The night is getting darker, and there is a small dot moving in the mountains, and if you look closely, you will find that this little white dot is the little girl who was lost during the day.

Perhaps tired of crying, the little girl did not make any crying sounds, and was surprisingly quiet.

The little girl's figure seemed to merge with the moonlit forest, and all that remained of the forest was the chirping of cicadas and the cooing of owls.

Step by step, the little girl walked deeper into the forest, a four- or five-year-old child who knew what fear was, but then she had to face fear that ordinary people would not dare to face.

As the little girl walked slowly, a hair-raising coercion swept through every inch of the forest, and even the chirping and cooing of the cicadas stopped abruptly, and also swept over the little girl's body.

This coercion was so suffocating that the little girl was stunned and stood in place.

At this moment, a white phantom swayed in the forest in front of the little girl, the frequency was extremely fast, the figure was getting bigger and bigger, and a big tiger head appeared in front of the little girl in a few breaths, and a tiger roar resounded in the sky, startling the birds within a radius of hundreds of miles.

The little girl didn't run or cry, but stood motionless and stunned, without blinking her eyes.

Her eyes were confused as she looked at the huge white tiger head in front of her. The tiger leapt from the woods to the clearing not far in front of her.

Obviously, this is a huge white and blue tiger, with a white head and a cyan body, and there are white patterns, and the body is as large as the volume of two cows combined, this is the jade-faced green tiger of the white tiger.

The white tiger sighed, raised human questions, and then muttered to himself: "Her breath is so familiar. Yu Ba scratched his head with his furry paws, a movement that resembled that of a human.

The white tiger continued to sniff for a while, his eyes locked on the little girl and muttered, "Is this an orphan in the dust?" How so? Didn't the Dusty Clan be wiped out thousands of years ago? ”

Then he sniffed the little girl with his own nose, and seemed unsure, wanting to sniff closer. Just as it leaned over its head, the little girl and it were at the same level.

The little girl stretched out her immature little hand, curiously stretched out to the ears of the white tiger, the little girl grabbed its big ears, sure enough, the birth calf is not afraid of tigers, and it is a giant tiger.

The white tiger reflexively roared, and then the sound wave shook the tree, this powerful roar impact, the little girl flew out at once, and crashed into a big tree behind the little girl, "bang" After a loud noise, the little girl fainted to the ground.

The white tiger scratched his head and touched his ears with his paws, if it weren't for the coercion emanating from it, this appearance would be extremely cute, but the words that came out were extremely angry: "You are mortals, bold, you dare to touch the ears of Uncle Ben." "The appearance of looking at the world with this cute tiger head is very funny.

The white tiger raised its proud little chin and looked at the little girl not far away, as if showing off its abilities, but the next picture it saw surprised it, "Huh? Another question.

The little girl in the distance was unscathed, although she was knocked out by the sudden sound wave rush. In the past, those who broke into the Holy Land would be shattered by its coercive sound, their limbs detached, and their bodies were almost shattered by this sound. And the little man in front of him just fainted, but he was unharmed.

The white tiger gently flicked the person on the ground with his pair of furry paws, and muttered in a low voice: "I wasn't sure who this breath was just now, but it was really an orphan in the dust!" Fall into the dust, don't ask about the red dust, if you enter the red dust, the world is turbulent. ”

With a touch of ruthlessness creeping into his heart, floating in his eyes, he thought that it was a jade-faced green tiger with a vein of a white tiger, but he wanted to kill a child to prevent the appearance of a vein of dust.

The strength is concentrated on the tip of the claw, and this claw will definitely smash the little person in front of him.

It raised its claws aloft and was about to drop one of them, when there was a sound of breaking through the air, and a wave of air passed through the white tiger's claws, pushing its entire body back a few points.

A cold and majestic voice sounded: "Do you still want to make mistakes?" ”

Qingyin welcomes the dawn of the moon, and sorrowful thoughts stand in the cold.

In the early morning, the fog is shrouded. A young man dressed in white stood on the shore of the cold pool, a group of cranes flew around the mountains, and beside the young man, a white-headed and blue-bodied tiger with the same height as him also stood quietly.

The white tiger looked sideways at the young man: "Why do you want to keep her, do you know that she is a descendant of the dust, the lord just couldn't bear it back then, leaving a vein of the dust and sealing her spirit bones, but... Alas......" the white tiger sighed.

Thinking of what happened last night, if it weren't for the young man in white arriving in time, the white tiger would definitely go down with one claw, why is there so much sorrow now.

The young man was graceful, standing with his hands in his hands, and when he heard the words of the white tiger's temperament, he put down the hand behind his back and turned to look at the white tiger gracefully.

Slowly opened his mouth and then the white tiger couldn't bear to continue to speak: "But at that time, the awakening of the power of the falling dust made the world turbulent, and the heroes of the world rose up to punish him. Simply save it, erase the aura, and throw it into the mortal world, hoping that the dust can be ordinary forever but can spend a safe life. ”

The white tiger stood up, shook the mist on his body, and remembered some painful memories: "But..."

Before the white tiger could speak, he was interrupted by the young man in white raising his hand, and then said: "The lord made such a choice back then, how can I live up to the lord's will now, when the lord sacrificed his life to protect the dust line, he will not want to see us kill her, so you don't want to fight her in the future, and I will make up for the mistakes we made." ”

The tiger opened his mouth, but finally chose to remain silent. It knew that the path chosen by the young man in white was the same as the path chosen by the lord, and it could not stop it.

Outside the cold pool, not far from where the boy stood, there was a row of bamboo forests, and there were several small cabins at the end of the bamboo forest. The boy had long since left, but the cries of children could be heard in the wooden house.

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl gently patted the little girl's back and coaxed softly: "Ayin don't cry, Ayin is good." ”

Another girl walked in with a washbasin, this girl's face was exactly the same as the girl in the house, she joked: "Our little Ayin has woken up, entered this holy mountain, and will be a little spirit master in the future, don't cry your nose." ”

The holy mountain is not a mountain, but the cultivation realm, the territory divided by the first immortal, and the collective name of all the mountains in his cultivation territory is called the holy mountain by the younger cultivators.

The holy mountain, as the name suggests, is a mountain of pilgrimage, a mountain that cultivators yearn for.

The girl holding the little girl's back giggled: "Second sister is really good at talking nonsense, how can a spirit master be so good, let alone a child of this size." ”

The little girl laughed as they laughed as they spoke.

One of these two girls is called Yao'er and the other is called Ling'er.

Yao'er gently combed the little girl's hair, and asked softly, "Ayinke still remembers what her father's name is, and where is her home?" ”。

The little girl at the desk shook her head, nodded again, shook her head again, her little head was blank now, she only knew that she was awake, this