Protector of Sacred Vows Chapter 47

In the cold winter of March 9th, snow is heavy on Cangshan Mountain, and ice hangs all over the branches.

It huddled behind a rock, with half of its body buried in the snow. The snow under its belly melted into water and then froze again, freezing the tufts of hair on its belly into tiny ice strips. It curled up into a ball hard and couldn't help but tremble.

It was very hungry, and there were stars floating in front of its eyes. It felt a little sleepy.

At this moment, it heard a rustling sound, a piece of green clothes appeared in front of its eyes, and a voice sounded above its head: "You tiger cub, why are you curled up here?"

A hand reached out, as if it wanted to touch it. It subconsciously stepped back, raised its fur, showed its fangs, roared, and gave the hand a hard claw.