Looking down, Haotian looked at the little white tiger at his feet, and there was a gentle smile in his eyes.

Perhaps, only in the face of this god of killing that has frightened countless people, can he smile so wholeheartedly!!

In a smile, Haotian leaned over and reached out and rubbed the little head of the white tiger.

Being rubbed by him, the white tiger immediately lay down quietly, grinning and laughing, as if he was very happy.

At the same time, many tourists and Buddhists around finally recovered from the extreme shock, and the eyes that looked at Haotian and the White Tiger were full of all kinds of complex emotions, and they all subconsciously withdrew from the distance.

Disturbed by their actions, the white tiger's eyes immediately revealed murderous intent again, and his small claws poked out, as if he didn't mind causing another large-scale bloody case.

It's just that it didn't move, because Haotian didn't give the order.

At this moment, Haotian didn't know what he was thinking, his broad and gentle right hand landed on the head of the white tiger, rubbing it gently, but his eyes were looking at the direction of the Potala Palace's sea of fire.

With his touch, the white tiger gradually quieted down, his mood became much more stable, and he also turned his head innocently and looked in the direction of Haotian.

"Xiaobai, do you believe in reincarnation?"

Looking at the sea of fire, Haotian suddenly whispered.

The white tiger was touched by him, it was very comfortable, after hearing this, he turned his head again, and looked at Haotian with a little confused and helpless, as if he was saying......

Boss, what are you kidding? You've reincarnated yourself for endless years, and you're asking me this question instead?

"Is life a never-ending reincarnation, or is it just similar?"

Ignoring the white tiger's eyes, Haotian muttered to himself.

The white tiger glanced at him faintly, the confusion and helplessness in his eyes were even thicker, but there was a little more emotion than before, and the meaning was more obvious, as if he was saying......

How can I understand this kind of profound question, a little brain axe like me who has only lived for tens of thousands of years and has not yet grown up? Only an immortal guy like you, boss, has time to think about this!!

"If it's just reincarnation and it's not similar, then why is this life ...... Will there be a reappearance of the old people?"

Haotian still looked at the sea of fire, his eyes were gloomy, and his face sighed, but in his deep pupils, there was a touch of indescribable vicissitudes of time, and his voice was as smooth as ever.

The white tiger scratched his head, as if he didn't understand.

"If it's just similar, and it's not reincarnated, then why is this life ...... Will there be a reappearance of the old people?"

Haotian's voice, like the white clothes on his body that was shattered by the claw of the golden retriever, became a little dim.

The white tiger scratched his head again, his big watery eyes bulged far away, full of confusion and incomprehension, and that meant as if he would say it again...... Boss, how do your two sentences sound exactly the same?

In the confusion, it even wanted to jump up and raise its paws to touch Haotian's forehead to see if this guy had a fever?

How do you talk nonsense!!

Haotian stood up suddenly, still looking at the sea of fire, and said lightly.

"I don't know how many old people I can meet in this life!"

The white tiger lowered his head, rolled his eyes at an angle that Haotian couldn't see, and his mouth chirped twice, and he didn't know what he was secretly thinking in his heart.

Then, it raised its head again and looked at the sea of fire with curiosity, as if it wanted to know what kind of person would make it, the dignified Heavenly Emperor Boss, so sentimental.

As its eyes looked, the sea of fire moved, and a woman with a clear body and a sense of peace and suppleness all over her body, like a leaf swimming in the breeze, stepped out of the sea of fire and gently landed outside the only remaining gate of the Potala Palace.

Well?

The white tiger rubbed his eyes, and there was bloodlust in his eyes.

Because of the suppleness of the woman, it is extremely familiar, and it is the breath of Buddhism.

There was a low uproar in the crowd again, and then countless eyes, together with the white tiger, fell on the woman.

The woman is Lin Ruoxue.

At this moment, she is holding a jade bottle in her arms, and there is a faint light in the jade bottle, which is extremely strange to isolate the surrounding fire, which is very magical.

"Damn, wood, did you forget your aunt?"

"Your sister, put such a big fire to make a fuss?"

"Hey, damn it, you can make wood, where did you get a small brain axe, it's fluffy, and it looks delicious!!"

The white tiger was shocked when he heard this, and said in his heart What kind of monster is this, he actually wants to eat himself as soon as he meets, and immediately bared his teeth and grinned, his eyes showed a fierce light, and he was about to pounce out.

"It's called Xiaobai. ”

Haotian spoke softly.

"Hey, this name is so ......", Lin Ruoxue covered her mouth and smiled, then suddenly backhanded, dragged out a person from behind, and said with a smile, "That's right, little black!"

Xiao Heizi is a little monk, the monk who took Lin Ruoxue and Haotian up the mountain.

All the monks in the Potala Palace died, only this little monk was protected by Lin Ruoxue, like a small flower left behind after the forest fire, hiding behind Lin Ruoxue and sobbing timidly.

Suddenly, as if he had discovered something, the little monk mustered up the courage to stand up from behind Lin Ruoxue, staring at Haotian and the white tiger with tearful eyes.

Then, the cowardly eyes disappeared, and a killing intent of gnashing his teeth suddenly bloomed in the eyes of the little monk.

That killing intent, although strong, was also very immature, and at this moment, it seemed that he had bravely broken away from the shackles of the young body of the little monk and was about to fall on Haotian.

Haotian was slightly startled.

Naturally, it was not this killing intent, but that under this immature killing intent, he inadvertently remembered a former teenager.

At that time, there was no China, only the Warring States ...... Seven Warring States!

The young man is a native of Chu State, he is in Qin State, and he has the heart to start a career, but he has never been able to reuse it.

On that day, King Qin Zhaoxiang led ten thousand armies to sacrifice to the sky, and on the way back, he met a man in white who stepped on the snow and climbed the mountain, and was shocked by his temperament, and was regarded as an immortal, kneeling and begging for his reward to rule the world.

The man in white is Haotian!

Seeing that King Qin Zhaoxiang was sincere, on a whim, he raised his hand and pointed at the young man, leaving a word: "This son can rule the world!"

Soon, the Han and Wei coalition forces held Cuihan to block Qin's eastward advance, and King Qin Zhaoxiang ordered the young man to be the main general and sent troops to attack Han and Wei.

In that battle, rivers of blood flowed.

In that battle, the young man exterminated 240,000 Han Wei.

That battle made the name of the teenager passed down through the ages.

Teenager, his name is white, and his name is ...... Killing God!!

Historically, people only knew that Bai Qi was a god of killing.

But......

But no one knows that his rise is only because of Haotian's words.

(PS: Hey, hey, I'm asking for tickets again!)