The night was still quiet, and all was quiet again.

Zhao Yinglong watched the two black shadows disappear into the distance, and quickly ran to his sister's side, Cui Ping didn't notice him, and still looked at the place where the two black shadows disappeared in a daze.

The feeling of snuggling in the arms of the beautiful man is still clear, but now in his mind, it seems that her body still retains the body temperature of this beautiful man, she sweetly recalls the scene that happened just now, and her thoughts can't be dispersed for a long time.

Although he didn't know what the name of this beautiful man was, where he came from, or where he was going, he deeply engraved the words "Roaring Heavenly Dog" in his heart.

I prayed silently in my heart, hoping to meet him one day.

Zhao Yinglong looked at his sister who was in a daze, ran to her side and pushed her, Cui Ping was suddenly startled, and only then did she wake up from her memories.

Looking at her frightened brother, Cui Ping laughed, tears of excitement flowed down her face.

Zhao Yinglong felt inexplicable, how could my sister laugh? Could it be that my sister was scared crazy?

Either scared crazy or scared stupid.

He had never seen his sister laugh so strangely.

Cui Ping stretched out her hand and pulled Zhao Yinglong to her, admired it carefully, and found that her brother was not injured, so she was relieved.

After the danger just now, the sister and brother no longer dared to stay in this barren mountain and wilderness, the two of them were anxious like lost dogs, panicked like fish that had slipped through the net, and continued to stride forward, in order to save their lives, they forgot about hunger and cold.

Along the way, the breeze blew the wild flowers and grasses, making all kinds of sounds, they listened to their ears, looked around in panic, and you didn't find anything abnormal, the sky gradually brightened, the east rose like a white cloud, and the little light before dawn was scattered on the sky, just like the rising meaning of hope in the hearts of the sisters and brothers.

Seeing this light, their timid hearts slowly regained their calm, because with the light they were no longer afraid.

Zhao Yinglong followed his sister closely, he was tired and hungry after walking all night, he couldn't walk anymore, looking at his sister's fast pace, he endured the pain in his heart and continued to insist on walking.

Cui Ping looked back at Xiao Yinglong, who was pale and dazed, stopped moving forward, stretched out her white and tender Qianqian jade hand and stroked Xiao Yunlong's face twice, and said softly: "Ying Long can't walk, come and sister, let's continue to hurry with you."

Zhao Yinglong nodded and shook his head, endured fatigue and said: "Sister, I'm not tired", he is not tired, he has walked all night and his two legs have not listened to him, looking at his sister who has taken such a big risk for himself, he can't bear to drag his sister anymore, at the moment of his own life and death, it is his sister who is willing to exchange his life for his life, and his young heart has been greatly shocked,

Cui Ping looked at Zhao Yinglong's tired expression, didn't say anything, leaned over and picked up her young brother, and continued to stride forward.

Xiao Yinglong lay on his sister's back, feeling that this was a strong backbone, they clearly heard the rapid wheezing sound of his sister's every step he took, and every time he heard a rapid panting, his small heart was a pain.

Lying on his sister's back, he fell asleep unconsciously, and when he woke up, he was lying on the shrine of a ruined temple, and his sister was waiting quietly for him with a kettle in her hand.

Seeing that he woke up, my sister said softly, "Did Ying Long wake up?" Come and drink some water and quench your thirst."

Zhao Yinglong opened his eyes in a daze, but the kettle in his sister's hand gulped down, feeling that the water was still so fragrant and sweet.

Cui Ping took out a piece of dry food from the bag and put it in his hand.

Zhao Yinglong took the dry food and devoured it, and ate a piece of dry food in a short time.

Zhao Yinglong forgot his sister's tired eyes, he knew that his sister had never rested, he said distressedly: "Sister, you can rest for a while, don't be too tired, okay."

Listening to Xiao Yinglong's warm words, Cui Ping showed a happy smile on her face: "Our little Yinglong is sensible, I know that I feel sorry for my sister", after speaking, he gently pinched Xiao Yunlong's face with his hand.

Cui Ping looked at the recovered little Yinglong and said, "Good boy, you can rest in this broken temple for a while, my sister will go out and find you a few apples, and when we come back, we will have a full stomach, and we will rest for a while before leaving."

Zhao Yunlong has apples to eat tomorrow, nodded and said happily: "Sister, I'm waiting for you, can you come back early?" I'll worry about you".

Cui Pingping heard Ying Long's concern, and her heart was full of excitement, I should take care of such a sensible child, care about him, and not let him be wronged in the slightest.

Cui Ping hummed and strode out of the temple gate.

It turned out that this temple was the white tiger temple where Xue Rengui strayed into the enemy's trap, Xue Dingshan saved his father for thousands of miles, and saw a white tiger suddenly pounce on Xue Rengui, and Xue Dingshan shot the white tiger with arrows and killed his father.

In the dilapidated temple, there is no statue of Xue Rengui for a long time, and there is no trace of the white tiger, the blue bricks and green tiles are scattered all over the place, and the spiders on the roof of the main hall have thick webs, occasionally crawling out quietly and quietly looking at Zhao Yinglong lying on the shrine, looking at this uninvited guest in panic.

After hundreds of years of wind and rain changes, the White Tiger Temple, which was originally full of incense, is now a door, the shop is quiet without any sound, and the wind chimes around the temple outside the store are blown by the golden wind, and occasionally make a long and far-reaching sound of jingling crisp.

Zhao Yinglong got up and walked out of the broken temple, looking back at the three big characters of the White Tiger Temple could be faintly seen on the door of the temple that had been sealed for many years, and he secretly thought in his heart: "It turns out that this broken temple is the White Lake Temple."

He stood at the door and looked at the sun hanging high in the sky in the distance, such as white clouds floating leisurely in the sky, and hare crossing back and forth in the woods in the distance.

Zhao Yinglong took a quick step and ran down the woods, he firmly believed that his sister was in the woods.

When I walked up, I saw that it was not an apple grove but a poplar grove.

The stout poplar tree shows the emerald green leaves, the thick branches of the bowl, the dense leaves block the sunlight, next to a poplar tree at a moment, the blue sky of Zhou Dazhou, the sunlight shines secretly from the gap between the two trees, and the moss in the woods on the road emits a little white light.

Zhao Yinglong walked into the woods, sister, sister shouted, but no matter how he shouted, it means that you don't have your sister's voice, he continued to walk forward, thinking to himself, maybe my sister and I are too far away, he didn't hear it, I shouted my sister after walking for a while, he will definitely hear it.

Zhao Yinglong walked forward for a while, basically walked to the middle of the woods, he began to call his sister tentatively, but his sister still had no sound, with his shouting, a large group of blue-gray, unknown names of birds flew out of the woods, these birds stood on the branches, quietly watching Zhao Yinglong in the woods, Zhao Yinglong let go of his voice and shouted, still no sister's voice appeared, he was ready to turn around and walk towards the exit of the woods.

As soon as he turned around, the two men stood behind him .......