The white tiger watched Xia Fan fall from the sky and rush towards him, as if he knew that he was powerless to resist, he roared in despair, and reluctantly looked at the little white rabbit not far away, and suddenly closed his eyes slowly, as if waiting for death!

There was a trace of slaughter in the fresh air, Xia Fan was about to kill the beast for the first time, and he began to fantasize about who would write an article about Xia Fan fighting the tiger in the future, it would really be famous for eternity, thinking of this, it was difficult to hide the excitement on his face.

"Whew..."

The grass around the white tiger's body swayed violently with a strong palm wind, but just when the white tiger was about to die in Xia Fan's hands.

"Woo ......"

I saw that the little white rabbit staring at this place not far away suddenly screamed miserably, rushed to the white tiger as if flying, jumped on the white tiger in the blink of an eye, blocked in front of Xia Fan's palm, raised his head without hesitation, and stared at Xia Fan with beautiful blood-red eyes, Xia Fan was shocked, could it be that this little white rabbit actually wanted to use its weak white body to resist his palm? But for it, how could this almost earth-destroying power be stopped by a small rabbit?

Xia Fan's heart trembled violently, and he suddenly understood that this little rabbit was going to live and die with the white tiger!

Xia Fan saw this touching scene with his own eyes for the first time, and suddenly remembered the scene when he and Wen Sifan held the sword together in the laboratory, how could he not be like this?

Xia Fan is just a sixteen-year-old ordinary teenager, he will also be moved by compassion, and he is also a kind child, knowing what is right and wrong, what is good and what is evil, and all the things that have been left behind in an instant, at this critical moment, Xia Fan has only one thought in his mind, that is, how to quickly withdraw his strength.

Xia Fan shouted eagerly, "Get out of the way." ”

But the white tiger gasped and seemed to be powerless to dodge, and the little white rabbit was unwilling to leave the white tiger as if he were dead.

The surging palm power is like an arrow in the string, Xia Fan's cultivation is not yet proficient, how can it be so easy to achieve the point of retracting and releasing spiritual power freely, but Xia Fan told himself that this palm will be withdrawn even if he is desperate, and he can't hurt them in the slightest.

Listening to the sound of "bang" falling to the ground, the white tiger and the little white rabbit were not injured at all, but Xia Fan fell to the ground solidly.

Xia Fan never thought that the power of this spiritual power was terrifying, poof, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and his mind was blank in an instant, and all the spiritual power of his body became extremely disordered in the meridians in an instant, and the lotus-shaped meridians of the Holy Fire Technique in his body were reversed, and his internal organs were all hit hard in an instant, and his head was immediately blank, and he fell beside the white tiger.

While there was still a sense of consciousness, Xia Fan forced his body and smiled with relief, and said with difficulty: "It's okay... OK... You're all right. But as soon as he finished speaking, his eyes turned black and he immediately fainted.

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As the sun sets, the last rays of the sun are about to dissipate.

Outside the cave.

Gao Wenshan watched the sky gradually darken, but Xia Fan went out all day and didn't come back, and thought: "Why hasn't this kid come back yet?" Even if he didn't find the tiger, then he should have come back, isn't it too serious to be angry with me?"

After Xia Fan left, Gao Wenshan looked at the young man in white who was still unconscious in the cave, and he was idle, so he went out to find some new herbs to help the young man in white change the medicine, and saw that the wound had initially healed, and his pale face had improved greatly, but there was still no sign of waking up. Gao Wenshan smiled happily at this time: "It's thanks to your life." ”

I thought to myself, it is probably estimated that it will only be a matter of one or two days for this young man in white to wake up, but after waking up, he knows that he has lost half of his cultivation, and what will happen is none of his business with Gao Wenshan.

Gao Wenshan saw that Xia Fan had not returned for a long time, and he didn't know how many times he looked outside the cave. When the moon rose, he didn't see Xia Fan come back, after all, he couldn't rest assured, the Three Realms Mountain Range was too vast, and he couldn't be confident enough to ensure that Xia Fan was not in danger at all, so he quickly grabbed a few handfuls of branches connected to lush leaves, and carefully covered the entrance of the cave to prevent him from being accidentally hit by wild beasts and find here.

Gao Wenshan did all this, and hurriedly searched for it along the route Xia Fan had left.

But the forest is only covered with towering trees that cover the sky and the sun, the light is extremely dim, Gao Wenshan doesn't know how long he has walked, he can hardly see any trace of Xia Fan, he can't help but feel tight, and said to himself: "Xiao Fan, don't have an accident, you promised to be a teacher, but you haven't done anything." ”

Gao Wenshan ran like crazy, looking for Xia Fan's traces everywhere, and the roars of beasts that sounded from time to time in the forest seemed to be far and near.

"Xiao Fan, Xia Fan, stinky boy, where are you?".

Gao Wenshan couldn't see Xia Fan everywhere, and finally panicked, his face was full of worry, and he shouted Xia Fan's name loudly, startling the indescribable bird that perched on the tree.

The deep night of the Three Realms Mountain Range also seemed to be extremely unstable, and the green light that flashed from time to time in the trees and grass was eerie.

The moonlight also slowly faded, and the dawn dawned quietly.

Gao Wenshan ran all night, shouted all night, worried all night, his throat was dry and bitter, his eyes were red, he was extremely irritable, and his mood fell to the freezing point. Gao Wenshan was just sitting on the grass like a dying old man at this moment, in this life, he had never been so panicked, it turned out that the simple young man was the closest person in his heart at this moment.

Gao Wenshan did not want to give up, took a short rest, picked up, and began to continue to expand the search area around the cave. The light in the forest was much brighter than at night, and Gao Wenshan searched for a long time, only to find a pool of blood under a big tree, and he was startled, becoming more and more worried, and shouted hoarsely: "Xiaofan, where are you?"

Gao Wenshan stared at the pool of blood for a long time, and a huge mark was pressed out of the surrounding grass, and he thought: "Did Xiao Fan meet a fierce beast? Wasn't he injured by a wild beast? But looking at the size of this fierce beast, it should not pose a threat to Xiao Fan, but this blood stain is clearly human blood, is there anyone else in this forest? Could it be that there are other changes?"

At this time, Gao Wenshan suddenly remembered the white-clothed young man who was still lying in the cave, and was startled, and said in his heart: "Don't meet the wicked!"

Gao Wenshan thought about it, but it was the worst outcome, and it seemed that he could only wait for the young man in white to wake up and ask about the situation.

Gao Wenshan quickly got up and galloped towards the direction of the cave, to see if there was any way to make the young man in white wake up early.

The old man muttered: "Xiao Fan, don't worry, if you are killed, the master will have to let them be buried with him even if he fights for his life!"