That golden head, gushing blood.

two headed monster lion, no, now it's a single headed monster lion.

the strange lion was repeatedly turned over several times, lying on one side, looking at the other head that had been following for many years, but now it was lying alone in the distance, surrounded by cold.

turn your head slowly, and the strange lion sees the man who cut off his head, with his whole body of blood, coming to him step by step.

the chill suddenly turned into fear, shivering.

and tiecang bear is also striding towards it.

"roar..."

the strange lion howled, turned around and ran out of the forest,...