Outside
Zhao Hu had already transformed into his giant tiger form, the might of the King of Hundred Beasts, sending shivers down one's spine.
But his shoulder and abdomen were still bleeding.
Especially the abdomen.
That stab by Zhao Meng was quite deep.
In the air not far from him, Tang Rui, turned into a bat, flapped his wings, hovering silently.
On the other side, Yang Tian had also transformed into a serpent, flicking his tongue, with a gleam of excitement in his one eye.
"Yang Tian!!!"
There was anger in Zhao Hu's voice.
He knew Yang Tian was no good and had always been wary of him.
Unexpectedly, an accident happened today, and Yang Tian struck him without hesitation.
To know, they were supposed to team up to climb the mountain and seize the treasure!
"No!"
Suddenly, a look of horror flashed in Zhao Hu's eyes.
"What? Just realizing it now?"
Yang Tian flicked his tongue, with a hint of mockery in his voice.
