Seeing that the white tiger beast became more and more fierce and the frequency of shaking its head became more and more intense, how could Beiming Yexuan listen to her again.

He flew towards her quickly, but when the white tiger beast saw Beiming Yexuan, he moved towards it with a cold murderous intent.

Its head shook even more violently, and the thick rope hanging around its neck swayed higher.

Feng Yunmo didn't dare to move, holding on to the thick rope with both hands.

He glared at Beiming Yexuan angrily: "If you don't want me to die, just go down."

Beiming Yexuan suddenly stopped and floated in mid-air, looking at the person swaying left and right with the rope. His heart was swaying along with the rope, and he could not settle down no matter what.

But seeing that the white tiger beast became irritable because of his arrival, he had to stop.

At this time, Meng Linjun ran over and stood on the ground, looking up at Beiming Yexuan and the white tiger beast.

He said loudly to Beiming Yexuan: "The Lord is its master, and it will not hurt her. All the memories of the white tiger beast will be rewinded at the moment of its incarnation, but it will soon think of the Lord.

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Beiming Yexuan retreated to the ground, raised his head, and locked his eyes tightly on Feng Yunmo.

Her limbs were tightly wrapped around the rope. Sometimes the white tiger beast looked up to the sky and roared, sometimes it lowered its head and shook it two or three times. Every time it swung, its limbs would stomp hard on the ground.

The ground cracked terribly, and the Demonic Palace and the Demonic City collapsed due to the pressure of the white tiger beast.

Mao Ling collapsed due to the attack of the white tiger beast and was dying.

However, Feng Yunmo still climbed up tenaciously. As long as the white tiger beast raised its head and howled, she would use her best skills to climb up.

Until she climbed onto the back of the white tiger beast.

She knelt on its huge back, with one hand tightly pulling the rope around the neck of the white tiger beast, and with the other hand, she gently stroked its hair, and said in the ear of the white tiger beast: "Xiao Bai

, Xiaobai, I'm here, please be good and obedient, otherwise, I won't want you anymore."

——Otherwise, I won’t want you!

That gentle word, with its complex emotions, once wrapped around its heart.

The turbulent wars that year caused the entire city to flow with blood.

It used to be so afraid of such words.

The woman faced it with a haggard face, and it vaguely remembered that the blood-stained hand gently touched its forehead.

She still remembers that short sentence. It took her a full century to say it, and then she used her last bit of strength to send it away.

When it woke up again, more than five hundred years had passed.

This moment is no longer the day when the war between heaven and earth took place.

But five hundred years later, it is still alive.

But what about the old friend?

Where are its friends?

Where is its owner?

Where is its home?

The white tiger beast raised its head and roared, wisps of white light spitting out from its open mouth, and each light ball rushed into the sky.

Hatred made its sapphire blue eyes dyed as red as blood.

Even the white fangs turned red.

It still couldn't calm down its mood, but it was not as violent and turbulent as before.

Its limbs slowly knelt down, and its head continued to make kneeling movements.

It pays homage to the original owner who has disappeared—Feng Ji!
Chapter completed!