Demons are hard to deal with: husband, don't touch me

In order to save the villagers together and let the villagers go first, Bai Su's father stayed and was finally taken away by the tiger. Now his whereabouts are unknown and his life and death are uncertain.

After hearing what the villagers said, Bai Su thought for a moment. She immediately went into the mountain alone and asked the villagers who came to report to tell Huang Chunxiang and Fengli not to worry about her. She came back immediately after saving her father. In her heart, it was better to go to the mountain to face the tiger than to stay in the same room with Fengli. Besides, her mana is restored now. Those tigers are a piece of cake for her. They can be solved easily.

When Feng Li knew, Bai Su had gone into the mountain.

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Deep in the mountains.

According to what the villagers said, Bai Su quickly found the place where the accident happened, where there was still a large pool of blood.

The sky gradually darkened and the moon quietly rose. Bai Su looked for the past according to the footprints of the tiger and the blood stains left along the road. Although the man was not her father, after all, for so many years, who could be ruthless and didn't want to have an accident with Bai Su's father.

Deep in the woods, by the stream.

A large group of silvery white "things" lay there motionless, very eye-catching.

Bai Su inadvertently saw it. After looking at it from a distance, he curiously walked over and found that it was a man lying on the ground.

The people lying on the ground were dressed in silver white clothes and long silver hair. It was incredible. It was another kind of beauty different from the dust of relegated immortals in the upper Qing Dynasty and the demon like Fengli, which was difficult to describe in words.

Gradually, Bai Su was stunned and couldn't bear to wake him up.

For a long time, Bai Su slightly frowned and vaguely felt something wrong. The white haired man didn't seem to be sleeping, but more like a coma. "Young master, wake up? Childe, are you okay? Childe... "

The white haired man did not respond and remained motionless.

Bai Su was worried. After shaking the white haired man gently, she reached out to feel the pulse for the white haired man. She also knew some medical skills.

Judging from the pulse, the white haired man was nothing different. Bai Su changed his hand, but he still couldn't see the problem. He couldn't see why the white haired man was unconscious, so he called again, "young master, wake up! Childe... "

The white haired man still did not respond. His thick long eyelashes, such as the wings of a butterfly, perched quietly on his eyelids, breathing gently and gently.

Bai Su was also worried that Bai Fu, who was taken away by the tiger, could not stay here for a long time, but he could not die. He kept the white haired man in a coma and fed the beast here.

After thinking about it, she looked around and found that there was a cave not far away in front of her. Bai Su immediately ordered the unconscious white haired man to float up, took the white haired man into the cave, and then changed some firewood to light it. She was sure to settle down the white haired man before leaving, and went to continue looking for Bai Fu who was taken away by the tiger.

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Fengli took Dilian and other five people into the mountain to find Bai su.

"Lord, this is for you. It's a good thing." On the way, Feng Yi suddenly took out a small colored porcelain vase and handed it to Feng Li. He shook the folding fan to cover his mouth and smiled.

"What?" Feng Li stretched out her hand and took a strange look and looked up and down. Di Lianfeng and Yi have been following him for many years. Although they are called subordinates, they are sometimes similar to their brothers.

"What I gave to the Lord is a good thing." When there were no outsiders, several people called Fengli "Lord".