Inside a newly excavated cave, I saw two stuffed tiger cubs who had not yet fully opened their eyes, sleeping soundly, unaffected by the loud noise outside.

What surprised Zhou Chun was that this tiger cub turned out to have a winged tiger on one end and a golden sword tiger on the other, which happened to correspond to the bloodline of its parents.

"This is better. I take away a tiger cub and leave a tiger cub behind, so that I can leave you with a thought!"

He nodded lightly and immediately stepped forward and grabbed the two cubs by the scruff of their necks and lifted them up.

Meow! Meow!

The two tiger cubs who were awakened from their deep sleep screamed immediately in Zhou Chun's hands.

With their fate being strangled by the scruff of the neck, they didn't dare to make any more struggles.

Zhou Chun quickly carried the two tiger cubs out of the tiger's den.

Woo——

Outside the tiger's den, after seeing Zhou Chun carrying his child out, the Golden Sword Tiger in a pool of blood suddenly shed tears and howled, looking at him with eyes full of pleading, as if begging him not to hurt the two tiger cubs.

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"Don't worry, I won't hurt them!"

Zhou Chundan said indifferently, regardless of whether Golden Sword Tiger understood it or not, he immediately carried two tiger cubs and flew towards the winged tiger.

At this time, the winged tiger also fought in vain with the thunder dragon and came to the vicinity of the tiger's den.

When he saw Zhou Chun coming out with two tiger cubs, the winged tiger roared at him with great anger.

But at this time, Zhou Chun, Ling Lei Jiao Baibai, stopped temporarily, and then threw the Golden Sword Tiger cub in his right hand hard.

Meow, meow!

The tiger cub flying weightlessly in mid-air screamed in panic, but was quickly caught by the winged tiger mother who flew towards it quickly.

At this time, Zhou Chun said in a deep voice to the winged tiger: "I will spare your lives, and I will take one of your children away."

After saying that, he held the winged tiger cub in his arms and turned around to leave.

At the same time, the thunder dragon was surrounded by lightning spheres and flew behind Zhou Chun.

Seeing this scene, the winged tiger immediately wanted to pursue him.

But as soon as it made a move, a bolt of silver lightning fell in front of it.

Thunder Dragon Baibai's cold eyes looked closely at it and the tiger cub in its mouth.

This is a warning!

The Winged Tiger quickly understood what his opponent meant.

If it continued to pursue, it was afraid that not only would it not be able to save the tiger cub that was taken away by Zhou Chun, but the tiger cub in its mouth would also die.

So even though it was unwilling to do anything, it could only fall to the ground, put down the tiger cub in its mouth, and roared in the direction of Zhou Chun's departure, full of grief and indignation.

Meow, meow!

The little tiger cub in Zhou Chun's arms seemed to feel something. It stretched out its claws and clawed at his arms and began to scream.

But as Zhou Chun gradually flew away, and as the roar of the winged tiger gradually dissipated, it gradually stopped struggling, as if it had accepted its fate.

After flying for dozens of miles like this, Zhou Chun put the silver lightning python, which had fallen into a weak state, into the spirit beast bag for nothing, and then held the tiger cub in his arms to find a quiet place to stop.

Now the tiger cub has not fully opened its eyes and has not formed any independent consciousness at all. It is the best time to make a contract.

Zhou Chun stayed in a mountain forest for two days. During this period, he fed the tiger cub with honey collected in the mountains mixed with other animal milk. The tiger cub soon got used to his scent and no longer resisted him.

Then he set up a "soul-controlling blood array" and successfully established a contractual relationship with the little tiger cub.

After having a spiritual connection, the little tiger cub became even more dependent on Zhou Chun.

As if taking care of a child, Zhou Chun made a swaddling bag for it with animal skins, and would either hold it or carry it on its back, never leaving its body for a moment.

Two days later, Zhou Chuncai returned to the Golden Dragon branch alone.

At this time, five or six days had passed since he and Qian Wenlong went out to perform the mission, which was more than double the two or three days estimated in advance.

On the side of the sub-altar, the Great Protector Guan Cheng was already waiting very anxiously. He specifically ordered the monks guarding the mountain gate to ask the two of them to come see him as soon as they saw their return.

After Zhou Chun returned to the branch and learned about this, he also hurriedly went to Guan Cheng's cave to pay his respects.

"Why are you the only one coming back? Where is Qian Wenlong? What is that you are carrying on your back?"

When Zhou Chun saw him in Guancheng Cave, he was asked three times before he even had time to salute.

Seeing this, Zhou Chun hurriedly bowed and saluted and replied: "Master Protector, it is clear to you that there was a major deviation in the information on this mission. As a result, not only did we fail to complete the mission, but Qian Qian also lost his life because he underestimated the enemy and rushed forward.

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"Qian Wenlong is dead?"

Guan's face, which was already gloomy, became even uglier after hearing the news.

Jinlongtang was already short of manpower, and Qian Wenlong was also a relatively capable evangelist. His death now is undoubtedly a big loss for the branch.

This is not the key. The key is that Qian Wenlong died, but Zhou Chun, who was suspected of being an undercover agent, came back alive.

Such a situation had to make Guan Cheng have some associations.

His eyes suddenly turned cold, and he looked at Zhou Chun coldly and said, "Tell me, what exactly have you experienced, and how did Qian Wenlong die?"

Zhou Chun naturally felt the coldness in his eyes, but fortunately, there was no need to hide much about the situation this time.

Therefore, he quickly recounted this experience and his speculation on the whereabouts of the Blood Spirit Grass.

It’s just that the secret technique of "Ancestral Resurrection" was described by him as a "beast blood rage technique" that would greatly consume the life and vitality of spiritual pets. The secret technique of controlling beasts, letting go of the two tiger monsters was changed to forcibly seizing the tiger cubs and running away.

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This "Beast Blood Violence Technique" is also a widely circulated secret technique of controlling beasts. It can also stimulate the life potential of spiritual pets and burst out with more powerful strength. It will also make the spiritual pets very weak afterwards.

Frequent use of this secret technique will not only greatly reduce the lifespan of the spiritual pet, but also completely lose the possibility of evolving into a higher level monster.

On the other hand, the secret technique of "Ancestral Resurrection" is much more sophisticated. Apart from the unavoidable sequelae, the impact on the longevity of spiritual pets is very small and can be ignored.

After talking about the experience of this mission, Zhou Chun raised his hand and patted the storage bag on his waist and took out the collected Qian Wenlong relics.

"Master Protector, please look at this, this is the relic of the Qian Envoy found by my subordinates!"

The golden battle ax with tooth marks, as well as the torn and chewed pieces of flesh and bones, these are the last few things Qian Wenlong left in the world.

Guan Cheng looked at these things, then looked at the winged tiger cub sleeping soundly on Zhou Chun's back, and was silent for a while.

Having a preconceived impression, he didn't completely believe Zhou Chun's statement.

But he also knew that it was impossible for him to tell the truth from Zhou Chun's words.

And if we send people to the scene to investigate, they probably won't be able to find anything.

What a good idea!

Guan Cheng looked at Zhou Chun with a deep look and said in a low tone: "So in this mission, Qian Jiaoshi died and the Blood Spirit Grass was not brought back. The only harvest was the winged tiger cub, which became your contract.

Spirit pet, how do you think this matter should be settled?"

When Zhou Chun heard what he said, he immediately knelt down on one knee and apologized: "This subordinate is not doing his job well, please punish me, Lord Protector!"

"Since it was an error in information that led to the death of Master Qian, I cannot blame you for this."

"But even if you don't complete the mission and get the Blood Spirit Grass, you should bring this winged tiger cub back as a substitute and offer it to this protector. Not only will that not be a fault, it will actually be a meritorious service!"

"But now you privately contracted this winged tiger cub, which is tantamount to embezzling the public property of the church. How should this crime be dealt with according to the canon rules?"

When Guan Cheng said this, his tone already had a hint of murderous intent.

Zhou Chun's heart sank when he heard what he said, and he could only answer bravely: "Reporting to the protector, according to the canon rules, if a disciple is found to be corrupting the public property of the Mohist sect, he shall be fined double and given a poisonous whip."

One hundred, ten years of hard labor!”

"The blood spirit grass is less than a thousand years old. This protector considers it as five thousand spirit coins. The double penalty is ten thousand spirit coins!"

"Although we are currently short of people, with your Zhou Envoy's skills, ten years of hard work is undoubtedly overqualified. How about I convert it into a hundred poisonous whips for you?"

After Guan Cheng finished speaking, he looked at Zhou Chun with a half-smile.
Chapter completed!