All forces rushed towards the battle between Sima Rui and Tuoba Zhege.

For a moment, the mountains were filled with murderous aura, lethal moves and desperate attacks, and everyone ignored the mythical beast, the white tiger.

However, Lan Qingyu had Mo Yao, a human flying vehicle, whose speed was a little faster than that of ordinary people, so as soon as she arrived, she saw the battle between Sima Rui and Tuoba Zhege.

The first thing Zhuque did when he arrived here was to look for where the White Tiger was.

"Have you found it?" Lan Qingyu asked softly as she watched Sima Rui and Tuoba Zhege fighting fiercely.

Suzaku nodded solemnly, "White Tiger is right here."

Mo Yao looked at Lan Qingyu from the side and said, "Go find Baihu. I'll watch over you. There are a lot of people around here. You need to move faster."

Lan Qingyu also knew that if he was slow, the white tiger would not be his. The same white tiger would also be fought over by many people, and both would suffer losses.

"I understand. You should be careful too." Lan Qingyu's face was cold, with a hint of worry.

Mo Yao's eyes sparkled with dazzling brilliance, "Little Feather, are you worried about me?"

Lan Qingyu glanced at the two people who were fighting fiercely, and said, "Yes, I'm worried about you, so it's best if nothing happens."

Mo Yao smiled evilly and stroked Lan Qingyu's hair. He said, "Little Feather, don't worry. They are nothing to me. They have no killing power at all. You should go find Baihu now. Baihu's condition is not very good now."

Lan Qingyu pursed her lips, "Okay!"

Then Lan Qingyu and Zhuque went to look for Baihu. With Zhuque's help, the time it took Lan Qingyu to find Baihu was greatly reduced.

When Lan Qingyu and Zhuque saw the situation of the divine beast white tiger, their eyes welled up with tears.

Not only was the divine beast, the white tiger, locked in an iron cage, covered in wounds and with a weak breath, he now looked extremely miserable.

The iron cage was upside down on a sharp stone, with the white tiger's abdomen just against the sharp stone, and bright red blood flowing down the sharp stone.

The white tiger, which was already in a very tragic state and was already dying, now looked extremely weak at this moment, as if it would die in the next second.

"Second brother!" Zhuque walked to the side of Baihu, looked at the dying Baihu in the iron cage, and called softly.

Baihu opened his eyes listlessly and saw Suzaku who was so close to him. He was happy to see his old friend appear, but he was already exhausted. The previous practice with Suzaku had consumed all his energy, and now he had no strength to speak.

No, I don't even have the strength to open my eyes.

Zhuque felt very sad, thinking back to when the four brothers followed the Goddess of Feathers and traveled all over the Aotian Continent, and now they were scattered everywhere, he couldn't bear to look at their miserable situation.

"Second brother, third brother is here to save you, you must hold on!" Zhuque whispered in Baihu's ear.

Lan Qingyu took a breath and walked to the white tiger. Her white hands reached deep into the iron cage. She looked at the white tiger carefully and tenderly and said, "Mystical beast, white tiger, I am Lan Qingyu. I am here to save you. You must hold on. Don't let Suzaku be sad. Don't let those who hurt you go unpunished. Do you hear me?"

When Baihu heard Lan Qingyu's voice, a strange yet familiar voice, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Lan Qingyu, staring at her without blinking.

"Okay!" He uttered this word with difficulty, and then fainted.

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