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He didn't stop even though his bare feet were dripping with blood from the shattered glass.

He screamed and roared with a piercing and piercing voice, his whole body was full of aggression, his expression was ferocious, painful and frightened, his energy became surprisingly vigorous, and his strength was also great, it would take several adults to make him end.

The scene of such quarrels and chaos is still vivid in my mind, it is so shocking.

Does Drakes have a manic-depressive aspect?
how come……

It is so powerful, loved and loved by others, it should live the happiest life, how could it be so sad and painful...

What the hell happened to Drakes?
Yun Xianghuan frowned his slender eyebrows, his eyes full of complicated and dense distress.

She pinched her fingers anxiously, her eyes glanced around, trying to find something.

The most urgent task is to stop the big black-skinned monster.

But what should she do, how should she appease the big monster in a state of manic depression and rage.

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

Taking a deep breath, Yun Xianghuan resisted the shocking pain in his abdomen and chest, and sang a hoarse and soft song from his red and dry lips, like a woman in a bamboo forest, whispering, ambiguous, Intimate, gentle, possessing an enchanting charm.

Accompanied by the mellowness, variation, and power of the singing voice, there is also a different auditory feast.

It is like the wind blowing through the willow branches in the twilight of the morning sun, passing through the cool spring water between the fingers, it is the crisp and quiet feeling of the lark leaving the valley, it is the most loving and pious moment when the deep-sea mermaid closes her eyes and embraces herself Sacrifice and calling, indescribable solemnity, ethereal and lonely gentle waiting.

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

Yun Xianghuan's voice is very nice, delicate and emerald, round and smooth, soft and waxy, the voice is pure and clean, slightly magnetic, very Su.

It was as if a tiny electric current had climbed across his neck and ears to his blushing face.

At this moment, her voice is hoarse and she can taste a bit of tiredness. Instead of compromising the quality of her voice, there is an unspeakable addictive allure, sexy and seductive, as if she has matured a lot.

Such a voice has the potential to switch arbitrarily between the god girl and the royal sister queen.

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

It stopped its next destructive and violent action in an instant.

Its beautiful face is evil, mad and ferocious, with fangs and white bones, cold and terrifying.

A pair of animal eyes crouched like millions of blood-drenched scarlet.

One of its thick animal claws was raised in the air, revealing the curved and sharp claws that cut iron like mud, just waiting to be swept down fiercely.

And the one trampled under its feet was an adult tiger whose throat was bitten off and blood gushed out. It was tall, strong, and muscular. There were several old scars more than ten centimeters long on the tiger's face. It was life and death at first glance. Bearish, domineering and ruthless character who refuses to accept.

Even so, it was still two circles smaller than the Drex Panther, and it seemed so weak and bully in front of the Drex Panther.

It was also unlucky, it happened to meet Drakes who was suffering from bipolar disorder, and blindly and confidently thought that he had grasped the weakness of Drex Panther, so he could find an opportunity to kill Drex Panther and become this ancient forest So he hid aside and waited for an opportunity to sneak attack, but he was slapped on the ground and dunked, his head was flattened, and his eyeballs were popped out.Killed mercilessly.

I really experienced the reason why the Drex Panther was called a cold-blooded and cruel tyrant. The death of the tiger was very tragic, which was so horrible that I dare not look directly at it.

If it is not a carnivorous predator, in order to hunt, the amount of exercise is relatively large, and the body does not have high body fat.The meat is more sour, older and dry, not as delicious as herbivores.Then it is estimated that only the head and fur are left.

Drake Panther chews bones like candy, and the skeleton will not let it go.

Really let you dismember the eight pieces, leaving no bones left.

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

The brain is like a rusty machine being oiled and started to function.

It realized something and froze.

How could its little girl be here?

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

How did she find it here?
And how many times she has witnessed its appearance...

This time, Drakes was completely awake and half awake, as if being drenched from head to tail by extremely cold water.

It suddenly covered itself with its wings tightly, and then licked its bloody hair in a panic, even though in the deep night, people couldn't 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 nose trembled, and it smelled a different smell of blood.

It was the breath of human blood.

And the fishy sweet intoxication contained in it belongs exclusively to the little girl.

Blood smells from its little girl? !
The black panther stared at the terrifying golden animal eyes in disbelief, turned around abruptly, and saw the scene that made it heart-piercing and its canthus burst in an instant.

Its little girl is thin and fragile, half of her body is covered in blood, her hair is messy, beautiful and embarrassed.

A steady stream of blood was flowing down the corner of her mouth, but her singing stopped abruptly, her delicate and beautiful face was pale, her eyes were distracted, and her whole body was shaking 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 mournful, and the falling curve was beautiful but extremely suffocating.

"Roar---!!!" The panther uttered a thunderous roar, frightened and frightened.

It flew under the little girl in the blink of an eye, caught her, and collapsed on top of it.

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 appearance was crazy, even worse than the manic-depressive attack just now. It was so angry and mad that its brain would explode.

It roared, howled, trembling all over, and shaggy, as if it was going to destroy the world and kill the blood.

Until a blood-stained slender hand grabbed a lock of its hair, followed by a hoarse and soft voice, "Drex, calm down, you scared me so fiercely."

Hearing this, the big black panther hurriedly lowered its head to look at its little girl, its scarlet golden eyes were full of panic, "Wow..."