Whose Subordinates Are You?

The pressure from these Demon Tigers was even stronger than the Demon Wolves from before. Yun Chujiu's heart was once again covered with a layer of doubt. The remnant souls had just come out to chase off the wolves, and their bodies had already become increasingly faint. If she released them again, some of the weak souls would probably dissipate. She had already brought them out of the ancient sword tomb, if she allowed them to lose their lives just to save her, she would feel uneasy.

The ten Demon Tigers slowly drew closer. Yun Chujiu gritted her teeth and decided to fool them for a while. At the very least, it would give Feng Ming and the other two some time to recover, hence, she smiled coldly at the Tiger King. "Little Kitten, the Little Puppy did not dare to do anything to us. Are you going to take the risk?"

The Tiger King looked around in confusion. Little Kitten? Where did this cat come from in the desert?