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Entering the Outer Gate Chapter 12 This spirit beast ate up all the space in his spirit field

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    Jiang Tang touched his belly.

    I want to eat white flour buns.

    I want to go to space to harvest farming.

    Want to practice.

    Forget it, let's go and have a look.

    After some hesitation, Jiang Tang put on homemade clogs and followed with disheveled hair.

    On the way, through casual conversations, Jiang Tang knew that this female disciple was the child of the previous two generations of handyman disciples married in the Xianmen. She grew up in the sect, and her name was Yan Weiwei.

    A few days ago, Yan Weiwei met a wounded spirit beast when she was playing in the back mountain. She wanted to treat it but couldn't afford to hire a doctor from the sect. I heard from some fellow seniors that Jiang Tang knew some medical skills and often used his own  The elixirs he practiced were used to treat those handyman disciples who were sick.

    So with the mentality of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, I came to look for Jiang Tang.

    Then as soon as he came, he saw a picture of a beautiful man coming out of the bath.

    Having said that, Yan Weiwei glanced sideways at Jiang Tang.

    ?He was handsome, he was thin but not thin, and he could be regarded as a good-looking young man.

    "Junior Brother Jiang, it's right in front." Yan Weiwei pointed to the bamboo forest ahead.

    Jiang Tang walked over to take a look, and saw a snow-white spirit beast lying in a bamboo leaf, whistling weakly.

    It is only the size of a palm, with a pair of bone wings, and its eyes are as big as a clear spring, and a pair of black eyes are full of pain.

    No matter how you look at this little thing, it looks like the young snow dragon described in the ancient books.

    Jiang Tang raised his eyebrows, walked over and squatted down.

    When the little thing saw a stranger approaching, he immediately arched his back, and the hairs all over his body stood up.  It stared at Jiang Tang with bared teeth, and its black pupils turned faintly golden.

    "Don't be afraid." Jiang Tang sacrificed a stalk of spirit grass, handed it over and said gently, "I'll eat it for you, it's not poisonous."

    The little thing was stunned for a moment, and the pair of black pupils returned to their original colors, and suddenly opened round.

    It's a bit like a cat concentrating on it, so cute.

    Jiang Tang wanted to pet this little thing's fluffy head.

    The little thing sniffed the spirit grass, and immediately threw himself into Jiang Tang's palm, and gnawed it hungrily.

    Jiang Tang noticed that there was a wound on its hind leg, which had begun to fester, so he offered another elixir that could heal the wound.

    The little thing sniffed, and his eyes closed immediately.

    "Gee¡ª¡ª"

    It pushed away the elixir and turned its head away.

    "Don't be picky about food, it will heal your wounds." Jiang Tang turned the little thing's head over.

    Seeing that it didn't resist, he patted its head again, "If you eat it obediently, I'll eat it with you." He has plenty of spiritual herbs, and there is a lot of space.

    The little thing opened his eyes brightly, grabbed the elixir, frowned, and finished it in two or three bites.

    "Junior Brother Jiang, you are really amazing. I persuaded it for a long time a few days ago and it refused to eat." Yan Weiwei's eyes were full of surprise and admiration.

    Jiang Tang, who had already recognized the Xuelong chick according to the ancient books and illustrations, rubbed his nose and smiled mischievously.

    Do you want to tell the little senior sister that Xue Long was born picky eaters?

    Jiang Tang grabbed a handful of spirit grass from the Qiankun pouch and fed it to the little thing. Seeing that its wound was showing signs of healing, he stood up and bowed to Yan Weiwei, preparing to leave.

    Seeing that Jiang Tang was about to leave, the little thing that was licking his fur hurriedly chirped, spread his bone wings and flew to Jiang Tang's shoulders.

    Jiang Tang stretched out his hand, took the little thing by the back of its neck, and brought it in front of him.

    The little thing's eyes are round and round, and it looks so harmless to humans and animals.

    No, the old man's boyish heart.

    Jiang Tang forcefully coughed calmly: "Go to the little senior sister."

    He put the little thing on the ground and turned away.

    The little thing chirped and flew to Jiang Tang's shoulder again.

    Jiang Tang: "" What is it?

    "Junior Brother Jiang, it seems to like your appearance very much. If you don't like it, then make a contract with it." Yan Weiwei chuckled.

    Jiang Tang pondered for a while.

    Xuelong belongs to the descendants of the ancient dragon clan. After the purebred Xuelong grows up, it will be a proper cute pet King Kong, and its combat effectiveness will explode.

    Isn't that, providing food, clothing and housing, and raising a bodyguard?

    "Little thing, are you willing to make a contract with me?" Jiang Tang moved his mind and looked down at the little thing he was carrying.

    The little thing nodded meekly, broke free, and grabbed Jiang Tang's arm.

    "Senior Sister, I haven't signed a contract." Jiang Tang remembered something, and smiled awkwardly.

    "If you cut your finger, just drop a drop of blood." Yan Weiwei covered her lips.

      Jiang Tang nodded, and made a contract with the little thing.

    A golden formation suddenly appeared at Jiang Tang's feet.

    The phantom of the little thing appeared on the formation, and then melted into Jiang Tang's body along with the formation.

    "Look at this, it doesn't look like an equal contract." Yan Weiwei was taken aback.

    "Daddy, this is a soul contract." A soft voice suddenly sounded in Jiang Tang's mind.

    Before Jiang Tang came back to his senses, the voice said again, "Daddy smells so good."

    As soon as he lowered his head, he saw that the little thing was pulling his sleeve robe, and his tail was wagging very happily.

    "So, this is a soul contract?" Jiang Tang tried to ask the little thing with his heart, and when he saw it nodded, he immediately understood.

    "Little sister, I still have something to do, so I will go first." Jiang Tang bowed and left.

    Yan Weiwei looked at the little thing lying obediently on Jiang Tang's shoulder with a glance of envy.

    "Daddy, I'm so hungry." On the way back, the little thing lay on Jiang Tang's head and pulled his hair.

    "Come down, I'm not your father." Jiang Tang's eyes twitched.

    "But Daddy's breath smells good, as good as mother's." The little thing spoke softly, with a somewhat aggrieved look.

    "Okay, you won, call whatever you want."

    "Daddy is so kind!"

    Jiang Tang lifted the little thing from his head and asked, "Do you have a name?"

    "Since I was born, my mother was taken away by a group of bad guys. In order to protect me, my mother deliberately asked me to hatch later." The little thing shook his head.

    As soon as it was born, it was targeted by the group of bad guys who took away its mother.  Because of fleeing, he fell into the mountains here.

    "I'll give you a name, let's call it Er Yao. Yao means light, Er Yao will be like me in the future, and you can't be a bad person." Jiang Tang touched the little thing's head.

    Er Yao nodded, wondering what the preceding two meant.

    Of course Jiang Tang would not tell this little baby, and the second is the pronoun of a certain senior pig.

    Back in the courtyard, Jiang Tang ate two white flour buns. Seeing Er Yao staring at him eagerly, he felt a little sorry, so he simply took it into the Lingtian space.

    "Er Yao, I'm going to take Brother Niu to plow the land. You can eat this piece of spiritual plants." Jiang Tang pointed to his first mu of land and said boldly.

    "Daddy, can I really eat it?" Er Yao swallowed when he smelled the strong fragrance of spirit grass.

    "Eat whatever you want, and you will be full." Jiang Tang waved his hand and began to harvest the second acre of farmland.

    Hey, how much appetite can a small thing have.

    After half an hour, Jiang Tang, who had harvested an acre of land, looked back and wiped his face.

    Um?  Something is wrong?

    Jiang Tang was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head abruptly, and was immediately dumbfounded.

    The spiritual field behind this is already empty and only the spiritual field is left.

    This is really empty, the roots of the spirit grass are gone.

    In the middle of the Lingtian, lay a little snow-white beast. The little beast was stroking its round belly, squinting comfortably, and belching constantly.
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