Zhang Ruochen smiled bitterly and said to himself: "If the relationship is really so close and so equal, why can you only read my thoughts, but not your thoughts?"

"Because your cultivation is not as high as mine, and your mental power is not as high as mine. If one day in the future, you surpass me, you can naturally turn all this around." said Baihu, the Burial Golden White Tiger.

There is no way to refute it.

Zhang Ruochen no longer thought about these messy things and asked, "You said, half of the injuries on my body were for you to cure me. So, what about the other half?"

"The other half, of course, is yourself. Your self-healing ability is very powerful. I suspect that tearing you into pieces will make your body reunited. However, the time will be very long." said Baihu Burying Jin.

Zhang Ruochen stopped asking more and began to think about how to empty himself and not think about anything.

Being read by a tiger all the time is no different from taking off all the clothes and running naked on the street.

"If you feel that reading your memory will make you feel resistant and uncomfortable. Then from now on, I will not read it anymore."

After saying this, before Zhang Ruochen replied with the word "good", Burying Jin Baihu said again: "But, I read your ideas and completely want to know you more. Only in this way can we get along better in the future."

"Let's go, first meet the God of Fulu."

As he said this, Zhang Ruochen was thinking about how to turn away the identity of "guidator".

This white tiger with gold-burning looks easy to get along with, helps him heal and is his mount, and is completely a silly white sweet. However, Zhang Ruochen has too many secrets and does not want to be known to outsiders, so he must not bring it with him.

The best thing is to let the blood drain the extreme burial gold energy in his body and completely cut off the contact with the burial gold white tiger.

...

The White Tiger Burial took Zhang Ruochen to a sea area in the Divine Realm World.

Yan Wushen stood above a green dragon's head and had already waited on the sea. When he saw Zhang Ruochen coming, a look of surprise appeared on his face, and then he smiled knowingly.

The white tiger buried in the golden gold fell to the sea, and stepped on the water with all its feet, as if walking on the flat ground.

Zhang Ruochen carefully looked at the swastika blue dragon under Yan Wushen, and a sudden look appeared on his face. Finally, he understood where the ten dragon souls in his body came from.

So he bowed his hand and said, "Thank you, senior."

"I see that you have integrated the Qi Dao Burial Gold Aura, and it is very likely that the tiger will help you. In fact, with your physique and perseverance, you may not be able to overcome that disaster." The Swastika Qinglong said.

"Crazy."

In the sky, clouds and mist rolled.

Layers of white clouds were pressing against the sea, condensing into a majestic and majestic face. The momentum emitted made the two great saints Zhang Ruochen and Yan Wushen feel their bodies sinking, and they can't help but want to kneel down and worship.

However, they were all extraordinary people, holding on to their bodies and not kneeling down.

"Greetings to the Lord of God." Yan Wushen bowed first.

Zhang Ruochen clasped his fists and said, "Greetings to the Lord of God."

The aura of the God of Fulu made a deafening voice: "Very good, both of you are very good, and are qualified to represent the world of hell and become the guides of the two prehistoric gods in the ancient divine nest of the gods."

Zhang Ruochen immediately spoke and said, "Divine Lord, can you not be a guide?"

Yan Wushen was surprised and looked over with his face.

He knew that Zhang Ruochen was very arrogant, but you didn't even look down on the identity of "the leader of the prehistoric gods", and you didn't take the prehistoric gods seriously, right?

Do you know that many gods want to become the guides of the White Tiger Burial, but they have no chance.

Before the God of Welfare asked, the White Tiger buried in the Golden White Tiger said first: "The God of Welfare, I have a secret matter that I need to report to you, and it is related to this monk on my back."

Hearing this, Zhang Ruochen's face froze.

No, this white tiger is too unprincipled, it just doesn’t want to be your guide. As for you, are you turning your back now?

Zhang Ruochen only knew that the White Tiger of Burial of Gold could read his ideas, and whether he could read his memories was still unknown.

If you can read the memory, the trouble will be very great and will cause many people to suffer.

Most of them can read memories. After all, its mental power is much stronger than Zhang Ruochen. When Zhang Ruochen was sleeping, his thinking and defense were extremely low. I am afraid that he had done anything to him!

What a beast.

I thought you were a silly Bai Tian, ​​but I didn’t expect you to be a scheming bitch.
Chapter completed!