She took the medicine and was in pain all over her body for a long time; she thought she was going to die.
"Don't think about it." Mo Jinyan pecked Mo Xuanshuang. "Ruoruo's tail hasn't fully grown yet because of that medicine! My foundation isn't as good as Ruoruo's. I might ruin everything if I take a bite."
In martial arts class, the teacher only guides them to cultivate their spiritual energy and nourish their vital energy. After all, they are still cubs. Apart from rushing over and taking a few bites, what else can they be expected to learn?
The martial arts teacher's true form is a Xuanwu (a mythical tortoise) from the demon race. He has a small, dark green snake hanging around his neck. He speaks slowly and falls asleep on a recliner after assigning tasks.
Mo Xuanshuang immediately ran to Ruoruo: "Ruoruo, do you want to go out and play? Teacher sleeps for an hour at a time. Even if the sky falls, he won't wake up during this time. We just need to come back before he wakes up."
Ruoruo glanced at the excited little white tiger and realized why her fourth brother could never be promoted.
The little white tiger always responded better to gentleness than force. Having already figured out the little white tiger's temperament, Ruoruo transformed into a kitten and rubbed against Mo Xuanshuang's head: "But Ruoruo wants to cultivate well and advance to the next level as soon as possible. Can you accompany Ruoruo to cultivate? Ruoruo is afraid that Zi Manqing will bully her here all by herself."
The little white tiger was softened by the kitten's rubbing against him and slapped his paw hard: "What are you afraid of? Fourth Brother will protect you. I'll accompany you in your cultivation. If she dares to come and disturb your cultivation, I'll swat her to death with my tail."
"Fourth Brother is so good! With Fourth Brother around, Ruoruo isn't scared anymore." The little kitten stuck out its tongue and licked the little white tiger. The little white tiger felt like it was walking on cotton, and its steps were a little unsteady.
He never mentioned skipping class to go out and play again. Instead, he kept the little kitten in the middle and practiced cultivation with her.
Little Fatty Mo Jinyan shook his head, holding the jade slip in his mouth. This silly tiger couldn't escape Ruoruo's claws.
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