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On New Year's Eve, Suzaku Street was supposed to be lit up all night, but the white tiger galloped past, and there was nothingness and darkness under its feet. Black smoke like fine grains of sand rose from the street floor, shrouding the capital in mist.

The white tiger landed silently on Qingshi Street, where he was wounded by Fan Ye last time.The familiar and strong evil spirit in the air made him very irritable, but he did not show a defensive posture, but walked towards the depths.

The fog spread under his feet, consciously, to make way.

A slender figure stood in the middle of the road, holding a lantern with a misty yellow light in his hand, like a messenger leading to the blue sky and the yellow spring.

Bai Hu approached, the man turned around, it turned out to be Zhu Lan.

Zhu Lan smiled slightly, not surprised by his arrival, bowed to greet him, and said, "Mr. Bai please."

Bai Hu looked at him quietly for a moment, then walked over slowly.

The lantern illuminated the figures of a man and a tiger like ghosts in the middle of the night. After walking in the darkness for an unknown amount of time, a gleam of light gradually appeared in front of them, and then it suddenly became clear.

With the blood-red sky in sight, the endless stretches of pitch-black land are strewn with bones, bleak and gloomy, and the wind blows through the hollow eyes of the bones, making a subtle, penetrating sound like sobbing.

"He's here," someone chuckled in the void, "Can't he take form yet?" The woman's silver bell's voice was charming and enchanting, echoing in her ears, piercing her bones.

"He just hasn't grown up yet." Another voice sounded, belonging to a man, deep and sweet, with a smile as cold as a dagger.

"Young son of the White King—" The owner of the icy voice stepped out of the void, his facial features were as deep and sharp as his voice, his eyes were redder than the sky, and the gleam in them seemed to be slowly flowing through blood.The tall, thin man walked up to the white tiger, bowed gracefully and humbly, "Welcome."

Bai Hu took a step back almost instinctively.

The demon power released from his body was too sharp, penetrating into the bone marrow, almost piercing his soul.

"He's afraid of you."

The woman was dressed in a crimson veil, and walked out slowly behind him, the light in her phoenix eyes was breathtaking.She leaned on the man's body as if she was soft and boneless, just looking at that graceful and graceful figure, it was already a more beautiful color than Lou Liuyi.

She looked at the white tiger and licked her dark red lips, "The timid look is really cute."

Baihu lowered his body and let out a growl, but he didn't immediately rush up and bite her neck off——

"Shu Mei, don't be rude to my guests." The man patted the woman's hand on his arm, motioning her to let go.

The woman called "Shu Mei" shrugged her shoulders and backed away from him. Every time she took a step, there were manjusawa-like radiant patterns under her feet, spreading from her toes, which was a color that complemented her perfectly.

She stood on the right hand side of the white tiger, the manjusawa was in full bloom, she raised her head, and suddenly her figure suddenly realized that another identical body split out of her body, like a reflection in a mirror, with a peerless and gorgeous face and figure , even the expressions are exactly the same.

Shu Mei smiled softly at Bai Hu, "This is my sister, Shu Liang, you should know us."

Baihu suddenly realized something, turned his head to look behind him, and there was no one in the place where Zhulan was standing, so he heard the man say: "This is the king's territory, he has no right to stand here."

As soon as the words fell, a thunderbolt suddenly exploded from the left hand of the white tiger. Behind the thundercloud, Fan Ye stood in black clothes, watching the white tiger raised a handsome brow, and his silver snake eyes seemed to be mocking: "Since it is the king's territory, he can't stand in one shape." How can a half-bad who can't be melted come in?" Whether it was the person who spoke or what he said, they just happened to step on Baihu's painful foot.

"Fan Ye," the skinny man interrupted the simmering quarrel, "I said, don't be rude to my guests."

Fan Ye sneered and stopped talking.

"Okay," the man stood with his hands behind his back, "you know who we are, right?"

Bai Hu was silent, Jin Mu slowly swept across the crowd, and finally nodded.

——Fan Ye has already fought against each other. It is well known in the southern demon world that they are a pair of twin sisters. If he represents the lineage of the northern beast king Bai Bi, then the man in front of him can only be Sitong, the king of ghosts in the west.

The man said: "Young Prince Bai, I invite you here because I want to make a deal with you."

The white tiger is silent, the three demon kings, who have only been with Dao for 2000 years, and who can't even transform into a human form, what deal can he do?

Sitong accurately penetrated his thoughts and said with a smile: "The majestic son of King Bai, but he can't even transform into a human form. Are you going to stay like this forever, not even having a name, Xiaobai?"

Bai Hu made a sound like a sneer from his nose, but he didn't answer.He has a name, and on the day Ying Zhou adopted him, he got his own name, but Ying Zhou doesn't like to call him, so others don't know that's all——

He likes that name very much, a name that only Ying Zhou knows, and only Ying Zhou can call him that way, and he also likes Ying Zhou calling him Xiaobai very much.In fact, it doesn't matter what it is called, as long as it is by Ying Zhou's side and has been a tiger for thousands of years, there is nothing wrong with it.

Baihu's golden eyes glanced at Sitong's sharp face, and asked silently: What are you going to do?

Sitong smiled, and asked without answering: "Son of Prince Bai, what do you think of the world?"

Anyway, Bai Hu thought, mortals are ignorant, weak and incompetent, and the prosperity of the world is not as good as the quiet and peaceful star on Buzhou Mountain to him.

"You must feel bad," Sitong saw through his thoughts again, and waved his sleeves towards the bloody sky, "Because you were abandoned by King Bai shortly after you were born, and you were taken in by Lord Zhou, and you have long since forgotten what the demon world looked like. If you have time, you should really go back and have a look. Jinlong betrayed the demon clan and took refuge in the fairy world. We were driven to the barren continent in the north of Buzhou Mountain. The place is thousands of times more desolate than what you see now, and the world you think is not so good. "

Following his movements, the cold wind became more violent, shaking the mountains of bones, making a thin and terrifying sound of crackling.

"Mortals are stupid and selfish, but occupy this vibrant land. We are also wise, strong, and have a long life span. We are more suitable to survive in this world than humans. Why do we have to live in the north of the mountain? The immortals live In the Jiuchongtian, they are just self-proclaimed rulers, so why should they divide the continent? The three of us gathered here to break the barrier left by the golden dragon, lead the tribe back to the land in the south of Buzhou Mountain, and take back several lands. Everything that was lost ten thousand years ago."

These words were too righteous and awe-inspiring, Fan Ye crossed his arms and curled his lips ironically at Si Tong's back.

"I can help you change form, and even help you take your father's place. King Bai is getting old, and your elder brothers will kill each other in order to fight for the throne. If this continues, the lineage of King Bai will eventually decline." Si Tong walked to In front of the white tiger, he stretched out a hand to him, "Son of the white king, cooperate with us and become the new king of the north. You are a demon, you should be with us."

However, the white tiger hated the breath on his body, and took another step back.

He is incapable of transforming himself, but he is not stupid.Ying Zhou went down to earth to repair the barriers in the world, how could he go the other way and cooperate with Si Tong?

His resistance caused Sitong to hold his outstretched hand in the air, but after a while, he regained his smile, "It's just a few words, so it's impossible to impress you. But one day you will stand by our side, this is As a demon, you have no choice but to choose a path."

Baihu narrowed his eyes.

No, he will never betray Ying Zhou.Since Ying Zhou picked him up, his body and demon soul have been dedicated to Ying Zhou. Unless his soul is scattered, he will never go against Ying Zhou's wish even if his body is broken to pieces.

Sitong opened his arms, behind him were Fanye and the sisters, the blood-red pupils glowed orange-red, as if dancing with karmic fire from hell, "Go back, son of the white king, Your master is waiting for you. We will see you again, soon."

The world began to shatter from the zenith, and the blood-red sky and the pitch-black earth were cracked into endless fragments amidst the whining of bones. After the gust of wind passed, Baihu opened his eyes and found himself standing at the intersection of Qingshi Street again.

The black fog that covered the sky and the sun dissipated, and the brightly lit scene of the capital was restored.However, the snow that had already stopped fell again at some point, as if it was about to cover the entire world, and a thin layer of white had already accumulated on the road——

Baihu looked up at the sky, and the guidance from the life and death deed made him immediately realize that Ying Zhou was in danger.

Outside the main hall of Fengxian Palace, the emperor turned blue with anger, kicked the disheveled Xu Li hard, and kicked him down on the snow, "Nizi! You naughty son!"

Xu Li ate a mouthful of icy snowflakes, hurriedly got up and knelt down again, the cut in the forehead was still bleeding - it was smashed by Ying Zhou with the ancient fan.He didn't care about other things, he knocked his head heavily on the ground, let the blood stain the red and white snow, and almost cried, "Father, please calm down! Father, please calm down! My son really doesn't know what's going on!"

He really doesn't know what's going on--

Why he appeared in Fengxian Palace at this time, why he was blown away by Ying Zhou's fan, and even why the emperor suddenly appeared here did not understand.He vaguely remembered that he drank some wine at the New Year's Eve banquet, but the amount was not much, and he was definitely not so drunk that he was unconscious.After midnight, the banquet was gone, and he should have been helped back to sleep by the palace servants. Why did he appear in Ying Zhou's room inexplicably in the middle of the night? Could it be that he was sleepwalking? !

"How dare you say that!" The emperor wanted to give him another shot, but seeing Xu Li's bloodstained face, he couldn't help but feel soft-hearted. Neng gritted his teeth and raised his voice, "You still dare to quibble! It wasn't your drug, how could the national teacher do this?!"

Xu Li covered his face, and said in a daze, "What... what medicine..." He really didn't know what happened. After he woke up, he had already been thrown out of the door by Ying Zhou.

The emperor was about to be pissed off by him, "Get out! Get out of here and kneel at the door until the national teacher is cured!"

Xu Li was at a loss, and was about to explain again, when the palace people from outside rushed in, "Your Majesty! Mr. Liu Ge, Mr. Dai, and the same son heard that the national teacher is ill, and came to visit. He has already arrived at the gate of Fengxian Palace!"

The emperor said angrily: "Why haven't they left the palace yet?!"

The palace people trembled: "Yes, it is because the road is blocked by heavy snow and the road is difficult to walk. There are so many people entering the palace tonight..."

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, covering the sky and covering the earth, the palace lanterns were covered by layers, and a little bit of warm light was shining through the snow curtain.

Ying Zhou struggled to open his wet eyes, and everything in front of him was doubled. He wanted to sit up, but his arms were limp and he couldn't use the strength, so he fell back again.

It was too hot, the same as the time when he was burnt to death on Qiushui Mountain, but also different.At that time, it was pure heat, it was pain, and it ended quickly, but at this moment, the heat emitted by the body carried an indescribable hidden pleasure, like after the first sip of wine into the throat, before drunkenness, the stomach rises. The burst of hot air makes you want to take another sip.

He forced himself to stay awake, the voices of the emperor and Xu Li were just outside the door, pierced into his ears, stretched and amplified, distorted and blurred, he had to concentrate to hear them clearly.

— Medicine, what kind of medicine?

Will the world's medicine work on him?Yes, after all, he can even get drunk after drinking.

Ying Zhou was lying on his side, curled up, the quilt was rubbed against his naked|exposed skin, which aroused a tingling pleasure, and he couldn't help but bend his legs.This was a feeling he had never experienced before. His heart was sore, but it didn't disgust him. On the contrary, he wanted more.

He suddenly remembered the picture album on the back of the bookcase.

At that time, I didn't feel much, but now when I think of those pictures, I feel that my body is getting hotter and hotter. There is something in my body that cannot be restrained and wants to break through the restraint, but there is something missing, a little bit of softness of the skin, a little bit of mutual love. Soothing, a little tenderness.

want to--

What do you want?

Panting hot breath from his lips, he heard Xu Boyuan's voice in the dreamlike emptiness.

The author has something to say: Emmm, I started to run the journal again...

When I got home, my luggage was spread all over the floor and the bed was unmade.