My tigress

But before it could take two steps, a strong wind swept in, and a massive creature pounced on it, its snow-white fangs piercing its throat. Its two front paws, along with its massive body, pinned the struggling wild boar father to the ground.,Along the way, Wang Hu was not in a hurry. He didn't go too fast or too slow, more like sightseeing.,The next day, walking through the mountains and forests, King Tiger, who was about to hunt, suddenly stopped.。