Jin Zi and Mu Xin escaped just now, and there was nothing behind him anymore.

But now, after hearing the reminder from Hong Xiaomei, they immediately became alert.

But it was too late, and the bow and arrow pierced the air and flew over with a strong wind.

With a "scream", the arrow with golden light wiped Qian Baobao's head and flew quickly towards Jin Zi like light.

Qian Baobao exclaimed.

"Jin Zi! Dodge quickly! The arrows are shot at you!"

But it was too late, and the arrow shot from the ancient divine bow was about to penetrate Jin Zi's heart.

At this critical moment, Mu Xin suddenly pushed Jin Zi forward with force.

After the explosion, Mu Xin was very strong, and Jin Zi's body flew out with a push like this. He flew out of the Tiger Clan Forest and landed on the grass outside the forest.

At the same time, the arrow ruthlessly pierced Mu Xin's body.

"Father!"

"Uncle Muxin!"

At this moment, the storm between heaven and earth suddenly stopped, the dark clouds dissipated in an instant, revealing the moon. The earth also stopped shaking, and everything in nature returned to nature.

Muxin's thin body was worn on the arrow and flew far away by the arrow.

Then slowly landed on the grass outside the forest.

Jin Zi watched his father cruelly shot through by an arrow. His head was confused and his world was spinning in an instant.

At this moment, he felt unprecedented despair.

"Father!"

Jin Zi rushed over quickly and reached out to catch Mu Xin's falling body.

In the air, Mu Xin slowly fell, and his body seemed to become particularly light.

He slowly approached the ground like a petal.

As he fell, his body gradually became transparent, and countless shining particles floated out of him, and his body was slowly dismembered into powder!

At the last moment of this life, Mu Xin turned his head hard and looked at his son.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, with a sweet smile.

Ten years ago, Jin Zi quietly left the tiger clan on a stormy night.

Ten years of long waiting made him gradually lose any hope for the reunion.

He thought he would never see his dear son again before he died.

But unexpectedly, God arranged for them to meet again.

Even if he died, he would never have any regrets again.

"Father!"

"Uncle Muxin!"

At this time, Han Che and Qian Baobao, who were running behind, rushed out of the tiger tribe forest and came to the grass.

They watched Mu Xin's body turn into fragments bit by bit.

Finally, it completely dismembered into dust that was lit by the stars, and finally even the dust disappeared without a trace.

"Father!"

Jin Zi roared and knelt on the ground with a "pop".

A strong wind swept through the woods.

"Father! I'm sorry for you! I killed you!"

"Father! Aww! Aww! Aww!"

With the sound of tiger roars, gusts of strong winds rolled up in the woods.

The trunks of the woods kept shaking, and the dry branches could not stand the shaking and fell from the trees.

The bird nest on the tree was blown away by the wind, and a nest of birds sleeping inside the bird nest was thrown to the ground.

Han Che and Qian Baobao stood behind Jin Zi, looking at him silently, without saying a word.

They knew that Jin Zi didn't need comfort at this time. No comfort could comfort him.

The grief of losing a loved one is unforgettable.

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Chapter completed!