Chapter 845: Poor white tiger

The white tiger saw the curtain cloud purple getting closer and closer, and he moved more and more backwards.
"No action, otherwise...!"
In the hands of the curtain cloud purple, there is a whimsical fire, an evil smile, and an inexhaustible threat in the tone.
White tiger...
"Grandma, you don't know if I am now Warcraft? The most fearful thing is that Tianjing is a fire." Baihu said in his heart, and he saw the net fire on that day, he was crying.
The night charm saw this smile, how long did it not see Xiao Zier naughty? After disappearing from the cloud wing?
Shangguan Yunyi just silently looked at the back of the curtain cloud purple, I really hope that she will be so happy forever, just the evil atmosphere...
"Oh! It hurts... hurts... oh!"
The curtain cloud purple with the white tiger's beard, the mouth immediately smashed, and then squatted, the white tiger's mouth closed, hurting his tears.
"This beard is quite long."
The curtain cloud looked at the beard that was taller than himself. It was white, like an ivory, but it was soft.
"Little Bodhi! The rest, I will give it to you, let him threaten to intimidate you."
The curtain cloud purple throws away the beard, walks to the side of Shangguan Yunyi, and holds him in one hand.
Shangguan Qingqing looked at the side and hurt, and the white tiger looked so pitiful.
"Ah...! It hurts!"
The white tiger yelled again, and the little Bodhi was completely brute force, and he was hurt.
The unicorn just glanced at the white tiger, as if to say. "What do you mean? With your cultivation, I am afraid that this pain? It is the face of the beast."
Unicorn's eyes, how could not see the white tiger, he will be hurt, and that was all because of Magic King has hit his head, and now by eight beard, can not hurt thing?
"Ha ha ha! Still early!"
Little Bodhi dropped his beard and smiled slyly. This is simply a little devil.
The white tiger is so wrong, he won’t take a look at this little devil? Is it necessary to be retaliated like this?
Ms. Yun said: People who dare to move me, even if they are just intimidating, they have to come back.
"Don't... don't pull it out, it hurts!"
The fur on both sides of the white tiger's eyeballs was all wet by the tears, but he was so big that he had no feeling of purple.
"Don't pull out! Who makes you marry your little master? Grandpa wants to unplug your beard."
Little Bodhi licked his hand and continued to pull.
Until the little Bodhi pulled out the hair on one side and wanted to go to the other side, the white tiger suddenly became the size of a small milk dog.
Because he really can't stand it, his body is huge, his beard is big, his body is small, his beard is small, so it should alleviate a little pain!
However, when the white tiger became small, Xiao Bodhi and Mu Yun Zi were all in the same place.
This is the white tiger...?
This tearful, pitiful, tearful white tiger?
Mu Yunyun saw that the white tiger had a sense of guilt in such an instant, and felt that what she had just done was too much.
"Master! Please! Don't pull my beard again, it hurts!"
The white tiger naturally called the curtain cloud purple as the master, and his pride was also instantly disintegrated. He only hoped that the curtain cloud purple would not abuse him.
He would rather die, not be pulled out of the beard, he is a tiger, the tiger has no beard, is he still a tiger?
The white tiger's small voice, soft, very poor, especially the tearful eyes.
"Cough! Cough! Cough!"
The curtain cloud purple clear and clear, said a little poorly: "Okay! Ok! No, it is, you go to my space first."