[Cultivation] Demon Emperor

Just when the stupid tiger was crying and walking all the way, regretting his mistakes, Yingqingtian was hugging his father like a young wife who was taken by bandits and crying: "Father, I can't go! That tiger is a famous tiger in Xixi Mountain." The famous King of the Mountain! You can't beat him! You can't go, Dad!"

Father Ying almost kicked Ying Qingtian in the face, but fortunately he held back with enough stamina: "Fuck your mother! I heard you make him run away! It's as interesting as a little cabbage!" ! You are obviously in the same group!"

Ying Qingtian cried even louder with an "ow": "Father, although he is the king of the mountain, he and I are in love with each other! We really love each other!"

Father Ying's reaction was really simple and rude: "Hehe."

"Father! In fact, the tiger and the senior brother are one person! After the tiger transforms into a human form, he is the senior brother!" Yingqing closed her eyes and finally told the truth.Now it's time to clear up the previous suspicions and smile away the hatred. The father-in-law and the tiger son-in-law go hand in hand and plunge into the beautiful tomorrow of the motherland, right?

Unexpectedly, Father Ying laughed back in anger: "How dare you put my son-in-law and a tiger together? Believe it or not, I will kill you first!"

Yingqingtian: "..."

In the end, Ying Qingtian let go of her hand silently.Tiger, he can only help you so far.

So Father Ying blew out like a tornado, but the tiger ran a step ahead of him and had an inherent advantage (four legs), so Father Ying couldn't catch up, and soon blew back like a tornado.

Just when the stupid tiger was crying and walking all the way, regretting his mistakes, Yingqingtian was hugging his father like a young wife who was taken by bandits and crying: "Father, I can't go! That tiger is a famous tiger in Xixi Mountain." The famous King of the Mountain! You can't beat him! You can't go, Dad!"

Father Ying almost kicked Ying Qingtian in the face, but fortunately he held back with enough stamina: "Fuck your mother! I heard you make him run away! It's as interesting as a little cabbage!" ! You are obviously in the same group!"

Ying Qingtian cried even louder with an "ow": "Father, although he is the king of the mountain, he and I are in love with each other! We really love each other!"

Father Ying's reaction was really simple and rude: "Hehe."

"Father! In fact, the tiger and the senior brother are one person! After the tiger transforms into a human form, he is the senior brother!" Yingqing closed her eyes and finally told the truth.Now it's time to clear up the previous suspicions and smile away the hatred. The father-in-law and the tiger son-in-law go hand in hand and plunge into the beautiful tomorrow of the motherland, right?

Unexpectedly, Father Ying laughed back in anger: "How dare you put my son-in-law and a tiger together? Believe it or not, I will kill you first!"

Yingqingtian: "..."

In the end, Ying Qingtian let go of her hand silently.Tiger, he can only help you so far.

So Father Ying blew out like a tornado, but the tiger ran a step ahead of him and had an inherent advantage (four legs), so Father Ying couldn't catch up, and soon blew back like a tornado.

"Swear to me! You don't want to see this tiger again!" Father Ying put the knife on Ying Qingtian's neck in a murderous manner.

Ying Qingtian followed the good advice: "I swear." After staying with that tiger for a long time, he also developed the habit of swearing like farting.

Daddy Ying, who didn't know that his son had become a bad habit, put away the kitchen knife and rubbed Ying Qingtian's head with a smile: "Hey, if dad sees you with the tiger again, I will castrate you first, anyway, you You don’t need that stuff down there.”

("▔□▔)/Dad!! I am your own son, hello!

Ying Qingtian began to wonder if she bought pork as a gift.

Seeing the expression on Ying Qingtian's face, Father Ying was finally satisfied, he rubbed Ying Qingtian's head again, and gave a sweet date: "Good boy, dad will make you a chicken."

Tears of pain crept across Ying Qingtian's face silently: "Thank you dad! You love me so much!"

Father Ying nodded to Ying Qingtian solemnly, then walked away humming a little tune complacently.After a while, the smell of stir-fried small wild pheasant came from the kitchen.

When Yingqingtian was enjoying the warmth of the family, there was a tiger lying on the top of the mountain alone, looking at the yellow light in the valley and whining non-stop.Hey, he smelled the aroma of fried wild pheasants!You must know that he caught the pheasant!He hasn't tried it himself yet!The northwest wind that Mr. Tiger drank, his liver and intestines were broken.

What a poignant and unrequited love, Tiger.

Do not break out in silence, but pervert in silence.

As the saying goes, poetry comes out of pain, and life goes smoothly. Tiger, who has never suffered from chaos, finally became abnormal after enduring the biggest change in his life.The miserable life situation inspired Tiger's creative inspiration. Looking at the crescent moon hanging upside down in the sky, he uttered his own cry of fate like a warrior who never gave up: "Daughter-in-law-son-- -I'm hungry--"

When this tragedy happened, Ying Qingtian had just finished her meal and was meditating on her bed contentedly, when she suddenly heard the earth-shattering "wife, I'm hungry" from the tiger, she let out her true anger at that moment, feeling the pain His face turned yellow.

"Daughter-in-law, the wind on the top of the mountain is so cold. It's so lonely to watch the moon alone. I only have wild beasts with me. I can't feel any warmth from the family. On a cold snowy night, in a corner you don't know, a poor tiger is shivering. In the wind, the nose and hands were red from the cold."

No matter how the stupid tiger was able to transmit the voice over thousands of miles, Ying Qingtian felt that she was about to be disgusted to death.

As if feeling Yingqingtian's disgusting mood, the stupid tiger who was so bored that he could only count his fingers said cheerfully: "Then daughter-in-law, let me tell you a story." Then before Yingqingtian stopped, the boring tiger The tiger began to talk about it, "Once upon a time, there was a little white tiger on the top of the mountain. His family was very poor, and he couldn't afford clothes or shoes. Go out in the cold wind to sell fire discounts."

Ying Qingtian: "..." What the hell is a fire sales brochure? !

"On this day, the little white tiger didn't sell a fire bag, and he didn't dare to go home, because he didn't make any money, and his wife would beat him. They lived in a thatched hut that was ventilated on all sides, and there was a vicious old man."

Ying Qingtian: "..." I didn't expect myself and my father to have such an image in Stupid Tiger's mind.

"The little white tiger was cold and hungry. Finally, he couldn't walk anymore. He dragged his frostbitten feet and sat down on a hilltop. His forehead was covered with snow. Because it was too cold, he hesitated to polish it. He warmed himself with a torch, and the torch gave off a strange light, and a large stove appeared in front of the little white tiger, and the little white tiger was about to roast his frostbitten hands and feet, when the torch went out."

Ying Qingtian twitched her lips, wondering what expression she should use to face this tiger with a different style of painting.

"So he polished another fire, and the fire shone on the snow, and a plate of delicious fried pheasant appeared. When he was about to eat a bite to fill his stomach..."

"The fire is off again." Ying Qingtian covered her face and filled out the following plot for Stupid Tiger.

"Yes, so the little white tiger shivered and polished the third fire, ah! Guess what he saw?!"

Ying Qingtian: "A group of female tigers without clothes are dancing in front of him?" The stove, the little wild pheasant, it's time to be full of warmth and lust.

But the stupid tiger who turned on the sad mode was not affected by Yingqingtian at all: "Ah! The little white tiger's deceased grandmother appeared in the firelight, and the little white tiger went up crying and hugged the grandmother who loved him the most, crying and shouting :'Take me away! Take me away! I know that once the fire goes out, you will disappear, like a big stove and a little pheasant! Please take me away! Let us never be apart.'Grandmother Laughing, he beckoned to the little white tiger. The little white tiger quickly polished a lot of torches. The light of the fire made the grandmother taller and more beautiful. The grandmother hugged the little white tiger and held him in her arms. The tiger flew away in light and happiness. To a place where there is no cold, no hunger, and no pain. A cold lone star streaked across the dark winter sky, and the next morning, the beasts were on the top of the mountain I found the frozen body of the little white tiger, with a handful of extinguished flames in his hand, and a smile on his face, looking so happy and peaceful..."

"Fuck! Don't talk about it! Don't you just want to eat stir-fried small wild pheasant! Why don't I bring it to you! Where are you!" Ying Qingtian formally surrendered while touching her cold heart.

The stupid tiger's tone suddenly changed from gloomy to cheerful: "I'm looking at the moon on the highest mountain of Xiyong Mountain, two small wild pheasants and hot winter wine, come quickly!"

"On the highest mountain... why can't you stop and find a small slope?!" Ying Qingtian exploded.

"'Ah! What a tragedy. He was frozen to death on New Year's Eve.' The beasts watching shook their heads and sighed at the little white tiger's body. They would never know how happy the little white tiger was with his grandmother. ..."

"Give it away! Don't talk about the highest mountain! Even if you are on the moon, I will deliver it to you!" As long as you don't read this animal version of social headlines to him again.

"Hurry up, daughter-in-law, or the moon will go down."

you are vicious!

Ying Qingtian wiped away her tears, but was speechless and choked, so she had to get up resignedly, and groped into the kitchen behind her father's back to deliver food to the "little white tiger who sells firecrackers on a snowy New Year's Eve".

Ying Qingtian wouldn't know that after he thought he had walked out the door without anyone noticing, Ying's father, who had been pretending to be asleep, opened his sinful eyes.After staring at Ying Qingtian's back for a few seconds, Father Ying also got up.The cruel executioner Ying Laopa took an ax for chopping wood with the coldness of a killer, and followed quietly.