Bluestone Villa, Liu Family Courtyard, Liu couple, three children, and a tiger striped cat.

In the spring of March, the red sun rises slowly, and the clouds in the eastern sky are filled with the unique peace of spring. The sunshine is softly applied on everyone's face, with every trace of sweetness and affection, and a new day of life begins again.

Okay, the beginning of beauty, but what about the ending, I can’t tell. It seems that the time each of us really has is only the moment in front of us, and yesterday has passed, time cannot go back, and the past is no longer available, so everything yesterday is only a memory. Then tomorrow

Well, tomorrow can only be regarded as an expectation, who knows the fate of tomorrow! Liu Hedong stared at the east and thought in confusion, the trace of black cloud seemed to become bigger and stronger, and then swallowed the bright red sun.

Liu Qianlang was breathing the fragrance of flowers in the morning and stretching his waist. Suddenly he caught a glimpse of a cold look directed at him. It was a bloodthirsty look. Liu Qianlang couldn't help but shudder. However, this look was

So familiar, where have you seen it? Liu Qianlang looked at the vast Longyun Mountain and searched for memories. Oh, last night, yes, it was last night! Impossible, it was so small, and the tiger was so big,

But why are those cold eyes so similar? Liu Qianlang looked at the tiger-striped cat in Liu Shifeng's arms again, and the tiger-striped cat seemed to see through Liu Qianlang's thoughts, and immediately stopped being cold, and his eyes became blurred. But

Liu Qianlang had a feeling that it was pretending.

As the sun rises, the sky becomes clearer and broader, but Liu Qianlang's thoughts return to yesterday's evening.

Under the setting sun, the little girl happily threw stones into the Crescent Lake, causing the sparkling water to splash. The splashing sound frightened the timid birds. Through the falling water splashes, Liu Qianlang suddenly saw

A face, a tiger's face, with two cold lights shooting out of his eyes, heading towards him! Those two cold lights were so cold, as if two ice swords were piercing his chest! Instinctively, Liu Qianlang

He grabbed the little girl's hand and was about to run away. But he let go because he realized that for a moment Cheng Yuanfang also saw that face. He frowned and immediately returned to normal. Cheng Yuanfang stared at Liu Qianlang.

With trembling hands, he nodded, looked at the little girl and shook his head, signaling Liu Qianlang not to move. He said softly: "Midnight, Crescent Lake!" Then he started playing with the little girl. "Well! As expected of Orion.

Son, I admire you!" Liu Qianlang praised in his heart.

Liu Qianlang had a feeling that those two eyes were extremely cold when they looked at him and Cheng Yuanfang, but they were gentle when they looked at Sister Shi Feng. It seemed to want to come out, but in the end it didn't and quietly disappeared into the forest.

.The moment it left, the little girl shouted to go home and find her mother.

Late at night, on the shore of Crescent Lake, there are two teenagers, one in white and one in black.

"Haha, here you go, I was really worried that you wouldn't dare to come." The young man in black said with a smile, while looking into the distance with his head raised slightly.

"Come! Why don't you come?" The boy in white said with a smile.

"Aren't you afraid of being eaten by it?"

"Afraid!"

"Why are you still here?"

"I came because I was afraid."

"oh!"

"I would be more afraid if I didn't come, but if I come and face it directly, I won't be so afraid!" the boy in white said calmly.

The young man in black nodded slightly and said: "Don't you find it strange? This white tiger finally escaped from the shackles of five big chains. Why did it appear again, and near the Emerald Mausoleum? It is the Tiger King of Beishan!"

"I also find it strange, but what's even more strange is why it didn't attack us at the lake in the evening?" the boy in white added.

"It's very simple, its injuries are too serious and it has no strength!" The boy in black said with certainty. "So I asked you to come out and catch him while he is injured to prevent dad from doing anything again.

It must still be around!"

The two teenagers chatted for a few words on the bank of Crescent Lake. They walked toward the Emerald Tomb in the moonlight and hid behind the tombstone in the southeast. The blue sky, a crescent moon, and countless stars were simple, but beautiful alone.

The peach blossom forest was fragrant. The two took a few breaths and then squatted down, staring closely at the grass on the other side of Crescent Lake through the gap in the forest.

In the quiet night, time was passing by. I don’t know how long it took, but the grass started to move. The boy in black reacted so quickly. He shot the arrow with the bow fully drawn. However, he stayed for a moment and quickly moved away.

The string of arrows was pulled back, and the body was pushed forward involuntarily. He fell down, and the palm of his right hand was full of blood! His head hit the steps of the stone monument heavily, and there was no sound. The boy in white stared at the grass in a daze.

.

A little girl in a skirt emerged from the grass, with a huge white tiger standing behind her. With the appearance of one person and one tiger, a dark wind suddenly rose between the sky and the earth, and the sky suddenly became dark. The crescent moon had long disappeared.

.But the huge white tiger in front of me has silver brilliance flowing all over its body, its eyes are shining coldly, its legs are clawing, and its iron tail is sweeping. It is too tall and too strong. And the little girl is so

It is so weak that it doesn't need to open its big mouth too much to swallow the weak body whole. But at this time, the big mouth has already opened...

The boy in white came back to his senses and opened his mouth to call out Sister Shifeng, Sister Shifeng... But he couldn't make a sound, his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, and he couldn't move no matter how hard he tried. Tears, yes, tears flowed.

Tears are the most incompetent sign, but now the boy in white finds that the only thing he can do is to shed tears, silent tears. The tears flow into his mouth, astringent and sour. The tears flow down the boy in white.

Drops of blood fell on the huge tombstone next to her cheeks. She held a corner of the tombstone tightly with both hands. Due to nervousness, fear, and pain, her hands were worn out by the tombstone. The blood from her fingers covered her palms, and then slowly flowed down the tombstone.

Slowly entering the body of the tombstone. At this time, the boy in white also fainted in confusion. At the moment he fainted, a gentle call came from his mouth: "Poetry... wind... sister..."

···sister."

The night is sometimes the devil, not only swallowing up the light of the day, but also covering up the face of evil. This is what the boy in white realized when he fainted. But he was in too much pain and did not notice what was happening to the tombstone he was still holding.

change.

The green monument in the southeast is blue, the blue of the blue sky. The monument has absorbed the tears of the boy in white, a total of ten thousand tears, not one drop more, not less in one place. It has absorbed the blood of the boy in white, exactly nine
Chapter completed!