C1096 White Tiger Lost
Finally, both of them stood on the stage, their bodies covered in wounds.1
The Vermillion Bird's condition was slightly better, but it was still panting heavily. Her hair was all messed up.
As for the White Tiger, it held its stomach and squatted on the ground.
He really couldn't understand why the Vermillion Bird was still so powerful. He had painstakingly pursued it for five years, but he still hadn't caught up to her.
However, the match was not over yet. Neither did it stop.
The Vermillion Bird slowly walked towards the White Tiger. Seeing that it no longer had the strength to stand up, she directly kicked it.
"Bam!" Although the sound wasn't very loud, the White Tiger's voice was still heard for more than two meters.
"The green dragon does not return, the tiger is called the overlord, do you think my Vermillion Bird is just a decoration!" As he spoke, he quickly ran to the side of the White Tiger and kicked it.
The current situation had become one where the Vermilion Bird completely crushed the White Tiger because the White Tiger could not even stand up. He could only use his hands to protect his head and wait for the competition to end.
The White Tiger was betting that the Vermillion Bird would not dare to kill him here. If it wanted to kill him, it could only find a place without a single person.
However, the precondition was that everyone who saw him had to be kept secret. Otherwise, he would kill them all.
Within the Golden Dragon Group weave, there is a rule: "All the members of the four major organizations should be like a single family, accepting each other and helping each other out; we absolutely cannot have our compatriots destroying each other."
Thinking about this, the Suzaku treasure became even more powerful.
Five minutes later, the White Tiger was limp on the ground. If he wanted to recover this time, he would need at least three months.
Unless … unless Insect Emperor was treating him, but was that even possible?
Lying on the ground with a bruised face, the White Tiger laughed at itself.
And at this time, because of the return of the Vermillion Bird, everyone's attention was focused on him. No one could remember that the White Tiger was still lying on the ground.
"Oh Vermillion Bird, you're finally back. Can you tell me where you've been these past few years?" Old Master Lee excitedly grabbed onto the Vermillion Bird's hand.
After beating up the white tiger, the Vermillion Bird's mood improved. She smiled and said, "Old Group Leader, this is a long story."
"Then let's cut a long story short and summarize what you just said." Old Master Lee still refused to give up and asked.
After thinking for a moment, the Vermillion Bird nodded. He took a deep breath and said, "Five years ago, I had a cancer that couldn't be cured, and once again, by chance, I learned that vampires had a long lifespan. So I ran to Eastern Europe alone, found Ostrov, and asked him to turn me into a vampire.
Hearing this, everyone was attracted by the Vermillion Bird's past. However, Old Master Lee sighed in annoyance.
Indeed, five years ago medical equipment was not as developed as it is now, so there are many cases that cannot be treated.
The most painful thing for Old Master Lee was that she had to shoulder the cancer herself.
"And then?" Old Master Lee asked.
"Later on, Ostrov agreed. He turned me into a blood disciple. The status of a blood disciple is lower than that of a purebred vampire, but at the same time, it was higher than that of a blood slave.
Even so, I still do not give up hope of returning to China. "
"Until one day, Lee Qian found me. Afterwards, he brought Yumian, Insect Emperor, and Fire Phoenix to rescue me."
At this point, the Vermillion Bird also frowned because it thought of the price it had to pay to save its son, Wendu.
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