Another tribe member was called to work voluntarily, and this time he was asked to bring a hoe and other items.

Xia cicada lay on the bamboo bed to rest, and somehow, she tossed and turned but couldn't sleep.

When he closed his eyes, Baihu looked at her with blood and sadness, as if he was asking for help from her.

The demon is blocked, how could such a ferocious King of the Forest ask her for help?

But she just couldn't sleep.

The moonlight tonight is as bright as water, and there are still many busy things at the foot of the forest. Shangguan Xu is making his last step, which is to prepare firewood to set fire to the mountains.

The corn's tall pole swayed in the wind, and the summer cicadas quietly emerged.

Passing through the bamboo forest is the other side of the Nanshan Mountain. There is no road, and it is very difficult to walk on all the big stones. Shangguan Xu did not arrange officers and soldiers to guard it here. He probably thought that this side was a cliff and the white tiger would not escape from here.

Lala weed vines climbed up, and when they got to a higher place, they took out their night vision goggles to observe the movements on the other side of the mountain.

The fire was bright there, and the tribe members were driven to dig a huge pit.

She thought she understood Shangguan Xu's intention and left only one exit for the White Tiger, and as long as it came out, it would fall into the trap.

When she looked down, she was also cold. The officers and soldiers had already started to come to the place where she climbed up, and firewood was also placed.

A bloody smell came. When I looked up and saw that the white tiger was half-sinking in the darkness, he looked at her quietly, as if it was waiting for her.

Xia Chan's scalp numb and they confronted each other quietly for a while.

The white tiger stood up and looked at her for a while and walked in.

Xia Chan hesitated for a while, but still climbed up.

There was a hole there, quite wide. Baihu was waiting for her there, looking inside without any intention of hurting her.

Seeing that she came, it walked inside again.

Xia Chan didn't dare to be careless, put on the headlight, took out the electric baton in the space and held it tightly. The electric baton was very powerful and should be able to give it a corona.

But seeing it limping, blood dripping from where it walked, it seemed like it was seriously injured.

The light shone on its belly and saw a long wound that dyed the white hair a bloody red color.

The winding holes are deep, narrow and long, and it still has to be very difficult to squeeze through in some places.

After leaving for some time, the White Tiger seemed to become increasingly weak and powerless.

When the summer cicada smelled the strong smell of fireworks, Shangguan Xu had already started setting fire to the mountains.

"Where do you want to take me? If you want to live, I think you should escape as soon as possible and avoid places without fire." That is the most dangerous thing.

The white tiger roared lowly, but still moved upwards.

There was a bright feeling in front of her, and the cold moonlight was vaguely visible. That place was the first time she was closest to the White Tiger, and she almost sent her head to its mouth.

Further up is a huge cave, which is incredibly large, with pointed stalactites everywhere. She also saw huge roots of crape myrtle flowers, with tangled roots surrounding the huge rocks. There was a small lake under the roots.

It was slightly shiny, and the overflowing water flowed down the lower place.

The white tiger stopped when he walked there, lowered his head and drank a big sip of water there. Xia Chan saw with sharp eyes that it seemed to be better.

"Spiritual Spring?"

Naturally, Baihu would not answer her words, but just stretched out his claws and pointed at the lake and pointed at her.

She saw a bead as big as a fist in the lake, and the light in the lake came from it.
Chapter completed!