Chapter 1683
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In the sky above, among the white clouds, a white-robed old man was sitting cross-legged on a flying disc. He was flying with his eyes closed, as if he was meditating or resting.
However, the divine sense that was released could hear the voices of the people below. He could vaguely hear that among the chaotic voices, there seemed to be the cries of children for help and the roars of ferocious tigers.
Hearing this sound, he slowly opened his eyes. He made some calculations with his hand and looked down.
Through the clouds, he could see that in the forest below, a three-year-old child was hugging the branch of a large tree and crying for help. Under the tree, a seven or eight-year-old boy was drenched in blood. While dodging the tiger's attacks, he tried to use the dagger in his hand to stab the tiger.
However, the little boy was small and weak, so he couldn't kill the tiger at all. The little boy was hit by the tiger, and his small body flew a few meters away before he convulsed and fainted. Just as he was about to bite the little boy who had fainted, the little boy on the tree stopped crying, took off his boots, and smashed them at the tiger. Unexpectedly, it attracted the tiger's attention.
"Roar!"
The ferocious tiger let out a low roar and fiercely charged forward. It used the tiger's strength to fiercely smash into the tree. In an instant, the child who was hugging the branch cried out in alarm and fell to the ground.
"Ah!"
Little Fengye covered his eyes with both hands in horror and began to cry. He was afraid that he would be eaten by the tiger. He was afraid that if he died, only his bones would be left. Perhaps, the tiger would also eat his bones, and then there would be no bones left.
However, in his fear, he closed his eyes and didn't feel the pain of crashing into the ground. He didn't feel the pain of being bitten by the tiger's mouth and sharp teeth. Instead, he heard the cry of a beast.
"It's okay."
An aged yet amiable voice entered Little Fengye's ears, causing her to be startled. Her little hand that was covering her eyes slowly moved away from the small gap between her little fingers. Through the gap of her little fingers, she saw an old grandpa in white clothes, with white hair and white eyebrows.
"Granddad Deity! You must be Granddad Deity! "
The little fellow opened his hand in surprise. Only then did he realize that his body was suspended in mid-air. Granddad Deity waved the horsetail whisk and he slowly landed on the ground.
Hearing Little Feng Ye's words, the old man stroked his beard and laughed. He seemed to be very happy. He flew down from the air and landed on the ground. He got up and walked to Fa Zhao Yang's side to check his injuries.
"Granddad Deity, how is Yang Yang? Will Yang Yang die? "Little Feng Ye asked worriedly.
The old man stroked his beard and shook his head with a smile. "He won't die. This is a predestined fate and also a fortuitous encounter."
He took out an elixir and stuffed it into Zhao Yang's mouth. When he probed Zhao Yang's aura, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes. "This physique is indeed a rare cultivation genius."
Little Feng Ye didn't understand and tilted his head to look at him. He saw Granddad Deity touch his head and then place his hand on it. He didn't know what he did but he heard his emotional voice spread over.
"It seems like it is the two of you."
The old man's loving gaze landed on the two of them and he smiled. "Follow me!" The moment he said that, he waved his horsetail whisk and Zhao Yang, who was lying on the ground, was moved onto the flying disc.
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