In the wild and cruel mountains and old forests, an injured tiger was making a feeble show of filial piety in the face of a large group of heavily armed men in order to protect its cubs.
Meng Hu understood, don't say he was injured. Even if it is intact, it will not end well if it encounters such an army.
But in order to protect its children, it could only hold on.
There is only one road here.
If the tiger lies in the middle of the road, the team will not be able to pass.
You cannot turn around at this time.
It's going to be dark soon.
If they cannot reach the town ahead as quickly as possible, the team will have to spend the night in the wilderness.
In such a cold weather, if it was just the soldiers, it wouldn't matter to everyone. But the King of Xia, the princess and the princess are all in the team, how can you bear to let them endure the cold?
"Your Highness, why don't we deal with this tiger? It is too seriously injured and it is impossible to survive."
Everyone could clearly see that there was a big gash in the tigress's belly, and her intestines and internal organs were leaking all over the floor.
As the king of the forest, I don’t know what powerful enemy it encountered and suffered such a misfortune.
This is Zuo Mengeng’s first close encounter with a Siberian tiger.
All his impressions of the King of the Jungle came from his knowledge of later generations.
In later generations, this thing was loved by everyone. The country has even enacted strict laws and regulations to protect them. People are also careful not to harm them.
At this moment, the tiger is right in front of you, and its colorful patterns bring endless charm. Although the roar of mourning is very scary, it still makes people feel the wonder of the Creator.
"Step back, don't disturb..."
Before he finished speaking, Wang Siyi suddenly screamed.
"Girl, come back!"
Zuo Mengeng looked at him in astonishment, his face turned pale, and his heartbeat suddenly stopped.
I saw Zuo Xuanyan running out of the team at some point and heading straight for the injured tiger.
Although the little girl is young, she is physically strong. When she ran out, she was as fast as smoke.
By the time the big guy reacted, she was already less than five steps away from the tiger.
At this distance, the tiger only needs one leap...
Wang Siyi's ghost came out and he quickly chased after her.
Even though she faced the tiger, she was still fearless in protecting her children.
Zuo Mengeng didn't care about anything else and quickly pressed on.
Zuo Maodi was even more cold-blooded. He directly raised the gun and put his finger on the trigger.
In order to protect the little princess, the tiger was killed.
But no matter how fast everyone moved, it was too late.
Zuo Xuanyan was already standing in front of Tiger.
In full view of everyone, she suddenly stretched out her little hand and put it on the tiger's head.
"Dahu, does it hurt?"
A miracle...happened!
The tiger that everyone expected to hurt people did not appear.
The dying tigress suddenly became quiet when Zuo Xuanyan spoke.
Its two eyes changed from fierce to confused, and then softened.
The little man standing in front of it, with some magical power, actually made the tigress calm down.
The tigress also stretched out her head, licked Zuo Xuanyan's little hand, and then scratched it back and forth with her head.
Seeing this scene, both Zuo Mengeng and Wang Siyi felt bad. ….
What kind of magical species is my daughter?
Why can I be friends with the king of the jungle?
In the past, Zuo Xuanyan was very close to cats when she was at home. Everyone just thought she was a child, so she got along well with small animals.
When she arrived in Jilin, the new Alaskan Malamute dogs also circled around her, just to win the favor of the animals.
But now, even the tiger likes her.
Under the gaze of thousands of people, the picture of a "weak" little girl and a dying tigress turned out to be extremely harmonious.
I believe that this scene will definitely be remembered even after many years.
The child Zuo Xuanyan already has a magical smell about her body.
Zuo Mengeng grabbed the frightened Wang Siyi and decided to wait and see what would happen.
Tigress and Zuo Xuanyan were close to each other for a while, and their condition became increasingly worse.
After several efforts, it took out its child from under its body and placed it in front of Zuo Xuanyan.
The two cerebellums are furry, their eyes are pure, their sounds are childish, and they are beyond cute.
They don't know what happened yet, they just feel so cold after being out of their mother's arms. They tried to crawl back, but the snow was too soft, making them stagger.
The tigress glanced at her child again. Her huge head became heavier and heavier, and finally lay at Zuo Xuanyan's feet, motionless.
Tears flowed from Zuo Xuanyan's eyes, and she lay on the tiger's head with open arms, but did not cry.
After a while, she released her embrace, carefully picked up the two tiger cubs, held them carefully, one in each hand.
The tiger cub escaped from the cold snow, felt the warmth, and immediately curled up comfortably. Her weak little paws firmly grasped Zuo Xuanyan's arm, never wanting to leave again.
Zuo Xuanyan turned around and looked at Zuo Mengeng and his wife longingly.
"Father, mother, raise it!"
Some of the indigenous soldiers in the team suddenly knelt down, opened their arms to the sky, and shouted fanatically.
Zuo Maodi has been here for a long time and can already understand these dialects.
"Goddess descended from heaven, even the king of the black earth surrenders to you, and the humble people will regard you as their master from now on, obeying your orders and not dare to disobey!"
Zuo Maodi's eyes widened as he looked at the little girl in the snow, feeling a faint urge to worship her.
Zuo Mengeng and Wang Siyi rushed over as if they were waking up from a dream.
Before them, the guards had already passed by, and upon inspection, they found that the tigress was dead.
Wang Siyi's face was full of tears. She didn't care about the tiger and pinched Zuo Xuanyan's face.
"Damn girl, how dare you do this? If something serious happens, how will I explain it to your mother?"
It was obviously very painful, but Zuo Xuanyan just giggled and showed the tiger cub to Zuo Mengeng.
"Dad, raise it!"
Even though she was very young, she also knew that the king of the family was Zuo Mengeng.
Raising tigers?
Somehow, Zuo Mengeng thought of those big dogs in the Middle East in later generations.
But if a tiger is kept at home, will it be too dangerous once it grows up?
But seeing the pure longing in his daughter's eyes and the magic she had just communicated with the tiger, Zuo Mengeng made a decision immediately.
"Yeah, raise it."
Zuo Xuanyan burst into laughter instantly and delivered the two tiger cubs to her father and mother respectively.
She also knows that only by showing her father and mother how cute the tiger cub is can the tiger cub survive at home.
Who can say no to a cerebellar axe?
Holding the tiger cub in her hands, Wang Siyi's anger dissipated.
"Hey, this big bug looks so ferocious. I didn't expect it to be so funny."
Zuo Mengeng was even more miserable.
Being able to hold a Siberian tiger in your hands and tease it is enough for others to envy.
"Give their mother a good burial and continue on your journey."
Crane City Fengyue
