flowers between his eyebrows. The light was weak, but it washed away his own blood on the sword.

The Heaven-Destroying Sword, which was originally stained with blood, turned back into a silver and crystal-clear sword in an instant.

The flowers between the eyebrows also disappeared.

The little white tiger saw him pointing his sword at Feng Yunmo and shouted "Wangwang" anxiously. He ignored it, and it jumped onto Feng Yunmo's chest and bit the tail of the sword with its teeth.

"What an idiot. I'm going to harm her. The Heaven-Slaying Sword doesn't recognize her as its master, so how can she control it?"

The series of actions he made were all for the Heaven-Slaying Sword to recognize its new owner.

During this process, the original owner must sincerely use his own blood to resolve the contract, and then let Zhutian Sword know the relationship between its new owner and the original owner.

A flower between her brows showed Zhutian Jian that she was the person he wanted to protect in his life.

The Heaven-Destroying Sword swallowed his blood, and he had already accepted Feng Yunmo.

However, even if she accepts it, Feng Yunmo will still need some time for Zhutian Sword to accept her current strength.

Controlling it is not an easy task.

If you are not a strong person, how can you use your skills to the fullest?

When she left that day, she wanted to untie the contract with the Heaven-Slaying Sword, but she was seriously injured and could not withstand the strong pressure of the sword.

Now these two days, her body has recovered well, and he can hand over the sword to her without any scruples.

"Wang, Wang, Wang!" The little white tiger's cry became muffled because it held the sword in its mouth.

Beiming Yexuan stretched out his hand and hit its little head hard several times: "Idiot, the Heaven-Slaying Sword belongs to your master, please let go."

After hearing this, the little white tiger loosened his teeth, slowly turned back, looked up at Beiming Yexuan with his sapphire blue eyes, and barked again: "Wangwang..."

"Come on down. Although you have lost weight, you are still very heavy. Don't crush my little Mo'er." After saying that, he picked up the little white tiger.

The little white tiger widened his eyes in displeasure and stared at Beiming Yexuan fiercely.

Beiming Yexuan patted its butt with his hand, and the two legs behind it shrank up, and its originally round body became more like a ball. It was really funny, which made Beiming Ye

Xuan curled his lips and smiled, no longer willing to 'ravage' it like this. He placed it next to Feng Yunmo, patted its head and asked.

"Did the little one make trouble with you?"

The little white tiger shook his head, and then nodded again.

The little one is fussing every day and is in need of ejaculation every day.

"It's just what you like to be noisy, so you won't be too lonely on the road. Although your mouth is a little twitchy, after all, the strength is still there. If you have time, please advise the little one to stay in the clouds well.

Mo’s side.”

Beiming Yexuan lowered his head, folded the Heaven-Destroying Sword, slowly pulled up the quilt, and placed the sword next to Feng Yunmo.

He has no profound energy and cannot make a contract with the war beast. If the little one continues to be like this, it will only waste its strength.

But the little one only wanted him to be its master.

Very desperate.

The little white tiger nodded and said "Wang".

Beiming Yexuan turned around and said to the little white tiger: "Turn around."

The little white tiger was puzzled. He tilted his head and wagged his tail, refusing to listen to him.

"I asked you to turn around. Why do you need so many explanations? Good boy." He patted its buttocks again, and it shrank its body and moved forward to avoid his hand, but was unwilling to turn around.

Go, fearing that he would pick up the Heaven-Destroying Sword and point it at Feng Yunmo again.
Chapter completed!