This is a fierce, variant white tiger, extremely robust and massive, at least several zhang long. As it galloped down the street, it felt as though the surrounding houses were shaking and the ground was trembling.
The crucial part was not the white tiger itself, but the young girl riding on its back. She wore a light green long dress and looked not yet twenty. Although quite attractive, her face still retained a certain childishness, imperiously projecting a headstrong aura.
When Mo Yang turned his head, the white tiger was already charging at high speed. Mo Yang did not dodge; on the one hand, the variant white tiger was simply too fast, and on the other hand, dodging never even crossed his mind.
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