Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld

Chapter 93 Its Her Big White, Her Big White Is Not Dead!

As soon as the man finished speaking, soldiers wearing camouflage uniforms arrived.

tribesmen...

The man ran towards Cicery, with tribesmen trying to stop him, but he was shot and fell to the ground with a single rifle shot. Blood splattered onto Cicery's face, even into her eyes. The whole world turned crimson. It was the blood of the Cicery was filled with fear as she ran backward.

She needed to inform her father and mother, she needed to tell the tribespeople to flee quickly.

These people were demons. But she was too small, how could she outrun these strong and robust men?

Just as little Cicery was about to be caught, a white figure darted past at lightning speed. "Big White," Cicery cried out in astonishment.

Big White was just a nine-month-old adolescent lion, but due to being an ancient pureblood breed, it was larger than the average lion.

After biting off the right leg of the man holding little Cicery, another man swung his gun towards Big White.

Big White possessed incredible agility and foresight. It anticipated the man aiming the gun at him and swiftly hunched over, carrying Cicery as it darted into the forest.

However, Big White couldn't handle the men armed with guns. The man aimed his gun and fired at the rapidly retreating white figure.

A loud "bang" sounded out. Big White was shot by the powerful recoil of the close-range and fiercely aggressive assault rifle, hitting its left hind leg and causing a devastating wound.

crashed down to the ground. Cicery tumbled harshly from Big White's

human blood, Big White struggled

Cicery didn't wake up, Big White lifted its

Howl!

out a mournful roar before extending its tongue

Cicery, and her thoughts

pain? Sob... Big White, run away

people seemed to have come for their tribespeople and had

up. It resolutely carried Cicery in its mouth and ran deeper

and gradually grew weaker. Cicery lay on top of Big White, feeling its faint breath, her tears pouring down like rain.

die, please

footsteps of the men

only to see

aside the

let out a whimper and looked at Cicery, urging

with all its remaining strength, it suddenly stood

knew that this was the only way its little master could escape from these people's

covered her mouth, tears streaming down her

She had