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"what happened?!"

"What happened just now? Why is there a tiger in the mansion?"

"I heard it too!"

"Where is the young master? Could it be a tiger eating people?"

"Shut up! Be careful to let the city owner and the second young master hear..."

The servants in the city lord's mansion were mobilized one after another, rushing towards the bath room, discussing anxiously along the way.

As soon as they arrived at the door, they suddenly saw a big white tiger jumping out of the room!

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At this moment, in a spacious house facing south, a middle-aged man with a strong figure came out of his clothes. His face was white and beardless, and his face was heroic. He glanced at several trusted family generals one by one, and asked in a deep voice with a frown: "What happened?"

This person is the lord of Zangfeng City, Du Zangfeng.

"Master City Lord! Just now a servant reported that..." One of the young generals hesitated for a moment, carefully looking at the face of the City Lord.

"What? Don't hesitate."

The general whispered: "It is said that a fierce tiger broke into the mansion and ate the young master!"

"You bastard! What nonsense are you talking about?!" Du Zangfeng's face changed wildly, and the roar full of anger shook the ears of several people.

"Wait for the old man to see for himself! Lead the way!"

The young family general hurriedly took two steps back, bowed his head and said as he walked, "My lord, just now when the young master was taking a bath, there were two screams in the room. Later, the servants rushed to see what happened. A white tiger sprang out, standing half as tall as a man, and when the servants beat them, several people were injured in a row, but the young master and the little maid were not seen in the room, only a pool of blood was seen in front of the window, they were probably—"

"Shut up!" Du Zangfeng sneered coldly, but his pace quickened considerably. He has been in a high position for decades, what kind of storm hasn't he seen?A mere tiger is not to be taken seriously, but Du Zangfeng is very clear about the virtue of his unfilial eldest son.

He is proficient in eating, drinking, whoring, gambling, and playing with women, but he doesn't work hard in his limbs, and he doesn't distinguish between grains and grains. If he is asked to practice martial arts on weekdays, he knows how to do a few tricks. share!

Why did this strange tiger suddenly appear in the bathroom?

There was no news for a long time. Du Zangfeng was worried about the safety of his son, and he had no time to think in anxiety. However, if he said that his eldest son was eaten by a tiger, he would never believe it. swallowed?

The city lord's mansion is really too big, and after a few breaths of effort, there is still a long way to go there.

The second young master, Du Zhiteng, was the first to arrive at the scene.

"It's just a beast. After all this time, you still can't figure it out? What a bunch of trash!" Du Zhiteng stood on the high steps with a sullen face, and loudly ordered his servants to drive away the tiger, "Hurry up and kill this beast, and send someone to open it." Look at its belly, is the bone of my good big brother inside!"

There are only two sons in the Du family, they are the main wife and the concubine. Unfortunately, the wife of the city lord died short-lived and passed away more than ten years ago. The concubine Fang was helped to become the mistress.

The eldest son, Du Zhilan, looked more like his mother who died young, and was born handsome and unrestrained, while the second young master, who was born in the concubine's room, was just the opposite. He was dark-skinned, tall and mighty, with a martial temper, very much like a city lord.

The common people in the city were discussing that if Du Zangfeng hadn't sworn in front of his dead wife's grave that he would take good care of his eldest son, cultivate him into a talent, and pass on the position of city lord to him in the future, it would be hard to say who the young city lord would be.

Although the second young master may not be wise and powerful, but compared with this flamboyant and playful young master, isn't it a judgment?

"Roar - woo -"

Amidst the staggering sound of wind and rain, a long roar of the tiger was extremely mournful.

The dark night, where you can't see your fingers, was washed as deep as black ink by the heavy rain.

The long street was empty, and suddenly from the end of the darkness, a long green shirt appeared faintly.

The comer didn't walk very fast, but the houses and trees on both sides retreated like flying. In a moment, the man in green landed in front of the vermilion gate of the city lord's mansion.

In the wind and rain, vermilion seems to have lost its paint, and under the flickering lanterns, it becomes as dark as blood.

"Are you a step late..."

Master Jianqing stood in the torrential rain with his sword in his hand, frowning and looking towards the southeast of the mansion. It was a place with a strong evil spirit, which made people want to vomit.

The strong wind blew up his long hair and the hem of his clothes, and the dense raindrops hit them, but they hit the transparent barrier, bouncing off with a ding ding dong dong, without getting wet at all.

Jian Qing was about to sneak into the mansion, but at this moment, the dark red door was suddenly knocked open by something, and fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

Jian Qing reacted extremely quickly, and in the next second he disappeared from the spot, hiding behind a giant tree not far away.

But right now, he didn't have the heart to pray that God wouldn't send a black thunder down to strike him. A white tiger that suddenly jumped out from the gate of the city lord's mansion had already attracted all his attention.

"Tiger Demon King?" The Tsing Yi Taoist poked out half of his head from behind the tree, narrowed his eyes, and carefully looked at the white tiger fleeing in embarrassment on the street.

The heavy rain seriously blocked the line of sight, but with Jian Qing's eyesight, he could still clearly see that its snow-white fur was covered with dark red blood scabs and dirty mud, and even many places were ripped apart, and its claws were still overturned. There were a few, and the blood flowed all the way, almost washed into a dark red stream by the heavy rain.

The white tiger's running posture was very stiff and awkward, as if it was running for the first time in its life.

How can there be any aura of a majestic tiger demon king in this embarrassed appearance?

"No, it's not a monster, it's a human." The mixed feeling of popularity and demonic aura on Baihu's body gave Jianqing a headache, so he had to find a demon mirror from his Qiankun bag and look at that guy for a long time, only to see that there was actually a ghost in the mirror. This young man is the Du Zhilan who boldly teased him that he met during the day!

"The spirit of the tiger goblin is on him..." Jian Qing quickly closed the mirror, and followed the white tiger who was running away in a panic.

The guards of the City Lord's Mansion cursed faintly from behind: "That beast is there! Chase it quickly! Stop it! The second young master said, peel its belly and dig out the bones of the eldest young master! There will be a reward!"

"Kill that bastard to death! He dared to run wild in the city lord's mansion, and even ate the young master!"

"Catch it and torture it to death! Peel off the tiger's skin and make winter clothes for Er Shao!"

These indiscriminate crimes spread into Jian Qing's ears, and he frowned slightly as he looked at the embarrassed figure limping in the heavy rain ahead.

The white tiger obviously heard it too. Its frail body seemed to stiffen in the dark, and as if afraid that the fierce spirits behind would really catch up and peel it, it dragged its injured leg and ran forward even harder.

"Tsk..." Master Jian Qing shook his head and sighed softly, turned around and quietly cast a swamp curse on the road that the group of people must pass through, making the already slippery road even more muddy and difficult.

"Ouch!" The guards got stuck in the mud one after another, and fell several times like arhats, and they couldn't get out for a while.

But Jian Qing didn't bother to look at them again, and caught up with the white tiger again, the blue Taoist shirt gradually disappeared into the night and disappeared.