A majestic Siberian tiger to the extreme in the flames to show its figure, in the firelight, the tiger's eyes suddenly shot out of the golden light, fast as the wind, behind him, followed by the big weasel, the cloud from the dragon, the wind from the tiger, the tiger's unexpected appearance, the surrounding flames rolled outward, the tiger fell silently, rushed to the ruins, opened his mouth to pick up the flower cloth quilt, and went out.

The tiger is majestic, and the shocking Wang Xiaohu was fierce in an instant, and the voice of the night charm still sounded in his ears: "Dead, dead, you killed your parents, what are you still alive for?" ……”

Wang Xiaohu looked back suddenly, the night was startled, Wang Xiaohu's eyes were red, but there was no fanaticism just now, but calm and terrible, he suddenly had a bad feeling, just about to continue to confuse Wang Xiaohu, but saw him slowly stand up, not shouting, not screaming, calmly waved his fist at him.

The night hurriedly stretched out his arms to block, Wang Xiaohu's strength seemed to have doubled suddenly, and his body staggered backwards, and before he could stand firmly, Wang Xiaohu jumped over, pounced fiercely, and added his fists and feet, so that he had no power to fight back, and Wang Xiaohu's suppressed anger came from his ears: "I deserve to die, but before I die, I will definitely kill you first to avenge my parents, if you don't die, I won't be willing to die." ”

The mighty and domineering aura of the Siberian Tiger affected Wang Xiaohu, as if it aroused the deepest force in his heart, arousing Wang Xiaohu's fierceness, not afraid of death, are you still afraid of life? The night was miscalculated, and he spent three months arranging it, just to hit Wang Xiaohu, make him discouraged, and make him lose his fighting spirit, where did he think that Wang Xiaohu suddenly changed his temperament, not only was he not depressed. On the contrary, it was even more ferocious, and he actually aroused the strength of hatred in Wang Xiaohu's heart.

Hatred is a strange force that has no external form. But no one can deny the existence of this force, how great is the power of hatred? Hatred is the most powerful force in the world, no one can and dare not underestimate, hatred can destroy a person, can destroy a city, can also destroy a world, at this time Wang Xiaohu was filled with hatred. is even more ferocious, and if the confrontation continues, it will be the night that suffers.

Illusion didn't work in Wang Xiaohu's sea of knowledge. Facing a madman full of hatred, the night can only temporarily avoid the edge, taking advantage of Wang Xiaohu's blow, the night blocks it. Fly upside down. Immediately twisted his body in mid-air, turned around and ran on his toes, Wang Xiaohu roared angrily, and chased after him, Wang Xiaohu no longer had any scruples, his once warm home had become a ruin, and he was no longer needed to protect it.

Wang Xiaohu had only one thought in his heart: kill the night! Two shadows scurried through the flames, farther and farther away towards the distant mountains. The mountain fire was fierce, and Wang Xiaohu and the night could feel the scorching temperature of the Dao flame. But it's just a feeling, the flames can't hurt the two, and in the flames all over the mountains, the two rivals of life and death began to compete.

A month later, the mountain fire gradually extinguished, Wang Xiaohu and the night are still chasing back and forth in the mountains, the night is tired and can fall down at any time, but his eyes are getting brighter and brighter, Wang Xiaohu is fierce like a king in the mountains and forests, and he has become the prey, hiding everywhere, testing his endurance and strengthening his nerves.

The night has reason to believe that as long as he is out of the river now, the illusion he has learned will inevitably go to the next level, only the opponent is the best training to make himself strong, for him, this is a fun game, but also a dangerous trial, and fun, and can exercise himself, where to find such a good thing?

So the more he feels tired, the more he feels the line between life and death, the more he feels excited, the more he wants to provoke Wang Xiaohu, now he seems to be at a disadvantage, but the hunt is mutual, the hunter can kill the prey, the prey can also kill the hunter, who dies and who lives, it is still unknown.

But now, the night is an out-and-out prey, since it is the prey, you must have the consciousness of being the prey, he escaped quite thoroughly, and will not easily entangle with Wang Xiaohu, and at the same time is also searching, looking for the child who was taken away by the tiger, and finally he found a clue, leading Wang Xiaohu into a mountain.

The Xing'an Mountains stretch for thousands of miles, many of them are wild places that have not been touched by human footprints, this mountain is, still maintains its original appearance, there is a clear and winding stream in the deep mountains, I don't know where it flows, I don't know where it will flow, there is a flat huge bluestone next to the stream. A beautiful big tiger was lying on a stone lazily basking in the sun, and beside it, there was a child who had just crawled, and was playing with a small tiger.

The tiger squinted his eyes, opened it from time to time, looked at the two small things not far away, occasionally shook the huge tiger head, and then the sun, next to the bluestone was a cave, which was messily paved with hay, and saw the tiger in the night, saw the child, his eyes suddenly lit up, and shouted to Wang Xiaohu, who was chasing three or four hundred meters behind him: "Look, your tiger lady is there!" ”

The two words of the tiger lady came into his ears, Wang Xiaohu couldn't help but pause, and then he saw a scene on the big bluestone, the two little things seemed to be tired of playing, they were arched in the arms of the tiger, rubbing one by one, Wang Xiaohu saw the little self, swallowing the tiger milk, it was not less than the little tiger around him, a pair of small feet were still kicking the little tiger, looking like they were competing for favor, the big tiger looked at the two little things lovingly, and a smile flashed at the corner of his mouth.

On the face of the tiger lady, there was a human expression, Wang Xiaohu was stunned, is this how he grew up?

After a stunned effort, the night disappeared without a trace, Wang Xiaohu looked at his other mother, without the tiger mother, there would be no current him, Wang Xiaohu's heart rose a sense of cordiality and serenity, a little bit filled the whole body and mind.

Wang Xiaohu didn't want to disturb the quiet and peaceful time in front of him, but he couldn't help but take two steps ahead, he wanted to see Hu Niang, to see his other brother, the most important time in his life was sealed in the dust, until now he knew that what his father told him was true.

He really has a tiger lady and a tiger brother, this is his relative...... Maybe it's because of nature, the tiger girl in front of him doesn't feel a little strange, but on the contrary, he feels very familiar in his heart, attachment, like a mark in the depths of his soul, he wants to talk to the tiger girl, tell him that the child it raised has grown up.

But he didn't dare, it was a kind of homesickness but thoughts, so Wang Xiaohu looked at the warm picture in front of him so quietly, but the calm was always very short-lived, the night escaped from Wang Xiaohu's sight, did not run away, but went around in a circle behind Wang Xiaohu, picked up a few stones, quietly climbed on top of a huge poplar tree, and threw it towards the tiger lady.

Syllable! The stone smashed at a distance of about three or four meters from the tiger lady, the tiger lady who was originally squinting, suddenly turned over and got up, the action was so fast, it was staggering, the eyes shot out of the divine light, it seemed to see Wang Xiaohu, suddenly a tiger roar shook the world, Wang Xiaohu's heart trembled, his body seemed to be shaken away, the night on the poplar tree was also uncomfortable, almost fell down, frightened, hugged the poplar tree, and did not dare to move.

Wang Xiaohu looked up and saw the night on the poplar tree, but before he could move, the tiger lady came with the sound of the wind and the tiger, which was terrifying, and in a blink of an eye, she came to him and opened the tiger's mouth to bite him.

Tigers can eat ghosts, Wang Xiaohu is in a state of spirit, if he is bitten, the consequences are unpredictable, at the critical moment Wang Xiaohu shouted: "Tiger Niang, I am Xiaohu!" When the tiger got closer, he felt that Wang Xiaohu had a very familiar smell, which was a kind of familiarity in nature, stabilized his body, landed gently, crooked a huge tiger head, looked at Wang Xiaohu suspiciously, and looked back at the child who was with the little tiger.

"Tiger Lady, I'm Xiaohu, I'm Xiaohu!" Wang Xiaohu didn't feel scared, more excited, stretched out his hand to touch the hair on the tiger girl's body, the big tiger's eyes gradually became confused, but at this time, the night took the opportunity to get off the tree, sneaked to the side of the little tiger and the child, waved his hand at Wang Xiaohu here, and reached out to grab the child's neck.

The little tiger next to the child seemed to be irritated by his actions, woo! A roar, biting towards the night, but the body passed through the body of the night, biting into the air, seeing that the hand of the night was about to touch the child's body, but two evil ghosts suddenly appeared around the child, on the left is a white-looking, big-faced woman with a plate, her face is very white, there is no blood at all, a pair of eyes are blood-red, a big mouth is slightly open, and blood is constantly flowing out.

On the right is a bald man, with a hideous face, very vicious, with mutilated hands and feet, a big hole in his stomach, and his intestines and internal organs hanging to the ground, reaching out and pulling his intestinal organs into his body.

The night was startled by the two evil ghosts that suddenly appeared, stretched out the hand that paused for a moment, and then grabbed it again, the face of the female ghost with a big face changed abruptly, the black hair on the whole head was scattered, the expression was indescribably hideous and terrifying, the eyes bulged out, and the bloody mouth was opened, towards the night! Yes! Yes! …… Screaming repeatedly. The cry was sharp and piercing, a bit of ultrasound, and it went towards the night with a violent aura, and the male ghost pounced on the night even more fiercely.

The night was shocked, there were two ghosts to protect him, it was impossible for him to succeed, and he hurriedly pulled out his legs and ran, at this time the tiger girl still looked at Wang Xiaohu with a confused look, and did not look back, as if she knew that the night could not hurt its child, Wang Xiaohu was dumbfounded, and remembered a ghost recorded in the ghost record.

Wow! It's a kind of ghost, but it's not exactly a ghost. Ordinary people can only become ordinary ghosts after death; Only those who are eaten by tigers can be killed after death. Therefore, in the underworld, it is considered an outlier. (To be continued......)