exile? She emptied the emperor's private treasury and escaped from famine

Seeing Uncle Cheng's defeat, everyone was so happy. Nan Zhihe shook his head in confusion, and Wei Chuyu also covered her mouth and laughed. It seems that aunt and uncle are little enemies. They will be happy in the future. …

Of course, it can also be seen here that the Cheng family is quite open-minded.

However, Wei Chuyu still asked Hutou to go out on night patrol and asked them not to leave the hospital easily at night. After all, they were not that familiar with Hutou. The Cheng family all nodded.

It was getting late. Uncle Cheng took the family to wash up and rest. He was familiar with this place. Wei Chuyu and Nan Zhihe went back to their rooms first.

Just as he stepped through the door, Wei Chuyu suddenly felt dizzy, and his body was still no match for the alcohol.

Fortunately, Nan Zhihe's long arms hugged her in time.

He lowered his eyes and asked anxiously: "Chu Yu, how are you?"

"I, I might be a little drunk."

Wei Chu Yulan stroked her temples with her flowery fingers, and Nuonuo said, she drank a lot of rice wine as a drink these days, she is going to die, now the energy is coming!

Nan Zhihe's body froze, feeling only the soft and fragrant warm jade in his arms, and seeing Chu Yu's cheeks blushing, like peach blossoms in full bloom, tempting to pick them, how could he bear it!

His blood suddenly filled his head, he hugged her and put her on the bed, and then locked the door.

"Chu Yu, let's go to space, and I'll sober you up."

The man's voice was bewitching, and he went to the space not to do anything else but to be more wanton. Wei Chuyu was confused and followed the instructions after hearing it.

As soon as he arrived at the courtyard in the space, he held the alluring little beauty in his arms and rubbed her ears and temples, from the desk, to the bed, to the bathtub...

The things placed in the room, witnessing them doing this and that, would make them "ashamed".

The two of them were in love with each other and had a good night together.

It was in the middle of the night that Nan Zhihe brought Wei Chuyu back from space and tidied his wife's hair. Nan Zhihe hugged her and the two of them slept soundly on the big bed.

At the same moment, Tiger Head, who was lying leisurely on the top of the mountain, licking his fur in the silence, heard a strange sound!

It immediately became alert, its pupils dilated, its ears erect, its front cry erect, and its furry head quickly looked around.

In the sky, a soaring eagle flew across.

However, when he saw its tiger head, he only watched it for a moment, and then quickly turned away his eyes alertly and looked down the mountain. In the darkness, a deeper shadow appeared.

That shadow is moving slowly!

The tiger stood on all fours, a little restless. This was the sphere of influence of it and its owner. How could others be allowed to come uninvited?

It rushed down from the top of the mountain, ran quickly across the open space, and rushed towards the standing black shadow, trying to drive it away!

However, the shadow showed no sign of leaving when it approached with such a big movement. This was a provocation to the tiger head!

The aura of this figure was unusual and weird, and Tiger Head instinctively regarded it as dangerous.

It jumped up and pounced on the opponent, deciding that it was going to tear the opponent to pieces!

Just before it leapt, a burst of powder suddenly floated in the air.

The figure suddenly shifted and muttered: "You stinking beast, go to hell!"

The shiny black wolf hair on the tiger head suddenly caught fire! Due to the opponent's temporary change of direction, the tiger's head, which only tore off a piece of the opponent's clothes, fell to the ground with four hooves, and the fire quickly burned from the back to its skin and flesh.

The tiger's head let out a shrill howl, and instinctively rolled on the ground in pain.

That sudden howl pierced the night sky, waking up the sleeping people living in this area.

Wei Chuyu and Nan Zhihe suddenly sat up from the bed at almost the same time.

In the darkness, they looked at each other in surprise: "It's the sound of the tiger's head."

Wei Chuyu's voice was urgent: "Such a cry means it is in danger!"

"I'll go see you first, and you put on your clothes."

With that said, Nan Zhihe, who was only wearing inner clothes, jumped out of bed, grabbed his clothes, and rushed out quickly.

Due to urgency, he did not go through the courtyard door. Instead, he used Qinggong to quickly jump outside the house. He also jumped to a high place and locked onto the terrible things happening outside!

The tiger's head is on fire!

Near it, an invisible figure was retreating!

Nan Zhihe quickly fired a hidden weapon at the figure. The man secretly seemed not to be alert and was hit by the attack, but he still ran away in a hurry!

Nan Zhihe wanted to catch him, but the tiger's head being set on fire tugged at his nerves.

"Tiger head!"

Nan Zhihe went straight to Hutou, but Hutou, who was originally rolling, ran towards him as soon as he appeared, with fire still burning on his back.

When Nan Zhihe saw the scream, he was distressed and quickly used sand to put out the fire.

The fire seemed to be unable to be extinguished no matter how hard it was. The tiger's head was so painful that it shed tears, but instead of screaming in pain in front of its owner, it made a weak sound like a dog, "Weir, Weir, Weir!"!

At this time, Wei Chuyu had also arrived, and she didn't care at all. She came without putting on her clothes. She was covered with inner clothes anyway, but she didn't catch up with Nan Zhihe's Qinggong Leap!

Wei Chuyu's eyes instantly turned red when she saw the tiger's head being burned. She quickly released a large amount of spiritual spring water to rinse the tiger's head.

Soon, the water from the spiritual spring extinguished all the fire on the tiger's head. The tiger's head whined, and Wei Chuyu gently opened the area where it was hit by the fire. There was an area as big as half a watermelon, and its hair was burned. When it arrived, an area as big as half a watermelon was burned and raised, the skin of the meat was red and scorched, and some parts were blackened.

"My tiger head!" Wei Chuyu yelled heartbroken.

However, the tiger head licked her hand obediently and wagged its tail, seeming to comfort its owner in turn.

Wei Chuyu burst into tears instantly. She had never been so sad and angry in this world!

At this time, other people who were awakened also came one after another. They saw and understood the tragic situation of the tiger head, and they were all heartbroken.