Normally, there are only two possibilities for this to happen.

The White Tiger, the divine beast that originally occupied this territory, has either left or died.

After the black cat told Feng Jiao these speculations through sound transmission, Feng Jiao couldn't help but gently stroke the furry head of the little white tiger nested in her arms.

Regardless of whether the little guy was abandoned by his mother for some reason, or his mother left him with hatred, since she picked up this little cute thing, she must raise him well and let him grow into a divine beast that can truly threaten the side, the White Tiger.

Feng Jiao hugged the little white tiger and walked a distance forward, but she couldn't help but be stunned!

Not far away, a strange corpse appeared.

She could tell by its appearance that it was an adult white tiger.

It's just that this overlord who used to be a powerful party is now dead, and his death is miserable and weird everywhere.

Her eyes were wide open, and her eyes were filled with indescribable fear, as if something terrible had happened to her before she died.

The dead white tiger looked very thin and thin, as if all that was left was fur and bones in its body.

This emaciation doesn't look like it's due to illness or hardship, but rather like ......

It's like being sucked dry of the essence and blood of the whole body by someone or something when he is dying!

Feng Jiao just looked at the white tiger's corpse from a distance in surprise, and the black cat jumped off her shoulder at some point, surrounding the white tiger's corpse, carefully looking for clues.

"Hey, come and see! This white tiger has two blood holes in its neck! The black cat shouted at Feng Jiao.

"What did you say?!" Feng Jiao said in surprise, and hurriedly stepped forward with the little white tiger in her arms.

When Feng Jiao walked forward with the little white tiger in her arms, the little guy suddenly began to struggle, with tears in his eyes, looking at the corpse of the adult white tiger, and screaming vigorously.

Feng Jiao was afraid that the little guy would fall to the ground and be hurt if he broke free.

She hurriedly hugged the little guy and put him firmly on the ground.

As soon as the little white tiger fell to the ground, he hurriedly twisted his little butt and ran to the corpse of the young white tiger, crying and whimpering in a low voice of sorrow.

Feng Jiao thought to herself, it seems that the little white tiger came to her by chance after his mother was killed.

Maybe the inexplicable teleportation in the black pine forest also helped the little guy.

Looking at the corpse of the white tiger, especially the two blood holes on her neck, Feng Jiao couldn't help frowning.

This...... It looks a bit like the scars left by zombies or vampires in movies and television works.

Feng Jiao was looking at the body of the white tiger suspiciously, when she heard the serious voice of the black cat next to her: "What is it that can make an adult divine beast white tiger powerless to resist, and use this cruel method to cause such a scar and suck the essence and blood of her whole body." ”

Feng Jiao suddenly thought of something when she heard this: "What can suck blood is not something like a bat in this old forest?" ”

"Heh, just a bat, even if it cultivates to the essence, it is absolutely impossible to be the opponent of an adult white tiger, let alone suck a white tiger alive to drain the essence blood."