Chapter 1680 (1/2)

Just above the sky and among the white clouds, an old man in white sits on a Frisbee with a duster in his hand. He flies with his eyes closed, as if in meditation or rest.

However, the external divine consciousness listens to the voices of the lower parts of the world, and faintly hears them. Among the disordered sounds, there are children's cry for help and the roar of tigers.

He opened his eyes slowly.

Through the clouds, I saw a three-year-old baby holding on to a branch of a big tree and crying for help. Under the tree, a seven or eight year old boy was covered with blood, avoiding the attack of the tiger and trying to stab the tiger with his dagger.

However, the little boy was so weak that he couldn't kill the tiger at all. Seeing that the child was hit by the tiger, his body flew out of several meters away, convulsed and fainted. When he was about to bite the little boy who had passed away, the baby in the tree stopped crying and took off his boots and hit the tiger. Unexpectedly, it attracted the tiger's attention.

”Roar!”

The tiger roared and ran into the tree. In a flash, the baby holding the branch screamed, and the whole person fell down.

”Ah

Xiaofeng night covers her eyes with her hands in horror and sobs. She is afraid of being eaten by the tiger. She is afraid that she will die. Only bones are left on her body. Maybe, the tiger will eat his bones, so there is no bone left.

However, in panic and fear, he closed his eyes but did not feel the pain of hitting the ground or being bitten by the tiger's big mouth and sharp teeth. Instead, he heard a scream of a beast.

”It's OK.”