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Thick smoke rolled down the mountain with the wind. Ying Yiyi covered his mouth and nose with one hand and coughed in a low voice, while holding Fushuang with the other hand, he waded through the water with difficulty.

The depth of the stream was just up to the calf, so it couldn't resist the increasingly fierce wildfire. With the clothes sticking to the skin, it seemed as if I could hear the scorching sound of burning threads.

Tongues of fire rushed up from all directions at the foot of the mountain, and the way down the mountain was blocked, so Ying Zhou could only walk upstream with Fushuang on his hands.Every once in a while he wets the floating cream and himself from head to toe to resist the sparks floating in the air.

Fushuang staggered, and they walked for nearly half an hour before finally arriving at a small pool.

Layers of flaming red maple leaves float on the clear water, and the mountain water pours into the pool from a small waterfall, and then flows down the mountain.If you only look at this place, it is really quiet and harmonious, as beautiful as a fairyland.

Floating Shuang's wound shouldn't touch water, but at this moment, it can't be taken into account.Ying Zhou pushed it to the middle of the water, the water was no more than waist deep, Fu Shuang sat down and breathed with her neck raised.

After standing still for a while, a few gray-haired hares came to the bank.

The hare is not as tall as the floating frost, and its hair is thick. It is afraid that it will sink to the bottom if it enters the water.The rabbits could only linger by the water, looking back at the woods behind them from time to time, with their long ears raised high, terrified.

Ying Zhou walked over.

Probably sensing his kindness, the mother rabbit was not afraid, instead she drove the little rabbits towards Ying Zhou, stood up straight and kept bowing to Ying Zhou.

Ying Zhou wrapped up the four little rabbits with the hem of his clothes, and stretched out his hand to the female rabbit: "You come too."

He put the female rabbit on his shoulder and walked slowly back to the middle of the pool.

After waiting for a while, more and more animals couldn't find their way down the mountain, and gathered over whining.

The bigger ones have the deer herd just now, the smaller ones have pangolins, squirrels, etc., and there is even a flower snake with thick arms, spitting out black snake letters, avoiding them, and swimming alone to the corner near the waterfall go.

The fire is burning more and more vigorously, and the sound of burning trees can already be heard.The air was scorching hot, and it was even more uncomfortable to inhale into the lungs.The water in the pool is gradually warming up, and it is as if it is stewed with fire. I am afraid that the pool will be cooked in a short time.

The herd of deer had a premonition of the approaching death but could not escape, raised their necks and let out a mournful cry towards the gray sky.The four little rabbits huddled together and shivered, the female rabbit jumped off Ying Zhou's shoulders, and covered them under the soft belly with her small body.

Ying Zhou touched the life and death contract again, but still did not respond.

He sighed silently, regretting that he didn't ask Nan Ling how many magic weapons he wanted before setting off.It doesn't matter if you die yourself, it's a big deal to do it again, but with so many creatures in this mountain, did they also die together in such a simple way?

Fushuang leaned against his arm, rubbing it intimately.

"It's okay," Ying Zhou comforted softly, "It will be fine."

The tongue of fire has come into sight, and the windward side burns the fastest, and it is about to rush to the front.

Ying Zhou put the rabbits on the back of a sika deer, concentrated all his mana, and slammed the ancient fan against the flame——

This blow was already his current limit, draining out the last strength in his bloodline, and from now on, there is no difference between him and ordinary people.

The strong wind swept away, and actually extinguished most of the approaching flames!

——However, in just a moment, the dry and fallen leaves swept away by the wind hit the sparks on the ground, and immediately ignited clusters of fine flames, which once again grew at an unstoppable speed amidst the thumping sound of "chichi", and started to burn again!

"noob!"

Xu Jingluan was hugged by two maids and couldn't move forward. No matter how she shouted, Bai Hu never turned her head to look at her.

The sharp claws slapped Xu Boyuan fiercely, Xu Boyuan rolled on the ground and took advantage of the terrain to hide behind the tent, the white tiger roared violently, jumped up, and tore the two-person tent into pieces with one slap!

Xu Boyuan stabbed out with a sword from the shattered cowhide, and made a crisp and dangerous sound when it collided with the giant teeth of the beast. From a distance, one person and one tiger were entangled together, and it was unknown who hit whom.

"Brother!" Xu Jingluan was so frightened that her heart stopped beating.

Xiaobai's madness was too sudden, it was fine to turn from a cat into a tiger in front of everyone, but he even launched an attack on them——

The once golden eyes of the tiger were bright red and full of blood, and every move carried unreserved ferocity and killing intent.

The guards didn't dare to go forward at all, Xu Boyuan fought alone, but he didn't dare to hurt Xiaobai, he could only keep dodging, the wound on his hand was torn, and the blood spilled all over the ground, but he didn't care about it.

It is not an exaggeration that everyone in the world knows that Prince Daoyu's son has high martial arts skills and rarely meets opponents.There are dozens of military generals in the court, except for Zhao Heng, the commander of the forbidden army, and a few generals, they can be said to be invincible. They are outstanding in riding and archery, martial arts competitions, and strategic strategies.

Xu Jingluan has lived for nearly 18 years, and has never seen him be so passive.

The emperor hugged Lou Liuyi and was firmly guarded in the center by the iron barrel surrounded by guards. He retreated a distance of ten feet in a panic, then turned around and shouted angrily: "Shoot the arrow! Shoot the arrow! Shoot this monster to death!"

The guards looked at each other, and no one dared to make the first move.

——The prince and the white tiger fought together, so what if he shot rashly and hurt the prince?

However, the next moment the prince shouted loudly: "He and the monster are planning to do something wrong, so don't worry about it, let's shoot the arrow immediately!"

Xu Jingluan was too far away to hear the movement on the other end, and when she realized it, the guards' arrows were already on the string, and they all aimed at where the white tiger and Xu Boyuan were!

"Don't shoot arrows! Stop—!"

The heart-piercing shouts were drowned in the sound of feathered arrows, and the cold wind poured into his mouth and nose, making his whole body chill.

The white tiger had already held Xu Boyuan under its claws, but when the sharp claws were fighting against the blade, suddenly the tips of its ears moved, turned its head, its pupils contracted into a straight line, and dazzling light exploded all over its body. Hit it!

He faced the rain of arrows all over the sky, and his fur was an indestructible armor. Wherever the light passed, the sharp arrow tips were all smashed into pieces——

Suddenly a bit of cold was on the face, Xu Jingluan touched it dazedly, the wet fingertips evaporated instantly, almost imperceptible, it was as fast as an illusion.

In the confusion, someone shouted: "It's snowing!"

She raised her head in a daze, and petals of goose feather snow fell down profusely, hitting her face, and the sky was dim like a false dream.

The white tiger overturned the arrow rain, and everyone thought he was about to go crazy, but they saw him standing there blankly, suddenly raised his head, and let out a low and long roar towards the sky.

This sound was too sad and painful, the echo resounded through the mountains, and the red light in the white tiger's eyes gradually faded away.Xu Jingluan looked at what he was looking at, and saw the flames billowing indistinctly in the billowing smoke, which had already burned the entire mountain——

Xu Boyuan's pupils shrank suddenly, it was in the direction of Qiushui West Peak, and Ying Zhou was still there!

The boundless and heavy snow between the sky and the earth is gloomy and dull, and it falls unexpectedly and without reservation.

Even in the Zhaojing area in winter, there is very little snow, such a blizzard has almost never happened, not to mention that it is only September, which should be a good time for autumn.

The snow was too heavy, and after standing for less than half a breath, the whiteheads were already covered, the wind whizzed past, and the cold blew on the face like a knife;

But this snow was too timely, the snowflakes fell into the raging fire and turned into rainwater, evaporated and took away the high temperature of burning, and survived from a desperate situation——

The white tiger rose from the ground and rushed towards the mountain. Its figure broke into the wind and snow as if entering another world, and soon disappeared completely, never to be seen again.

Xu Boyuan looked at the direction where Baihu was going, Xu Jingluan broke away from the maid, and quickly stepped forward to grab his sleeve, "Brother... Ying Zhou..."

She had a bad premonition for no reason, but Ying Zhou Mingming should have returned to Beijing, no——

Xu Boyuan turned around, his tone was as calm as usual, "Wait here, I'll go find him."

Xu Jingluan was dazed in place for a long time, until the fast horse plunged headlong into the wind and snow.

Dou Lian opened the oilcloth umbrella, and Suyu hurried back to get a light fur cloak with a fur collar to put on for her.

Xu Jingluan came back to her senses, her red lips parted slightly, and she breathed out a mouthful of white smoke.

In such a snowstorm, Xu Boyuan was injured again, going up the mountain was too dangerous, she should have stopped him, but she couldn't say a word.

Too determined, his gaze.

——Deep and calm, but unstoppable.

The author has something to say: On the third day of the research, there was nothing to love, and he was already dried into a crippled salted fish by the sea breeze.

Everyone goes to bed at 12 o'clock. I wrote these words in two days after writing until two o'clock.