Even though his bare feet were bleeding from broken glass, he didn't stop.

He screamed and roared, his voice was shrill and harsh, his whole body was full of aggression, his expression was ferocious, painful and frightened. His energy became surprisingly strong and his strength was so great that it would take several adults to finish him off.

The scene of such a loud noise and mess on the ground is still vivid in my mind, it is so shocking.

Does Drake have any manic-depressive symptoms?

how come……

It is so powerful and beloved, and it should live the happiest life. How could it be so sad and painful...

What happened to Drakes?

Yun Xianghuan frowned her delicate eyebrows, her eyes full of complex and intense distress.

She clenched her fingers anxiously and glanced around, trying to find something.

The top priority is to stop the big black-skinned monster.

But what should she do? How should she appease the big monster in a manic-depressive state?

Suddenly, Yun Xianghuan thought of the big monster looking gentle and calm, lazy, intoxicated and drowsy when she played the flute.

Taking a deep breath, Yun Xianghuan endured the shock pain in her abdomen and chest, and sang a hoarse and soft song from her dry red lips, like the whisper of a woman in a bamboo forest, ambiguous,

Intimate, gentle, and charming.

Along with the melodiousness, variation, and gradually conveying power of the singing, there is also a different auditory feast.

It is like the wind that blows through the willow trees in the dim light of morning, the cool and continuous spring water passing through the fingers, the crisp and quiet sky when the lark comes out of the valley, and the most affectionate and pious feeling when the deep sea mermaid closes her eyes and embraces herself.

Sacrifice and call, indescribable solemnity, ethereal and lonely gentle waiting.

At the same time, there is also a touch of lingering sadness and pity...

Yun Xianghuan's voice is very nice, delicate, round, soft and waxy. Her voice is pure and clean, slightly magnetic, and very soft.

It was as if there was a tiny electric current that ran through his neck and ears and reached his crimson face.

At this moment, her voice was hoarse and she could taste a bit of tiredness. Not only did her voice quality not suffer much, but it had an indescribable and addictive charm, sexy and sultry, as if she had matured a lot.

Such a voice has the potential to switch between the divine girl and the royal sister queen at will.

The singing voice was carried by the midnight wind to the ears of the big black panther with wings.

In an instant, it stopped its next destructive and violent move.

Its beautiful face is evil and ferocious, its fangs and bones are white, and it is cold and terrifying.

A pair of beastly eyes crouching over a corpse, filled with crimson wanton watered with blood like a million.

It raised one of its thick claws in the air, revealing its curved and sharp claws, which were as sharp as iron and mud, just waiting to be swept down ruthlessly and ferociously.

What was trampled under its feet was an adult tiger with its throat bitten out and blood gushing out. It was tall, strong, and muscular. There were several old scars more than ten centimeters long on the tiger's face. It looked like it was a life-or-death situation.

A domineering and ruthless character who takes a dim view and does whatever he doesn't like.

Despite this, it is still two big circles smaller than the Drakes Black Panther, and it looks so weak and vulnerable in front of the Drakes Black Panther.

It was also unlucky. It happened to encounter Drakes, who was suffering from bipolar disorder. However, it blindly and confidently thought that by grasping the weakness of Drakes Black Panther, it could find an opportunity to kill Drakes Black Panther and become this ancient forest.

The new overlord, so he hid aside and waited for an opportunity to attack. As a result, he was slapped on the ground and dunked. His head was flattened and his eyeballs were popped out. He was killed ruthlessly.

I really experienced the reason why Drakes Black Panther was called a cold-blooded and cruel tyrant. The tiger died so tragically that it was so cruel that it was so cruel that one could not bear to look directly at it.

If it were not a carnivorous predator that exercised a lot in order to hunt, and did not have a high amount of fat in its body. The meat would be sour, old and dry, and not as delicious as herbivores. Then it would probably only have its head and fur left.

Already.

This guy, Drakes the Panther, chews bones like he's chewing candy, and he won't let go of his skeleton either.

It will really cut you into pieces and leave no bones behind.

The singing became clearer and clearer, not too far away, and the voice was extremely familiar. The black panther's scarlet eyes lost some of their raging intensity, and his sanity showed signs of recovery.

The brain is like a rusty machine that has been oiled and started to work.

It realized something and froze up.

Why is its little girl here?

Shouldn't she be sleeping soundly in the hut into sweet dreams?

How did she find this place?

And how many times has she witnessed this appearance...

At this time, Drakes was completely awake and half awake, as if he had been showered with extremely cold water from head to tail.

It suddenly covered itself tightly with its wings, and then licked its bloody hair in a panic, even though in the deep night, it was impossible to see the blood on its black hair clearly.

But the smell of blood is strong and pungent.

After cleaning his face, there was a lot of blood on his nose and mouth. The big black panther's nostrils trembled and he smelled a different smell of blood.

That's the smell of human blood.

And the sweet and fishy intoxication wrapped in it is unique to the little girl.

The taste of blood comes from its little girl?!

The black panther turned around with its unbelievably huge golden and terrifying eyes. In an instant, he saw a heart-wrenching scene that made his eyes explode.

Its little girl is thin and fragile, with half her body covered in blood and her hair messy, looking sad and embarrassed.

A steady stream of blood was flowing down from the corner of her mouth, and her singing stopped suddenly. Her delicate and beautiful face was pale, her eyes were blurred, and her whole body was crumbling in the evening wind.

The next second she raised her head and bent her legs and fell to the ground, like a butterfly with broken wings, desolate and sad, and the falling arc was beautiful but extremely suffocating.

"Roar——!!!" The black panther let out a thunderous roar, shocked, angry and frightened.

In the blink of an eye, it swooped under the little girl, caught her, and collapsed on top of her.

who is it?

Who is it?

Who dares to hurt its mate?!

Threatening the little girl while it is not at home!!

"Roar, roar, roar!!!" The black panther's eyes were scarlet and his shape was crazy. It was worse than the manic-depressive episode just now. It was so angry and crazy that its brain was about to explode.

It roared and howled, its whole body trembling and its hair violently killing with blood as if it was about to destroy the world.

Until a slender hand stained with blood grabbed a bunch of its hair, and then a hoarse and soft voice came, "Drex, calm down, you scared me with your ferocity."
Chapter completed!