At that time, it went to see the cubs. Later, they smashed it with stones, and even asked orcs to find it, and burn it to death. It was frightened and turned around and ran away.

Maybe it was the fruit that was lost at that time.

Is that fruit still there?

Xiao Yinhu Hongtong looked in that direction with his eyes blank.

At this time, it was quite a long distance from the tribe, and it was dark and it couldn't see clearly.

It, it wants to go back and see if the fruit is there.

It wants to go back and take a look.

But it is afraid.

It seemed that it could see the sharp fork in front of it, and there was a sharp pain at the tip of its tail.

In the darkness, the little silver tiger sat on the ground, holding its small tail and thinking with its head down.

Finally, it made the decision.

It put its tail back, got up and took a step, and walked towards the tribe.

At night, darkness comes.

Darkness is full of danger and can infinitely amplify the fear in people's hearts.

There is wind blowing around.

Xiao Yinhu's steps were very light, and he walked over step by step.

Its small body was tense, and the word "precaution" was written all over its body.

Suddenly, the wind blew by and the grass blew, causing a slight sound.

Xiao Yinhu was shocked and stood there, not daring to move. His silver eyes widened and he glanced around with vigilance.

It was not until after confirming that there was no one, it was the sound of the wind that Xiao Yinhu breathed a sigh of relief, raised his chest with his front paws to soothe his beating heart.

It took a while before it took another step.

This time, it walked smoothly and came to the place where it first saw the cubs.

But it did not go out, but hid in the grass and looked in that direction.

The cold moonlight tilted, and the little silver tiger could see the scene not far away.

The orcs in the tribe seemed to be back in the cave, and no one was outside, quietly.

Its vision fell on that place, and it turned out to be seen a small round thing there.

The little silver tiger's eyes lit up. Is it its fruit?

It must be.

Xiao Yinhu was very happy. He walked around the place several times, his tail swaying, like a happy puppy.

It is going to get the fruit back.

Xiao Yinhu thought so and did the same.

It looked at the tribe vigilantly again, and after confirming that there were no orcs, it quickly took a quick step towards the direction of the fruit.

Under the moonlight, the little guy's steps were very happy.

Finally, it walked to the round thing and looked down.

It was indeed its lost fruit.

Xiao Yinhu was very happy. He grabbed the fruit with his front paws, stuffed it into his abdomen, and turned around and was about to leave.

It knows that it must leave here quickly and cannot be discovered.

Otherwise you will be burned to death.

But the moment it turned around, a sound suddenly sounded.

"I just knew that you didn't leave. You dare to come back and wait for burning to death."

Xiao Yinhu looked up and saw a few orcs suddenly jumping out. Their figures dilated in Xiao Yinhu's pupils...

...

"Burn it to death, burn it to death."

"It is a cursed cub. It will not cause disaster to our tribe if it is burned to death."

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The next day, a silver baby tiger was tied up in the middle of the firewood pile, surrounded by orcs.

Whether it was a female orc, a male orc, or a cub, they were all clamoring to burn the cub to death.

Last night, Xiao Yinhu was still caught.

I was locked up all night, and now it's the next day, and I'm going to be burned to death.

The little Yinhu was tied up, and his silver pupils were filled with fear that could not be controlled, and his little body was shaking slightly.

Its two front paws were still holding the fruit.

It whistled softly, its voice aggrieved and pitiful, but no orc paid attention to it.

At this time, the priest of the tribe shouted loudly: "Light the fire and sacrifice to the gods."

The torch was suddenly thrown into the pile of firewood, and the little silver tiger was forced to lie on the pile of firewood, and could feel the heat of the flames.

"Aowu, aowu..." Mother, where are you, the baby is afraid.

"Aowu, aowu..."

The little silver tiger kept crying in a low voice, but the fire still spread in its direction.
Chapter completed!