Chapter 95: The Dying White Tiger

Hearing that it was the sweet voice of the little sister, Song Nuoyan immediately turned around.

On his feminine and delicate face, there was a habitual doting smile: "How is it?" Did the other party agree?"

"Naturally, I should go down, and I don't look at who I am." Song Yihuan raised his chin, looking very proud.

Seeing her arrogant little appearance, Song Nuoyan reached out and touched her hair: "Okay...... My family is the most happy. ”

"Shall we go back?" Song Yihuan asked as he raised his eyes to look at the carriage not far away.

But I didn't see Uncle Tao in the carriage, and I saw him sitting in the carriage before.

"Roar—"

Just then, from the back of the carriage came the roar of the beast.

When Song Nuoyan and Song Yihuan heard this roar, their faces changed.

They could all hear it being a tiger roar.

Although it sounds a little weak, its roar has a clear threat to it, and it is very dangerous to listen to.

"Uncle Tao!"

Song Nuoyan pulled Song Yihuan, who wanted to come forward to find out, and shouted in the direction of the carriage.

"Young master, don't come here, young lady!"

Uncle Tao's voice sounded from behind the carriage.

"Roar!"

The roar of the tiger became more and more excited, and it was in a state of attacking at any time.

Song Nuoyan pressed Song Yihuan's shoulder and said to her seriously: "Don't move here obediently, I'll take a look." ”

Knowing that he has some kung fu foundation, although he is not as cheap as the big brother, he also has the ability to protect himself.

Song Yihuan nodded in response, and he left with confidence.

When Song Nuoyan cautiously came to the back of the carriage and was about to fight the tiger, when he saw the white tiger who was paralyzed on the ground, with a big hole in his stomach spilling a lot of blood, and obviously had no combat effectiveness, his whole body relaxed.

Knowing that the little sister was curious and liked to join in the fun, he opened his mouth and shouted: "Yihuan, come here, it's okay!" ”

Song Yihuan soon came to the back of the carriage, and the first thing he saw was the cheap second brother, followed by Uncle Tao, who looked like he was facing a great enemy.

The last thing I saw was the white tiger lying on the ground, bleeding all over the ground.

"Roar—"

Although the other party's stomach is broken and looks ready to hang up at any time, it is still very fierce.

At this time, he didn't forget to rush at the three of them, and let out a threatening roar.

Song Nuoyan rubbed his chin, and a bright light suddenly appeared in his eyes staring at the white tiger.

I just heard him say: "This white tiger can't live at first glance, why don't we wait for it to die and sell it?" ”

A white tiger skin is worth a lot of silver.

Uncle Tao seemed to agree with this, and nodded involuntarily.

Song Yihuan looked at the white tiger in front of him, who was obviously not yet an adult, looking at the other party's weak appearance, and his eyes rolled with a fierce light of dying struggle.

She didn't respond to Song's promise.

Seeing that no one objected, Song Nuoyan walked towards the white tiger step by step.

"Whoa, whoa—"

Perhaps sensing the danger, the white tiger stared at Song Nuoyan and let out a low roar at him that was even more angry than before.

Song Nuoyan ignored its threatening voice and was still approaching the white tiger step by step.

Just as he was standing two steps away from the white tiger, he had just bent down to check the white tiger's injuries to see if it could really only wait for death.

"Don't hurt it!"

Just then, an eager voice sounded from a distance.

Song Yihuan, Song Nuoyan, and Uncle Tao raised their heads and looked at the place where the sound came from.

I saw a man dressed in white and with a temperament like a fairy, walking towards them quickly.

The other party's gaze has been glued to the white tiger who was paralyzed on the ground and couldn't move for half a minute.