My name is Bai Xiaoxiao, and I am a little tiger in Qingtou Mountain.

I don't know where I was born or where my parents were.

The first person I saw when I opened my eyes was Sister White Fox, at that time, she was the big demon of Qingtou Mountain.

She took me in, took her last name, and named me Bai Xiaoxiao.

The life is pale, and the fate is dashing.

In the name of sorrow, in order to overcome the recklessness.

Our Qingtou Mountain, perennial green trees are thick, and wild flowers are fragrant.

Although it is the junction between the Netherworld and the human world, there is no chaotic fusion of human and demonic qi, on the contrary, the aura of heaven and earth comes out from here, and the sun and moon shine from here.

Sister White Fox once said that this is a treasure given to us by God, and we should cherish it.

There are hundreds of big demons bred on Qingtou Mountain, and there are countless small demons.

But all the demon clans are harmonious and friendly, love each other, even if there are occasional contradictions, they will not make a big fuss, and if they are lively and fighting, everyone is still good brothers and sisters.

I grew up here, and I love it, like every grandparents, aunts, uncles, sisters, and younger siblings who live here.

Although I have never met my parents, although I have always longed for them, this kind of life is a gift from God.

I thought I would live here carefree for the rest of my life, but reality shattered my illusions.

Halfway through the dream, the dream came to an end.

On that day, corpses were everywhere and blood stained the barren mountains.

Those high up immortals, using their demon-slaying techniques, brutally murdered my family.

In front of me are the corpses of all my family, and under my feet are their blood-stained loess!

I want to stop those people and tell them that you're wrong...... You are wrong!

Although we are demons, we are bloody! We have true feelings! We are not for the heinous demons!

Although we are demons, we have our bottom line and our beliefs! We don't hurt people easily!

I know we're involved.

In recent years, the Demon God Seal has weakened, and the seal of the Netherworld has also weakened.

Some capable ancient demons and demons took the opportunity to escape and once again bring disaster to the world!

The Great Wilderness Mountain, not far from Qingtou Mountain, is the base camp of the ancient great demons and demons, and the evil black and purple demon qi hovers over the top of the Great Wilderness Mountain.

Those immortals were originally heading for the Great Barren Mountain.

But the ancient demons are the ancient demons after all, even though the tens of thousands of years of seals have greatly weakened their strength, their strength is still difficult to shake, not to mention, there are still so many big demons gathered!

The result is obvious, many people from the Xianmen Immortal Family have suffered setbacks here, and even more Xianmen have suffered heavy losses, and they always have to find some place to vent, so Qingtou Mountain, which is closest to the Great Wilderness Mountain, my beloved home, was suffered.

That piece of blood is engraved in the memory.

My family, they are struggling in blood, they call me - run!

At that time, I couldn't transform into shape, and from the outside, I was just an ordinary little tiger cub.

Sister White Fox worked hard all her life to cultivate and sent me out of this purgatory, I have been floating in the world for a long time, for some reason, I can't transform for thousands of years, but I actually inexplicably transformed.

There was a vacancy in my memory.

I woke up in a daze and found myself back in Qingtou Mountain.

I don't know why.

Sister Caidie once said that there are thoughts at night and dreams by day.

Maybe I thought about Qingtou Mountain in my heart, swam back in my dream, and returned here.

At this moment, the sunset is shining, and the geese are passing through the barrenness.

The loess is still stained with residual bloodstains, and there is a familiar breath, but there is no familiar figure.

Sister White Fox told me that no matter if you are a demon or a demon, you can't hold grudges.

Hate can make a person lose themselves.

So I don't hate.

However, not hating does not mean that you can forget the blood hatred, and not hating does not mean that all sins can be written off!

Compared to those big demons and demons who are chaotic, I hate those sanctimonious immortals even more!

They indiscriminately and mercilessly destroyed everything I loved!

With such a deep hatred, how dare you forget each other!