Not long after, he caught up with the little girl. The other party, whether he was knocked out or scared, carried a tiger demon on his shoulder and flew around in the forest.

The white wolf fell in front of the tiger demon, with a cold expression, "Put down my food."

The tiger demon stopped, but there was no fear. He looked at the white wolf and laughed: "Isn't this the white wolf? I haven't seen him for a hundred years and finally came out of seclusion?"

"Stop talking nonsense, let her go, get out!" Bai Lang said proudly.

The tiger demon's laughter was even more exaggerated. He put down the little girl and showed off his magic weapon, with a cruel look: "You have been in seclusion for a hundred years. Today I want to see how diligent your cultivation has improved!"

After saying that, the tiger demon bullied himself and entered.

"Kill you enough!" Bai Lang sneered and used his body skills to meet him.

After a moment, the tiger demon fell to the ground, the white wolf stood tall, snorting disdainfully, arrogantly lingering in the sky.

When the little girl woke up, she had already returned to the bonfire. She rubbed her sore eyes. She looked around and saw the white wolf sitting aside. She couldn't help but open her innocent eyes widened and asked curiously: "Where is that big cat?"

"What big cat, that's a tiger! Do you know if you were almost eaten?!" Bai Lang roared with fur. He thought that his generation of monsters had always been invincible, but since he met this little girl, he would be furious in minutes.

"Wow! Tiger!" The little girl jumped up and looked around excitedly, her face full of brilliance, "I haven't seen a tiger before!"

White Wolf: "..."

He turned his head and decided not to be upset.

The little girl suddenly exclaimed, and her eyes showed concern. She saw a wound on the white wolf's arm, which was still bleeding. The little girl returned to the small bamboo basket, bent over and searched for it for a while, and finally found a dark and ugly little dagger, then lowered her head and silently cut off a piece of her clothes.

"Master Bailang, you are injured." The little girl came to Bailang, brushed his sleeves without saying anything, and bandaged his wounds quickly with her hands and feet, her face full of seriousness and solemnity.

White Wolf: "..."

Joke! Lord Bailang is a great monster of his generation. What is this little bit of skin injury? I have been hit with my intestines and never frowned!

Although he thought so in his heart, Bai Lang did not move, nor did he snort coldly with his signature, and silently waited for the other party to wrap her wounds, and then he actually... blushed a little?

"It's all done!" the little girl shouted happily at Bailang, very satisfied with her masterpiece. Even if Bailang sat on the ground, she was only as tall as the other person's shoulders.

The white wolf looked at the bandaged wound and felt that his head was covered with black thread. It turned out that the little girl actually tied a bow for him, which was still very big.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and Bailang tried a lot to convince himself that he did not tore the cloth strip. Then he went straight to the ground and started to thrust the corpse. He felt that he could no longer communicate with the little girl, go to bed early and be quiet, otherwise he would have to be furious by the other party, "Sleep!"

But he couldn't find any reason to get angry with the little girl.

The little girl looked puzzled and asked naively: "But didn't you say that Lord Bailang is very noble and won't sleep in the same place with me?"

The white wolf's forehead bulged with blue veins, so it was because it was because it was because you were taken away again? "Shut up! Sleep!"

"Oh..." the little girl responded in a low voice, turned around and put the radish and herbs that had fallen on the ground into the bamboo basket, and then she fell asleep against the bamboo basket.

Soon, the little girl fell asleep with her thin body curled up and her breathing was stable. She had been traveling for a day today and was so tired.

After a while, the white wolf sat up and came to the girl. He had just gone out to find food, but he came back halfway. He didn't even take a sip of water after he was in seclusion. He was really hungry now.

He carefully stretched out his hand, approached quietly, and smeared a radish in the bamboo basket. He frowned and looked at it for a few times, stuffed it into his mouth with great perseverance, and spit it on the ground without chewing it for a few seconds, "Bao, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah,

There was nothing wrong with the left and right. Although the white wolf didn't have to sleep, he still fell asleep.

The next morning, although he closed his eyes, he felt the light, and then he felt someone whispering on his head. Of course, he knew that it was a little girl and was too lazy to pay attention to it.

Then...he regretted it.

When he had to wake up, he found that his head was wrapped like a rice dumpling. That was fine, but he still wrapped it with a pink cloth strip, which made him instantly furious: "What did you do to Lord Bailang, a little mortal?!"

"Hehe!" The little girl smiled silly twice, raised her little face, which was completely laughing, and said to Bailang: "Last night, the big cat beat a big bag on your head. I saw that although the big bag disappeared in the morning, there was still blood flowing out. So I applied some herbs to you and bandaged it, otherwise you would have tetanus!"

The white wolf is hopeless.

He turned around, decided to ignore it, covered his face and started walking, "Hurry up and go to the beach as soon as possible, and eat early to get you done!"

......

On the steep mountain road, the little girl bent over, so tired that she was out of breath. Her head was almost on the road, and she said pitifully: "Mr. Bailang, I can't walk anymore."

The white wolf walked in front silently: "What's the matter?"

I have already taken the little girl to fly over today, and I will have to rest for at least half a day. If I force myself to fly, the little girl will have to vomit.

The little girl raised her head, her big eyes full of anticipation: "Can you carry me?"

"This is absolutely impossible! How could I, a great man from the generation of monsters, and a strong man in the real fairyland, bear a small mortal?!" Bai Lang refused firmly.

An hour later, the little girl lay behind the white wolf.

Bai Lang was taciturn and always silent, so most of the time the little girl was talking. She now thought and asked curiously: "Master Bai Lang, how do you eat me then?"

White Wolf: "..."

In order to get to the beach as soon as possible, he had lost so much moral integrity along the way. If he didn't carry the other person on his back, God knew when he would arrive. After all, the other person was just a child... He carried her on his back and just wanted to go to Donghai to eat her early to get her breakfast.

Well, that's it.

Seeing that Bailang didn't answer, the little girl gave a serious and responsible suggestion: "Is it steaming or barbecue? If it's barbecue, I can tell you, don't add chili peppers. I'm allergic to chili peppers, which will taste bad... Actually, I think it's best to steam it so that I don't need to be roasted red and keep it in a complete shape, otherwise it will be too ugly! And it should taste more delicious, maybe it's original..."

The white wolf, with a red cloth strip wrapped around his forehead, was buzzing all over his head. He felt that if he didn't speak anymore, the little girl could talk to herself all day long.

In fact, he knew very well that steaming would be steamed red, but he didn't say that.
Chapter completed!