As a beast master who has personally experienced the death of a spirit beast in battle, she understands the pain and despair very well.

What's more, Xiahou Wanxuan is kind by nature and is a person who loves spirit beasts more than her own life.

Not to mention a spirit beast, it is just an ordinary animal. She couldn't let go of her love at the beginning and loved her very much.

Because she always thinks that her spiritual power is not good, and her combat power is not good. The only thing she deserves to be proud of is those spiritual beasts.

So, the spirit beast is all about her!

But even so, in order not to let Dongfang Yaoyu blame himself, she still smiled and comforted him and said that there was a future.

Although every word is sobbing, but he still has to take care of other people's emotions on his face. Xiahou Wanxuan is really heartbreaking and angry.

"What happened to her later - what happened to her?" Su Moliang asked in a trembling voice.

"Later, I finally successfully accepted the inheritance. I trapped the group of people by relying on the formation and took her to escape. However, the enemy was too strong. We ran a long distance and were still caught up. Wanxuan was seriously injured and dying. I had just accepted the inheritance and my body was also very weak. Several older generation strong men surrounded us, and we had almost no chance of survival." Dongfang Yaoyu seemed unable to bear to look back on his painful experience and closed his eyes in pain.

"Then how did you escape?" Su Moliang frowned.

Dongfang Yaoyu suddenly opened his eyes and his expression became clearer, "I thought we would die, but who knew that an old man in white suddenly appeared. He was very strong and helped us get rid of the siege and saved us, but he wanted to force Wanxuan away. He gave me a jade-like token in exchange for Wanxuan's reward, saying that going to the Tengshe clan could protect me."

"Wanxuan was worried that I would be hunted down, so she agreed to the old man's request. I wanted to keep her but had no strength to stay. She had to hold the token and shamelessly chose to surrender to the Tengshe clan, and until now she appeared in front of you."

Hearing this experience, Su Moliang sighed heartily. She understood that if he had such a treasure, he would not have lived today if he didn't defect to the Tengshe clan.

At this moment, Su Moliang could understand. Not only did he watch Xiahou Wanxuan be seriously injured in order to protect herself, the spirit beast was killed in battle, and was finally forced to abducted by a stranger. He didn't know whether to live or die. The powerless feeling of frustration and guilt had probably tortured him crazy.

No wonder Dongfang Yaoyu has become like this now. I think she spends every day suffering and regret.

Thinking of Xiahou Wanxuan's whereabouts unknown, Su Moliang was also in a particularly heavy mood and said in a voice, "This is not your fault. The old man in white is so strong. Even if you don't join the Tengshe clan, you can't keep Wanxuan. I just don't know, do you still remember what the old man in white looks like?"

"The man with a hat, he couldn't see his appearance clearly. He only knew that his voice was old and hoarse, and he was an elderly man. He didn't know anything else." Dongfang Yaoyu shook his head, his eyes were full of depressedness.

"What about the jade? Have you noticed it?" Su Moliang was unwilling to give up.

Dongfang Yaoyu shook his head again, "No, it's just an ordinary piece of jade, which seems to have injected the old man's mental power. After the Tengshe clan's senses, they arranged my accommodation directly. Although my human identity is despised by them, the Tengshe clan did not explicitly deduct me in terms of food, clothing and expenses. I think it's all for the old man's face."

"Have you never seen that old man again in the Tengshe clan?" Su Moliang asked.

"No, the old man said that the leader of the Tengshe tribe is an old friend of him. He should not be a member of the Tengshe tribe, otherwise he would not have to give me a token in one go." Dongfang Yaoyu also thought about this question, but after inquiring about the Tengshe tribe for a long time, there was no news about the old man.

Su Moliang nodded slightly, "Although he is not from the Tengshe tribe, he is definitely an important person. I just don't know what his intention was to kidnap Wanxuan."

Hearing this, Dongfang Yaoyu was also anxious and could not imagine what situation Xiahou Wanxuan would face if she fell into the hands of a powerful stranger.

He doesn't know whether she is alive or dead now!!!

Even if she is alive, I don’t know if she has been tortured, humiliated, or abused.

"It's all my fault, I blame me for being incompetent, I blame me for being useless, I can't protect her!" Dongfang Yaoyu slapped himself hard, wishing he could beat him to death.

Su Moliang couldn't see it, grabbed his hand angrily, and shouted, "What's the use of regretting now? The situation was dangerous at that time. It's already good that you could survive. How could you care about others? Wanxuan can definitely turn bad luck into good fortune. She won't die so easily. Although she is weak, she is stronger than anyone else. I know her!"

When Dongfang Yaoyu heard this, he seemed to recall what happened before and shook his head with a wry smile, "No, you don't understand her, she is not as strong as you imagined. She just doesn't want us to be sad, doesn't want us to worry, doesn't want us to cause trouble to us - her strength is just to hold on, and she must protect me until she dies-"

Su Moliang's heart twitched, and a feeling of soreness flowed across his chest. Then he tightened his fingers and gritted his teeth and asked, "Who is it! Who is chasing you!"

Speaking of the enemy, Dongfang Yaoyu suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with hatred, "The White Tiger Clan! They are from the White Tiger Clan! They cannot understand the inheritance themselves, so they want to kill and rob."

Hearing the three words "The White Tiger Clan", the old man Zhenjun in Su Moliang's space was shocked and his breath was in chaos.

Su Moliang sensed the emotional fluctuations of the old man Zhenjun, and was secretly shocked in his heart, and he said curiously, "Senior, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing, I just remembered some past events." Old Master Zhenjun was stunned for a moment and sighed in confusion.

Su Moliang immediately realized something was wrong and asked, "Senior, have some connections with the White Tiger Clan?"

"It's not just the origin, I'm a member of the White Tiger Clan." Old Master Zhenjun sighed softly, and after hiding his identity for so many years, he finally revealed the truth after hearing this name.

Although Su Moliang knew that the old man Zhenjun came from the Demon Moon Realm, he did not expect that he would be a member of the White Tiger Clan. He was shocked for a while before he recovered. Then he remembered his deep blood hatred and carefully tentatively, "That senior, your enemy--"

"Yes, you guessed it right. My enemy is in the White Tiger Clan! Not only that, he is also the current leader of the White Tiger Clan!" Old Master Zhenjun nodded and said the person's identity without any reservation.

"Although that person's strength is not as good as the Demon King, it is not much worse. It's hard for you to avenge me!" The old man Zhenjun seemed to know Su Moliang's idea. Before she spoke, she shook her head and rejected the possibility of revenge.

Su Moliang naturally knew that being the leader of the White Tiger Clan must be no simple person. No wonder the old man Zhenjun refused to reveal who his enemy was before.

Not to mention before, even now she has no strength to compete with the White Tiger Clan patriarch, so why are she talking about revenge?
Chapter completed!