A roar of a tiger shook the heaven and earth, and everyone couldn't help but stop fighting and looked towards the top of the mountain. They saw a huge white tiger standing proudly on the top of the snow-capped mountain. It was unparalleled in power and swallowed up mountains and rivers.

The white tiger roared at everyone again and rushed down the hillside from the top of the mountain.

The hillside was covered with ice and snow, and was extremely steep, making it impossible for ordinary people to stand on it. However, the white tiger seemed to be walking on flat ground, and it accelerated down the hillside, like a phantom. It seemed that it was only a few hundred feet away.

The valley is reached in a few breaths.

The legend of the white tiger has been circulating in Hami and other Western Regions hundreds of years ago. Therefore, the people of Hami have long regarded the white tiger as a god. It is also understood by the local people that Anrou comes to Kunlun every year to worship the god of the white tiger. A few days ago, suddenly in a critical moment

When they saw the real white tiger, they were immediately surprised and happy. They all dropped their weapons and bowed their heads in worship, showing great piety.

Although the Oara people had also heard of the legend of the White Tiger, they all thought it was a random story made up by people from the Western Regions and simply treated it as a joke. When they suddenly saw such a magical creature today, they were all dumbfounded and at a loss.

The white tiger pounced on the Wala warriors, biting and killing them like the wind. When the tiger pounced, three or five Wala warriors fell to the ground at the same time. When they left, these warriors were all bitten to pieces by the white tiger. The scene was extremely tragic.

There were splatters of flesh, blood and brains everywhere, and the sound of wailing echoed through the valley.

Some warriors woke up and took up weapons to resist. However, neither swords nor bows could harm the white tiger at all. Instead, they aroused the white tiger's ferocity and made it even more ferocious. A centurion commanded everyone to surround the white tiger.

The white tiger seemed to be able to understand human speech, and did not enter the opponent's encirclement at all. Instead, it forced the group into a desperate situation, and in front of everyone, stuffed the head of a hundred households into the tiger's mouth alive and chewed it up, which frightened the group.

The legs of the group were weak, and they all knelt down and begged for mercy. Who knew that this white tiger had not killed anyone for a long time, and today he had murderous intentions. He was out of control. No matter whether the other party begged for mercy or not, he would not let anyone go.

A giant white tiger with a green body and white body shuttles back and forth in the valley, everywhere it goes, blood and flesh are flying everywhere, and the plains are filled with howls.

Strangely enough, the white tiger seems to be very understanding of human nature and never touches the Hami warriors. Sometimes, one or two Hami warriors are dumbfounded and stand still where the white tiger must pass. The white tiger actually dodges to avoid harm.

The Hami people.

After half a cup of tea, the wailing sounds gradually subsided. Except for the accidents of sexual intercourse, all the Wala people were killed in the tiger's mouth. The whole valley was dyed red with blood. There were broken corpses, scurrying horses and broken swords everywhere.

The Hami soldiers shouted in unison: "Tiger saves Hami! Tiger saves Hami!??????"

Although An Rou was captured, when she saw that the white tiger she had been thinking about day and night really appeared in front of her and saved her at the most dangerous moment, she had mixed feelings in her heart and couldn't help but shed tears.

Tuo Huan watched in disbelief as this impossible divine creature was killing him crazily. It was cold-blooded and cruel, coming and going like the wind without losing its grace and naturalness. Its huge size did not affect its flexibility at all. Sometimes the white tiger seemed to be...

Being proficient in the art of war, he did not blindly fight and kill the temporary formations formed by the Wala soldiers. There seemed to be many sophisticated tactics mixed in. What Tuohuan found particularly incomprehensible was that the white tiger only killed the Wala warriors, but was indifferent to the Hami warriors. This

It made him curious, but also gave him a glimmer of hope. Since he was definitely no match for Bai Hu, why not try taking An Rou as a hostage? Maybe Bai Hu would let him go because of this woman?

As soon as the thought of having sex came to mind, but before I could implement it, I felt a blast of cold air. I looked carefully and saw that the white tiger had come closer at some point and was staring at me with its green eyes.

Tuohuan raised his hand, but before he could touch the handle of the knife, the white tiger hit him in the chest with a tiger palm. Tuohuan flew five feet away and passed out. Anrou naturally left his control.

The white tiger stepped forward, looked at the unconscious Tuohuan on the ground, raised his head, opened his bloody mouth, and was about to bite Tuohuan's neck.

"He can't die??????" An Rou was so anxious that she forgot that Bai Hu didn't understand human language and actually shouted.

But what’s even more strange is that Bai Hu seemed to understand, and actually stopped and turned to look at An Rou. At this time, An Rou’s men gathered around An Rou, and the guard chief Amir asked: "Why can't you kill him?"

he?"

Seeing that Bai Hu really understood her words, An Rou's pretty face shone with excitement. She couldn't restrain her excitement and explained to Amir, and at the same time she seemed to be telling Bai Hu: "Although this debauchery deserves death, he

He is the son of Mahar, the leader of Choros tribe, the four major tribes of Oara, and he is also the future heir. Once he is killed, Hami and Oara will have a deep and inextricable hatred."

Then he said softly: "I know that our Hami warriors are not afraid of death, but what happened today is just his personal behavior. If we kill him because of this, although it is natural from a personal point of view, it will affect the entire society."

As for Hami being in danger, as the princess of Hami, I must not bring disaster to Hami for my personal likes and dislikes, so Tuo Huan cannot be killed today. Do you understand?" When she finished speaking, An Rou looked at Bai Hu.

Bai Hu seemed to understand what An Rou said and her painstaking efforts. He turned around and growled at An Rou.

The roar was different from the previous one. It was low, melodious, and full of magnetism. More importantly, because the acupuncture points were not unlocked, An Rou could only be supported by her hands to speak. However, the white tiger's low roar seemed to imply a kind of power. This kind of power

Anrou's meridians vibrated slightly with the rhythm of the whistling sound. Although it was a little itchy, it was indescribably comfortable. Anrou couldn't help closing her eyes and moaning. Only she could experience that wonderful feeling???

???When I opened my eyes again, the meridians all over my body were already unobstructed, and the acupuncture points were naturally unblocked.

An Rou looked again and saw the white tiger lowering his head and biting Tuohuan's clothes, holding Tuohuan in his mouth and walking away.

An Rou suddenly understood Bai Hu's intention, which was to carry Tuo Huan far away in his mouth to prevent him from doing evil again after waking up, or the Hami soldiers couldn't help but kill Tuo Huan.

An Rou enjoyed the feeling of being connected with Bai Hu. When she saw that Bai Hu was about to leave, she couldn't help but shout. This sound was full of affection and sweet, and Bai Hu couldn't help but stop after hearing it and looked back.

An Rou came to Bai Hu's side and stood on tiptoes, but she could only reach Bai Hu's thigh. Bai Hu knelt down and lay on the ground, putting aside the unconscious Tu Huan for the time being.

An Rou walked forward, gently hugged Bai Hu's neck, and pressed her face against Bai Hu's face.

This intimate move shocked Bai Hu, and An Rou jumped, looking into Bai Hu's green eyes with wide eyes.

Suddenly, the golden light in the white tiger's green eyes disappeared, then he turned around and left, never looking back.

Seeing the mighty figure of the white tiger gradually disappearing, Anrou couldn't help but knelt down on the ground, covering her face and crying. These were not tears of pain, but tears of happiness, because in a flash of golden light, Anrou

A figure appeared in front of her eyes. Although it only flashed by, it was already engraved in An Rou's heart. She knew that it was the appearance of the White Tiger God.

After An Rou safely returned to the palace in Hami City, she locked herself in the room without saying a word and ordered that only food be brought in and no one else was allowed to come in and disturb her.

An Rou's brother An Ke was very happy to see his sister back and came to see her in person. He didn't want to hear his sister giving such instructions at the door. Although he felt strange, An Ke had loved his sister since he was a child, and today was no exception.

The next day, An Ke came to An Rou's door after going to court. Seeing that the situation was still the same, although he was a little curious and even a little unhappy, he still respected his sister's request.

On the third day, An Ke felt a little uneasy when he saw that An Rou had locked herself inside. He ordered someone to open the door gently and walked in.

In the center of my sister's boudoir, I saw a portrait as tall as one person. In the painting, a young man was handsome and energetic. Some brushes and paints were placed around the portrait. Looking at the portrait, it seemed that the ink was not dry yet. It must have been just completed.

.

An Rou was not angry when she saw An Ke arriving, but was very happy: "Brother, I was about to go out to find you. I have finished painting here!"

Anke felt relieved when he saw that his sister was safe and sound. He took another look at the portrait and said in surprise: "Huh? Isn't this Blue Moon?"

"Who is Lan Yue?" An Rou asked curiously after hearing what her brother said.

"If I'm not mistaken, this person should be Marquis Jinghai of the Ming Dynasty, named Lan Yue."

"Brother, are you sure? How do you know him?"

"I met him five or six years ago, when he was still young. The person in your painting has a similar face to him, but the temperament is exactly the same. I conclude that they are the same person." Anke added.

Explained: "That year I went on a mission to the grassland and encountered the Ming Dynasty army. Its commander was Lan Yue, Lan Yue's brother. Although Lan Yue was only a thirteen-year-old boy, he had joined the army with his brother and gave me

What makes a particularly profound impression is such a high-spirited temperament. It’s just??????"

"But what's wrong??????" An Rou asked hurriedly when she saw her brother was hesitating and speaking unclearly, as if something bad had happened.

"Later, they defeated the Yuan army in Yu'erhai, so Lan Yue was named Marquis of Jinghai. The so-called Jinghai means to pacify Yu'erhai. Lan Yue was only thirteen years old that year!" An Ke introduced.

, while sighing.

An Rou felt relieved and asked, "How is Lan Yue doing now?"

An Ke looked at An Ju with wide eyes and said, "Don't you know? At the beginning of this year, all the Lan family members were executed by Zhu Yuanzhang!"

"Is Lan Yue dead?" An Rou was nervous for a while, stepped forward and held An Ke's hand tightly with both hands.

"I heard that Lan Yue first escaped from the capital and then sneaked into the capital again to save his family. However, he was discovered by Zhu Yuanzhang and captured. Later, he seemed to be rescued by his friends in the Jianghu. Where he is now is unknown!"
Chapter completed!