At this time, a white fox walked out from his side. White fox orcs are usually smaller than tigers, but the size of the white fox was almost the same as that of the white tiger. There was a striking red scratch on its snow-white forehead, as bright as cinnabar...
It walked with graceful steps and stood beside the white tiger, looking calm, as if it had not been affected by the ancient beastman form at all.
Several people were stunned and couldn't help but look at the white fox twice.
The Danmu tribe is a tiger tribe and there are no white foxes. This person is not from their Danmu tribe.
There is also a human figure on the back of the white tiger.
The man sat astride the white tiger's back, his slender legs hanging on both sides of the tiger, his heels occasionally squeezing the tiger's belly. He was wearing tattered clothes, his face was covered with brown dust, his hair was messy and draped behind his head, and his body was covered with purple and blue bruises. He looked very miserable.
But he was sitting upright on the white tiger, looking down at the figure lying on the ground in front of him. His arrogant look was as if he was looking down on an ant.
This appearance made him exude an air of indifference, which had its own aura and made him look like a fairy who was out of the loop. Even though he looked miserable, that fairy air could not be concealed.
Only after the lying man died did the man sitting on the white tiger withdraw his gaze.
Just as he looked away, the man swayed several times and suddenly fell to the side from the white tiger's back.
"!"
Yuan Heng was startled and his body turned into a human form, catching the fallen boy.
The boy's face was as pale as the down he had found some time ago, and his skin was icy cold to the touch, as if he had rolled in the snow.
Yuan Heng's heart felt as if it was stabbed with a knife, bleeding profusely.
He curled his knuckles, hugged the almost weightless little brother tightly in his arms, and ran towards Xi Ge'er's residence.
Cheng Bai transformed himself into a man and followed closely.
"Yuan Heng." Cheng Bai shouted behind the man, but the man seemed not to hear and rushed into Xi Ge'er's courtyard.
Just as Xi Ge'er was about to persuade Mu Ge'er to take the medicine, the door of his yard was kicked open by Yuan Heng.
The man walked in, holding a wounded boy in his arms. The boy's face was pale, covered with brown dirt and dust... But Xi still recognized the man...
That's Brother Jin.
Xi Ge'er didn't even care about the medicine bowl slipping from his hand, and hurried forward to lead the way, saying, "Quick, carry it into the house, follow me."
Yuan Heng hurried to follow.
"..." Cheng Bai, who arrived later, looked at the two busy faces, leaned lightly against the door, and said tiredly: "Don't be nervous, this little babe is fine, she is probably tired."
“…” Yuan Heng then shifted his gaze to the man outside.
The man was very handsome, and at the moment he was leaning against the door, he looked a bit lazy, and also a bit tired, as if he was injured.
“…Yes.” After checking around for Wang Jin, Brother Xi replied to Yuan Heng, “Ah Jin just fell asleep.”
Yuan Heng's heart, which had been hanging in the air, was easily put back in its place.
Brother Xi carefully examined Wang Jin and said, "Ah Jin took medicine. The medicine was very good. It not only cured Ah Jin's internal injuries, but also slowly healed Ah Jin's external injuries... This medicine..."