Zhao Yinglong sat on the grass in the wilderness, quietly waiting for his sister to arrive in the dark night, looking up at the stars jumping on the canopy, like different faces, smiling, sad, sympathetic, encouraging, ridicule, contempt, these twinkling stars, just want to look at him closely with different expressions, only the land under him, the flowers and trees on the land, are still setting off him.

It was dark in the distance, no one could be seen at all, his sister was gone, it had been half an hour, he was very anxious, not for himself but for his sister, little Zhao Yinglong didn't want to lose his only relative, and of course he didn't want his sister to be in any danger?

He slowly stood up, took two steps forward, still no trace of his sister, and returned to his place, sitting on the grass, dazed and at a loss.

At this moment, a rustling sound floated from a distance, and the subtle sound slowly became clear with the flow of time, and the rustling sound became louder and louder.

Zhao Yinglong jumped up happily and thought that her sister was back, this could be her sister's footsteps, she looked up in surprise and looked in the direction where her sister left, it was still dark as far as her eyes could see, and there was no shadow of her sister at all.

The rustling sound became louder and louder, like the sound of the autumn wind blowing up the leaves, and it seemed like the sound of a wild horse galloping on the vast grassland, which seemed very eerie and terrible in this dark night.

He looked back: "Mom, a big white-haired tiger swooped towards him quickly, and its galloping speed was like a bird flying in the sky, less than five feet away from him in the blink of an eye."

When Zhao Yinglong saw the tiger, he raised his legs in fright and ran away quickly, and the tiger followed closely behind him.

Cui Ping carried the kettle and walked from afar, watching her younger brother Zhao Yinglong running desperately, and a white-haired tiger behind her was chasing wildly.

Cui Ping didn't have time to think about it, she immediately leaned over and picked up a branch on the ground, and rushed to her younger brother, who had to save her brother from the tiger's mouth no matter what.

Cui Ping shouted as she ran: "Ying Long runs this way, runs this way."

Zhao Yinglong heard his sister's cry in a panic, as if he saw a bright light of hope, and suddenly his whole body had strength, and he ran towards his sister vigorously.

Seeing that he was about to meet his sister, the tiger chased after him, and he continued to run desperately.

At the moment when the siblings met, Cui Ping pushed her brother away with one hand, picked up a branch with the other, and smashed it at the head of the rushing tiger.

Zhao Yinglong hid behind his sister and quietly watched the tiger.

Hearing a click, the branch in Cui Ping's hand was broken in half, she felt a powerful impact along the branch, her hands suddenly lost consciousness, and the remaining half of the branch came out of her hand, flew out a foot away and smashed heavily on the ground, Cui Ping's body was like a broken kite path to throw more than a foot away, and fell into the grass.

After the tiger was hit by a branch on his forehead, he roared, stood up and attacked faster and faster, and rushed towards Zhao Yinglong beside him, Zhao Yunlong didn't have time to dodge, and was about to die in the tiger's mouth.

Cui Ping endured the pain, reached out and touched a stone, she insisted on getting up little by little, saw that the tiger had caught her brother, endured the severe pain, and used all her strength to smash the stone at the tiger.

The white-haired tiger didn't have time to dodge, the stone hit his right eye, and instantly blood gushed out, and the injured white-haired tiger roared angrily, jumped in mid-air, and rushed straight to Cuiping even more frantically.

Cui Ping no longer had the strength to resist, lying quietly in the grass, closing her eyes and waiting for death to come, her only wish was that her brother could escape.

In the blink of an eye, the tiger had pounced on Cuiping's side, opened its big mouth, showed its sharp teeth, and bit Cuiping's neck.

At this moment, a beam of colorful glow fell everywhere, and a figure fell, and with a wave of his sword, the white-haired tiger lay on the ground and did not move.

I only heard a strong voice say: "Don't be afraid, girl, the tiger has been subdued by me."

Cui Ping couldn't believe her ears, is there anyone in this barren mountain range?

Could it be that I have reached the underworld, is this the sound of black and white impermanence?

He opened his eyes slightly, and saw that a, a handsome and beautiful man with three eyes stood in front of him and looked at himself, it was estimated that the voice was made by him, and behind the beautiful man stood a short man, with curly hair, short stature, and extremely ugly appearance.

Cui Ping struggled to get up, and just fell to the ground again, the beautiful man bent down to help Cui Ping who fell to the ground.

Cui Ping was touched by a strange man for the first time since she was born, and her fair face showed a slight flush, and the shyness of a young girl was unreservedly displayed on his face. Fortunately, it was the beautiful man at night and the short man next to her who didn't see the change in her face.

The beautiful man held the injured Cui Ping with one hand, took out a delicate red bottle from his arms with the other, used his teeth to open the cap, and gently put the bottle to Cui Ping's lips.

A drop of red liquid, flowing out of the bottle, slowly dripped into Cui Ping's mouth, Cui Ping felt very comfortable, suddenly there was a wave of heat all over the body, and then the whole body itched violently, slowly began to tremble, the shaking long hair brushed around on the beautiful man's face, the long hair exuded a trace of fragrance, through the nose to the beautiful man's heart, the beautiful man suddenly felt the fragrance, as if intoxicated.

A spring heart in the arms of the beautiful man that Cui Ping relied on was beating violently, beating faster and faster, faster and faster, as if it was about to jump out halfway, the white face gradually sent out a circle of redness, the face was a little hot, slowly getting hotter and hotter, just like the warm current of the body circling back and forth.

Itchy and unbearable, she let out a screaming sound from time to time, and couldn't help but scratch her whole body with her hands.

The beautiful man put down the small red bottle and grabbed his hands tightly to prevent them from moving.

I don't know if it's the sweat of the beautiful man or my own sweat, the palms of my hands are moist and oozing sweat beads, accumulating more and more, dripping on the ground.

When the short man saw this scene, he turned around and walked away, standing not far away and pretending to enjoy the night, sometimes turning around secretly and sneaking a glance at the pair of golden boys and girls in the night.

The itching became more and more intense, and Cui Ping felt as if her whole body was being bitten by thousands of insects and ants, and the itching in her heart made him go crazy.

Involuntarily, the two hands began to break free violently, and the two hands of the beautiful man who grabbed her did not relax at all, and he looked back at the beautiful man's eyes helplessly.

The beautiful man's eyes were as pure as the moon in autumn, and the irresistible tenderness that exuded was slowly transmitted to his heart through his eyes, and the cold heart was like the sun shining on the snow, slowly beginning to melt.

Cui Ping stared at this beautiful man, and the itching all over her body slowly disappeared, and she lowered her head shyly.

His hands broke free from the beautiful man's palms, and he stood up straight, without a trace of pain in his body, and in a while, the injuries all over his body were healed.

You can only see that Cui Pingshan recovered, got up and stood up, and said to Cui Ping: "Girl, the tiger has been controlled by me, you are safe, be careful in the future, don't go out and walk in the middle of the night."

Before Cui Ping could speak, the beautiful man said to the short man beside him: "It's important to take this tiger with the Roaring Sky Dog and hurry up to find the Purple Cloud Fairy."

The short man replied "yes" and the two disappeared into the night, disappearing in an instant.