"Why did you abandon me in the first place? Why?"

After a moment, Mr. Tiger's eyes suddenly turned red, his expression distorted, and he roared into the air in front of him: "I'm going to tear you apart alive, ah..."

The next moment, Tiger King roared angrily, and the five fingers of his hands turned into tiger claws, and he rushed towards a dead tree, piercing the dead tree with both hands.

It seemed that it was not a tree, but an enemy with whom he had a blood feud.

Then, as if the tiger still couldn't understand his hatred, he used his hands outward and tore the dead tree in half. He kept waving his claws and tore the dead tree into countless pieces.

While tearing apart, Tiger King roared hysterically: "Kill you, tear you apart, make you abandon me, make you don't want me, hahaha..."

After completely tearing the dead tree into pieces, Mr. Tiger couldn't help but roared to the sky and laughed "haha".

Just smiling, laughing, Mr. Tiger hugged his head again, squatted on the ground, and began to cry, feeling sad and mournful.

Like a wild beast abandoned by its parents, lonely, helpless and desperate.

But the Painted Man and the Lame Immortal on the side seemed to be deaf to Tiger Lord's actions, still looking at the black lotus in the sky dreamily.

Just slowly, the body of the painter began to tremble, and his already pale face became even paler, like a flawless white paper.

"No... don't come here, I'm not afraid of you..."

Suddenly, the painted-skin master screamed, and several painted-skin puppets surrounding him rushed in all directions, smashing the surrounding trees, flowers, grass, and rocks into pieces.

But after a few breaths, the painted skin puppets shattered for no apparent reason.

"No... don't come here, I don't want to kill you... At worst, I will give you your skin back..."

At the same time, the painting-skinned boy screamed in horror, rolled and crawled away and fled away, still with the graceful demeanor he had just now.

The painted-skinned boy tore at his own face as he ran.

With every pull, a piece of human skin was torn off like a piece of clothing along the center of the eyebrow.

The human skin that was torn off squirmed strangely, like a living thing, and then turned towards the painted boy himself.

Extremely weird.

As for the remaining lame fairy, he sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at the empty ground, his eyes shining and his face smiling.

The next moment, the lame fairy rubbed his hands, grabbed a handful of rotten human-faced peach blossoms from the ground, and stuffed them into his mouth.

After stuffing it into his mouth, Lame Fairy chewed it slowly with a look of satisfaction on his face.

After chewing the peach blossoms with human faces, the Lame Fairy picked up a dead branch from the ground, put it to his mouth and bit it hard, chewing it as if it was not a dead branch but some big fish and meat.

Then, the Lame Fairy acted as if he was possessed by a demon, and kept stuffing dead branches, rotten leaves, soil and stones on the ground into his mouth. Even though his belly had swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, the Lame Fairy seemed not to notice, as if

Those dead branches, rotten leaves, soil and stones are like rare delicacies in the world.

After about ten breaths, a clear and crisp sound suddenly sounded in the peach forest. The sound was rapid and rhythmic, as if it had a magical power.

When the sound rang out, the sobbing Tiger Lord, the Painted-skinned Master running away in embarrassment, and the Lame Fairy who kept eating dead branches and leaves all stopped at the same time.

Then, an inexplicable look flashed in the eyes of the three people. They first looked around, then seemed to remember what they had just done, and their faces became very ugly.

The painted skin master waved his hand, and the painted skins that were rushing towards him stopped, and then they were put back on him one by one like clothes.

The lame fairy was desperately picking at the dead branches, rotten leaves, dirt and rocks in his mouth with his fingers, tears and runny nose streaming down his face, and his face was ashen.

Tiger Lord calmly wiped away the tears on his face, looked around with vigilance, and said sternly: "Who is it? Come out!"

"Oh... I have saved the lives of three of you. Didn't the three of you even say thank you?" A lazy and uninhibited voice came from the depths of the peach forest.

"Stop pretending and come out, otherwise don't blame me for being rude?" Mr. Hu snorted coldly and said impatiently.

The Painted Skin Master and the Lame Fairy also stared coldly at the direction from which the sound came.

"Okay, okay, it's hard to be a good person these days."

Accompanied by a lazy voice, a young man slowly walked out from behind a peach tree.

The man is wearing a pink robe, with a charming appearance, and a peach blossom on his head. The peach blossom is in full bloom, making the man even more charming and charming.

If it weren't for the other person's voice and the rolling up and down Adam's apple, anyone would have thought that the other person was a young woman, not a man.

At this time, there was a wooden fish floating next to the man. On top of the wooden fish, a pink little girl sat cross-legged. The little girl held a drumstick that was slightly larger than herself in both hands, pouting her little mouth and spitting.

Tongue, panting.

Obviously, the buzzing sound just now came from this wooden fish.

"May I ask who you are?"

The painter's brows wrinkled imperceptibly. He always thought that the other party was hiding somewhere in the distance, but he didn't expect that the other party was right under his nose, and he didn't even notice it.

The key is that he cannot see the depth of the man and does not know him.

"My name is Xie Taohua. I was passing by here and saw something strange on the top of the mountain, so I stopped by to have a look."

Xie Taohua blinked, with a pair of peach blossom eyes, moist and attractive: "Then, I saw one of you laughing and crying, one running away in embarrassment, and the other eating dead branches and leaves, so I stopped by to take a look."

"Then, seeing that it's no longer possible for you to continue like this, I'll save your lives by the way."

"You're welcome. I like helping others the most."

The three of them, Painted Skin Young Master, Lame Immortal, and Tiger Lord, looked at each other, feeling even more afraid of Xie Taohua.

Xie Taohua seemed to have seen what the three of them were thinking, and said lazily: "Don't worry, if I wanted to do you harm, I would have done it while you were in the illusion, and I wouldn't have waited until now."

"Haha... Then thank you brother for your life-saving grace." The painted-skinned young man cupped his hands.

"No, no need." Xie Taohua shook her head, then seemed to remember something, licked her lips, and said curiously: "But, if you really want to thank me, just give me what you just saw in the illusion.

Just tell me."

"I'm very curious. You, a tall and thick man, are crying like a child. You are running around the mountains as if you have seen a ghost. You are even more interesting. Why do you eat those dead branches and leaves, dirt and rocks?

The pieces are quite delicious, are they really that delicious?"

"Boy, what do you mean? Do you want to see our jokes?" Mr. Tiger's eyes were unkind, and a hint of displeasure flashed quickly on the faces of the Painted Man and the Lame Fairy, but it was very vague.

Thinking of what happened just now, the three of them looked a little gloomy.

The illusion they just saw was not just an illusion of flowers in the mirror, but also the secret in their hearts.

Tiger Lord is an orphan who was abandoned by his parents since childhood and was raised by tigers, so his heart is full of resentment towards his parents who abandoned him.
Chapter completed!