Buried fire

Lu Zhenshu felt very cold all over.A cold chill spread from the bottom of his heart to his limbs, and then dripped down his whole body along with the blood. Even though Yin Zhu curled his tail around him, he couldn't feel the slightest heat.

It was also noisy in his ears, there were many voices, but he couldn't hear them clearly.

He opened his eyes with all his strength, but he only saw the cloudy sky from among the intersecting branches. It seemed that something quickly fell towards this side behind the clouds.

Lu Huanyi and Yin Zhu checked his body nervously, but he suddenly felt relaxed that everything was coming to an end.

"Heavenly Emperor has an order," the blue dragon took human form and stood on top of the clouds, with a bit of uncontrollable joy in his voice, "The White Tiger God Lord, return me to my throne immediately!"

"Is this how the order of the Emperor of Heaven is transmitted?" An old man's voice beside him asked in a low voice.

Qinglong ignored him, and watched helplessly as the spirit of Baihu Shenjun, who had already flown towards Lu Zhenshu before the announcement of the order, had fallen into his body at this moment.

Lu Zhenshu narrowed his eyes, opened his mouth to say something, and immediately passed out again.

Countless memories flooded into his mind, impacting all the memories of his life.Parents, master, Lu Huanyi, Lu Puhuai...and Zhuang Chao, these people are all in his mind, gradually fading away with the impact of memory, and they are suddenly held tightly by someone, and finally they are retained The memory of his life.

There is no sunshine in the heaven, but it is bright everywhere.

All the brightness fell into the eyes of the white tiger, but it didn't bring any color.

The battle between the heaven and the demon world ended with both the Lord of the White Tiger and the Lord of the Demon Realm being wounded. When the Qinglong Suzaku Xuanwu arrived, the Lord of the White Tiger could no longer maintain his human form and turned into a little tiger nestling in the arms of a soldier. When he saw them coming He opened his mouth and shouted, and passed out before he could say more.

When he woke up, he had already returned to his bedroom, with Suzaku and Xuanwu beside him.

"Don't work so hard next time you go to the battlefield." Suzaku was still holding a flower from nowhere in his hand, and stuck it on the head of the white tiger. Well, it was the three of us who spent a lot of cultivation to put you together, otherwise there would be a lack of one of the four beasts."

"Change, change the name to Sanfang." Xuanwu lay on the side and turned over, "When we meet again, if there is no one, we can call, call each other."

"If he has mental problems, just ignore him," Suzaku propped up his cheeks, took out another flower and stuck it on Baihu's head, "Look, I can't even speak now, what's wrong with that?"

Baihu irritatedly raised his paws around his head and scratched twice, his ears stood up and shook twice, shaking off the flower, and looked at Suzaku impatiently.

"Come here and pinch the paws for me," Suzaku hugged him into his arms. The white tiger that became the prototype after being injured is quite small, and the fur on its body is also soft and fluffy. Suzaku hugged him for a while and sighed , "Tiger, you are a real tiger... The demon king used a forbidden technique, you just dodge it, why did you go up to him and fight him instead?"

Baihu whimpered from his throat, probably wanting to growl, but he couldn't growl when he was a child, so he let out a soft growl, but Suzaku understood what he said.

The demon king's move is extremely insidious, if I don't go up to it, the ones who will be killed or injured will be the heavenly soldiers and generals behind me.

Suzaku rubbed the white tiger's head with a little force, but didn't say any more when it arrived.

The white tiger pressed his palm, and whined twice: Where is Qinglong?

"Ghost knows where he went," said Suzaku, "he disappeared early in the morning..."

"Tiger!" Before Suzaku finished speaking, a person kicked open the door and strode in, carrying something in his hand, "Look what fun I found for you!"

Baihu sat on Suzaku's lap, looked into Qinglong's hand, and saw only a ball of gray fur. The fluff on his body was softer and lighter than his. The difference was that he was injured and changed into his childhood appearance. , and the one in Qinglong's hand... is really small.

"Where did you snatch it?" Suzaku frowned, "Hurry up and return it."

"Where is the snatcher, is I a snatcher?" Qinglong walked in carelessly, carefully pinched the back of Baihu's neck and put him on the cushion beside him, and put the ball of hair in his hand Beside him, "This little monster has fallen behind. If I hadn't saved his life, he would have died without a place to bury him."

"What kind of monster is it?" Suzaku asked.

"Feifei," Xuanwu squinted one eye beside him, "Wow, wow, gray-haired, Feifei."

"Aren't all monsters like Feifei white-haired?" Suzaku said, "Why is this one gray?"

"How does Lao Tzu know?" Qinglong said, "Maybe he is quite unique."

Suzaku rolled his eyes at Qinglong forcefully.

Bai Hu didn't care what the three of them were talking about. He lay on the cushion, looked at the little Fei Fei, and calculated his age in his heart.

At most two months old, the demon pattern has not yet appeared on the body, the two tails behind it are drooping weakly, and the tip of one tail is still bald, not even hairy.

It's a very small monster.

Baihu opened his mouth and tried it, but he was able to bite off the head of this Fei Fei with one bite, and quickly closed his mouth.

His teeth are so sharp that they can even bite through the scales of a green dragon. It would be bad to accidentally touch this little monster.

"Ours, education, is there something wrong?" Xuanwu turned over again, propped his cheeks, looked at the white tiger, and tugged at the hem of Qinglong's clothes bitterly, "what's wrong with this child, seeing the little monster, Just think, want to eat?"

"Are you hungry?" Qinglong greeted the fairy boy next to him, "Go get some food for your gods."

The white tiger ignored them, rolled up Philip with its tail and threw it on his back, and ran out quickly carrying him.

"Remember to meditate!" Suzaku was still shouting behind him, "You should meditate well and rest, and you will recover soon!"

The white tiger carried Feifei under a tree, and after confirming that the three people could not see him, he released Feifei behind him.

As a result, the little monster woke up at some point, and pretended to be dead with his eyes tightly closed, his eyelids were trembling. Baihu ignored him, and sat beside him, meditating according to the way Suzaku taught him, to adjust the cultivation in his body. For harmony.

Fei Fei waited for a long time before the white tiger took the first bite, and narrowed one eye in doubt.

Didn't that tall blue guy mean that the tiger is hungry?

Don't eat me! ?

Feifei narrowed one eye again, and carefully looked at the white tiger who had closed his eyes but was sitting upright beside him.

Do not eat?If you don't eat, I will... leave, okay?

Philippe quietly moved a step aside, seeing that the white tiger didn't want to talk to him, he felt relieved, turned over and stood up, ready to run out, but before his front paws took a step forward, something hooked his tail suddenly for a moment.

Mother!

Philip rushed to the root of the tree in a jerk, and the fluff all over his body exploded. With fear in his eyes, Doudou looked at the white tiger trembling like sifting chaff, and squeaked at him twice: Don't eat me! Meat is stinky!

Baihu was stunned for a moment, and then yelled at him: I didn't mean to eat you!Are you leaving here?This is my bedroom. Ordinary people can't get in or out. Shall I take you out?

Feifei couldn't understand what the white tiger in front of him was saying at all. He couldn't read the meaning behind the white tiger's roar like Suzaku or other gods. After all, he was only two months old and his cultivation base was pitifully weak. The white tiger yelled at him inexplicably, its tail almost frightened: I really don't eat well!

The white tiger was silent for a while, then barked again: ... I really don't want to eat you, how could I bully the weak.

Philip hugged his tail and yelled at him a little bit aggrieved: If you want to eat it, eat it and call it a fart!

Baihu felt that he might have frightened him, so he flicked his tail and stopped barking.

Philip still hugged his tail and stopped talking to him. After a while, tears rolled down his face.

Baihu hesitated for a while, tried to soften his tone, nuzzled Feifei, and called softly: Don't cry.

Fei Fei was still crying, as if the white tiger would swallow him up in one gulp after he finished crying, without stopping. The white tiger didn't know what to do, and sat there helplessly, his mind completely dazed.

He is the white tiger, the divine beast bred by the heavens and the earth, the last one born among the divine beasts of the four directions. Since he was a child, Qinglong coaxed Suzaku to get used to Xuanwu... Xuanwu has always been stuttering like dying, and no one has ever taught him what to do. ...How to coax a little monster who was scared to cry by himself.

Crying is upsetting.

The white tiger simply ignored him, sat down and meditated over there by himself, calmed down, stretched out his paws when he heard that Feifei next to him was about to leave, and after two times, Feifei didn't dare to move. , holding a breath, sitting in the wind and looking at Baihu, thinking, is he going to dry me out?

I don't know how he fell asleep in the end, Fei Fei was probably tired from crying, and Bai Hu's injury was not healed, and the two hairballs fell asleep leaning against the tree.

When Suzaku went to look for them, Feifei nestled in the arms of the white tiger, and the white tiger circled Feifei's tail with its tail, sleeping soundly, but still seemed afraid that he would run away.

"...Huh?" Suzaku was stunned for a moment, bent down again after a while, hugged the two little things into his arms, carried them into the bedroom, kicked Xuanwu off the bed, and put Baihu and Feifei on the bed. above.

The white tiger was always bigger than Feifei, and its fur was also thicker. Feifei felt cold after sleeping for a while, so he subconsciously rubbed towards a more comfortable place, and finally rubbed into the arms of the white tiger, and finally let out a comfortable breath.