A series of snapping sounds rang out as Xu Qiaoqiao used all her strength, and her root also twisted continuously.

Xu Qiaoqiao had no idea that the tiger had already discovered the existence of this grass. All she knew was that the tiger had appeared out of nowhere, then attacked her and even bit her.

Awoo!

Go away, go away.

Xu Qiaoqiao didn't find any attack methods in the inherited memories of this herb, which made things even more difficult. She could only use the primitive method.

fight.

Thinking about her small frame, Xu Qiaoqiao suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness.

No way, this is nothing! Yesterday's lightning didn't even kill me. This stinking tiger won't get away with it!

Xu Qiaoqiao suddenly felt a surge of power within her, which made her twist even more vigorously.

"roar?"

Sensing the herb's resistance, the tiger stopped and released Xu Qiaoqiao. Xu Qiaoqiao instinctively tried to back away, but she forgot that her roots couldn't move, so her root system was essentially lying there in an absolutely overwhelming position.

Xu Qiaoqiao: ...

When the tiger came, it was still afternoon. I don't know what season it is now, or whether the seasons in the cultivation world are accurate.

It was already approaching evening, a cool breeze was blowing, and the moon was beginning to peek out in the distance.

As Xu Qiaoqiao pressed down horizontally, the root base bent into a perfect 90-degree angle.

The tiger approached with a puzzled look, its paws touching Xu Qiaoqiao's root area, mainly her face. To be honest, when it bit her just now, it didn't feel any difference at all.

Could it be that I made a mistake?

No way! The clan elders never said that this kind of spiritual herb would grow a human face.

The tiger looked somewhat agitated. He lowered his head again, scrutinizing the face intently, determined to discern something different.

The slapping had exhausted 80% of Xu Qiaoqiao's strength, and all she wanted to do now was rest.

Now that the tiger's face was so close to hers, Xu Qiaoqiao had no energy to care about it, but this did give her a chance to observe it.

The tiger had a round head, a wide muzzle, and several stiff white whiskers on either side of its mouth. Its eyes were also large, though not as big as an owl's, but still quite large, and they were a beautiful amber color, which was even rarer. In Xu Qiaoqiao's memory, tigers' eyes were either yellow or brown; amber was a rare sight.

It looks pretty good.

Xu Qiaoqiao thought to herself, especially those eyes, which shone with a wild charm, making them even more captivating.

Unfortunately, he had created a deep grudge against himself.

Once I can cultivate into human form and gain great strength, I will kill this tiger!

Wait a minute—oh dear!

After the tiger couldn't see anything special in its eyes, it stuck out its tongue and licked Xu Qiaoqiao's face from head to toe. Its whiskers occasionally brushed against the leaves next to her, and the barbs on its tongue tickled her.

I didn't know you had this trick up your sleeve?

I was careless.

After the tiger finished licking, it didn't find anything wrong, but it seemed to be unwilling to believe it, so it rubbed it a few times with its paw, raised its paw, and looked at itself again. Everything was the same.

It seems I was overthinking things.

Then they straightened the plant. Anything can happen in the cultivation world. It's normal for rare spiritual herbs like this to have their own temperament.

Therefore, the tiger paid no attention to Xu Qiaoqiao's strange behavior just now.

Xu Qiaoqiao felt that her face was covered in the other person's saliva and breath.

I really want to take a shower.