Hearing Hu Yang's voice outside the cave, Bai Hu hurriedly glanced at Xiao Yang, and saw that Xiao Yang was not awakened, he was still asleep, so he couldn't help but let go of his heart, and at the same time said to himself with some pity: "The flood is very exciting, but the flood is also very dangerous, Qingyang has also suffered enough, and finally relaxed, so don't let people wake him up." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

After muttering to himself, the white tiger waved his tiger claws, arranged an enchantment ban around Xiao Yang, isolated the sound outside, and gave Xiao Yang an absolutely quiet space, and then got up from the stone bed and walked out of the cave.

Outside the cave, a fur-clad and honest man was wandering anxiously there, this person was the Huyang prince of the White Tiger clan.

Prince Huyang and White Tiger are not father and son, the reason why they can become the prince of the White Tiger clan is because since the ancient three clans fought for hegemony and the battle between the Dao and the Devil, the White Tiger clan has been in a slump, even after hundreds of millions of years of recuperation, people are very rare, and they have never recovered, and among this rare clan, Prince Huyang is the most talented, which is why he was strongly supported by Baihu and pushed him to the throne.

Now, the White Tiger clan has occupied a vast area in the west, and at this time, Prince Huyang, who was originally dealing with things in the clan, suddenly came here to ask to see the White Tiger, and with a very anxious expression, it was obvious that there was something important to ask.

When he was out of the cave mansion, Bai Hu also guessed that Prince Huyang must have something important to come here, otherwise he would not dare to disturb him.

So when the white tiger arrived outside the cave, he looked at the anxious and wandering prince of Huyang, and didn't say much, his expression was serious, and he asked directly: "What is the important thing you are here?"

Of course, at this time, the voice of the white tiger was not a soft cat, but the masculine voice of the majestic man.

When Prince Huyang heard the question, he first held back his anxious emotions and bowed respectfully, and then said his intention with a worried face.

"Patriarch, the Qilin clan has completely retreated, and the human race has also embarked on the right path with the support of the six saints, and has begun to operate in the middle of the flood wilderness, so Hu Yang is worried in his heart, in another few hundred or thousands of years, and the human race will completely take root in the middle of the flood wilderness, and the six saints are afraid that they will send troops to attack, and then, patriarch, where should our White Tiger clan go? ”

Obviously, the last Kunlun battle was defeated by the five clans, and the Qilin clan was forced to retreat, a result that made Huyang feel deeply uneasy.

He knew that when the Six Saints digested the middle of the Flood Desolation, they would definitely spread out and attack in all directions, and their White Tiger Clan would inevitably have to compete head-on with the Six Saints.

This contest may not be as restrained as in Kunlun, this contest will be a contest of life and death, the dead are certain, and Huyang is not afraid of the dead, but the problem is that the White Tiger clan is scarce, and he is afraid that the White Tiger clan will suffer too much damage in this contest, and even to the verge of extinction, then he is really a sinner for eternity.

So thinking of this, Hu Yang hurriedly came to Mount Meru to ask the White Tiger for instructions, perhaps to let the White Tiger think of a way, at least not to let the White Tiger clan go extinct.

Of course, this is Prince Huyang's overthinking, and one day when the white tiger is there, the white tiger will not let the white tiger clan go extinct.

Therefore, for Hu Yang, who came here in a panic to ask for instructions, the white tiger said impatiently: "What are you talking about? Are we still afraid that the White Tiger clan will not succeed?

Hu Yang was said to his heart, his honest face couldn't help but show traces, and his expression was even more worried, he was really worried about such a thing, so he came to Mount Meru to find the white tiger.

The White Tiger glanced at him, saw the clue, and couldn't help but be furious: "They dare! If the Six Saints really dare to do this, let their minions do anything wrong, and really dare to destroy my White Tiger Clan, my White Tiger will not care much about it, and I will die together, the White Tiger Clan has just been wiped out with the front foot, and I will let Luo Throat come out with the hind foot, and the world will be destroyed, and the end of the calamity will be the end of the calamity, who is afraid of whom?"

said so, but the white tiger who calmed down thought about it, and was afraid that if there was a case, the white tiger clan was really wiped out like this, then it would be too late for him to regret it.

So after speaking, he thought about it, looked at the silent Huyang, and said with a long sigh: "That's it, I wanted him to sleep well, but now I want to wake him up, it's time for you to contact him, after all, I have long wanted to hand over the White Tiger Clan to him, I believe that he will take good care of the White Tiger Clan, with him, and me, the White Tiger Clan will never be extinct, hum, if anyone has that thought, even the saint must weigh it." ”

When the prince of Huyang heard this, he first breathed a sigh of relief, and he did not feel angry at all because he was deprived of the identity of the person in charge of the White Tiger clan, he only felt that his whole body was relaxed, after all, the declining White Tiger clan was really difficult to resist, a negligence, those who coveted the accumulation of countless years of the White Tiger clan moved their hands and feet, making Huyang unguardable.

Then, he glanced at the white tiger suspiciously, and he didn't know who he was talking about, and even the saint was a little more afraid.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration appeared in his mind, and a name appeared in Hu Yang's mind, this person he guessed made Hu Yang's body shock, and said in his heart: "If the patriarch said that he is that person, maybe no one really dares to fight the crooked brains of the White Tiger Clan, and he does have the qualifications to make the saint jealous." ”

Bai Hu glanced at Hu Yang, who was trembling in his body, and knew that he had already guessed, so he no longer concealed it, and said: "That's right, as you think, it's him, I already have plans to entrust the White Tiger clan to him, now, maybe it's time, he is now in the cave, you come with me." ”

At this moment, Hu Yang completely put his mind at ease, and he was no longer so worried about the future of the White Tiger Clan, after all, that person had only been out of the customs for a few hundred years, and he had already controlled the Heavenly Court, and it could even be said that he had been able to suppress the flood, so it would be no problem for him to protect the White Tiger Clan.

Therefore, Hu Yang easily followed the white tiger into the White Tiger Cave, he did not look around the White Tiger Cave, but stared straight at Xiao Yang who fell asleep on the stone table, only then did he breathe a long sigh of relief, completely relieved, the White Tiger clan finally found a way out.

"Hmph!" Bai Hu glanced at Hu Yang, who was relaxed, and snorted coldly: "If it weren't for your lack of courage, there are no talented clansmen in the clan, I wouldn't have cultivated Qingyang more than 10,000 years ago and planned for the clansmen early." ”

"Yes, yes, yes. Huyang honestly agreed: "It's still the patriarch who is far-sighted and has long expected today." ”

Looking at the honest and flattering Huyang, the white tiger also knew that the white tiger clan had declined, no wonder Huyang, if he didn't think too much about choosing the western guard, the tired white tiger clan also survived in the west.

The West is barren, the spirituality of heaven and earth is greatly lost, and the people born here are rare, and this is why the White Tiger clan has not given birth to an outstanding person for hundreds of millions of years, so that in the West to recuperate for hundreds of millions of years, the White Tiger clan is still half-dead, can only rely on the White Tiger's aftermath to survive, and even now born can not fully control the entire West, compared to the Dragon Clan, the Phoenix Clan, the Qilin Clan, and even the Xuanwu Clan are much worse.

Thinking of this, Bai Hu couldn't help but sigh deeply, and was in no mood to reprimand Hu Yang, turned his head to look at Xiao Yang, who was still asleep, and waved his tiger claws, relieved Xiao Yang's prohibition, and then called softly: "Boy, wake up, wake up." ”

Xiao Yang actually woke up when Bai Hu and Hu Yang came in, but when he saw Bai Hu and Hu Yang talking about something, he was embarrassed to interrupt and pretended to be asleep.

Of course, there was a ban set by the white tiger, and Xiao Yang didn't hear what the white tiger and Hu Yang said, at this time, the white tiger withdrew the ban and called him again, Xiao Yang pretended to be woken up, yawned for a long time, squinted and pretended to find out the existence of Hu Yang, and asked the white tiger with a smile: "Who is this? I heard that apart from me, even the guide Zhun Ti of the year failed to enter your cave mansion, why did you bring this in?"

"He's Huyang. The white tiger glanced at him, and without waiting for Xiao Yang to act exaggeratedly and say something that he had been looking up for a long time, if he was fortunate to be lucky, he said straight to the point: "He came here to ask for help, but you also know that I am now being taken into custody and watched, and I can't intervene, so I want you to help and take care of the White Tiger family, do you agree?"

After speaking, the white tiger stared at Xiao Yang tightly, waiting for Xiao Yang's answer, Xiao Yang's answer will also verify whether the effort he has spent on Xiao Yang for more than ten thousand years is really worth it. (To be continued.) )