I Became A Mighty Lion - Chapter 6

　　 The lion returns.

　　The crisis is lifted.

　　 The lioness Xier crawled on the ground wearily, panting heavily, the scarlet blood blurred her vision.

　　 The wounds all over the body began to feel severe pain.

　　 She trembled all over, raised her head, and looked deeply at the daughter on the branch with the blood-stained one eye.

　　 is like saying goodbye.

　　 She knew that her life had come to an end.

　　 Hyenas often eat carrion. Terrible bacteria and viruses gather in their teeth and saliva.

　　 If it's just one or two wounds, maybe it can heal slowly.

　　 But.

　　 Now, her whole body is covered with wounds, some of which are deeply visible.

　　 just exhausted all his strength and spirit, his physique was close to collapse, and there was no possibility of repair.

　　To repair such wounds, you need food, disinfection, and physical fitness.

　　 But she didn't have any of these.

　　 She can only wait to die slowly.

　　 She raised her head and looked at her underage daughter. The poor one eye was full of sadness and worry.

　　 Meimei on the branches seems to feel her emotions, trembling, climbed down the tree, and curled up beside her obediently.

　　 They just snuggled up like this, enjoying the good time that might only be the last day.

　　 Usually a lioness knows that she is about to die, she will quietly leave the lion group, leave her children, find a secluded place alone, and wait for death alone and dignified.

　　 Obviously, Xier already had such a plan.

　　 The lion drove away the hyena and quickly returned. He glanced indifferently at the scarred her, then raised his head and looked at the lion cub on the tree, obviously a little surprised.

　　 However, he did not show any affection from his father or husband. After a few seconds, he turned around and went back to the hillside to lie down, waiting for food.

　　 When the four lionesses returned with their prey, they immediately smelled a strong smell of blood.

　　 They hurriedly put down their prey and ran over.

　　 After seeing their children safe and sound, they let go of their nervous heartstrings, just walked over, rubbed Xi'er with their heads, and took their children to the food together.

　　 The lion is already lying in front of the food, feasting on it.

　　 The lioness and the kindergarten teacher can only drool, standing by the side, waiting for him to finish eating.

　　 No one looked at the wounded and dying Xier again.

　　 Meimei lay on her mother's side, yelling a few times, tender and faint, obviously sad.

　　Chu Xiaoye lay on the branches of the big tree, watching this scene in front of him, his heart was full of sorrow, but he also knew that this is the law of survival of lions.

　　 compassion, gratitude, nonexistent.

　　 Only if you are alive is the most important thing.

　　 Sometimes, in order to live, even one's own children can eat it.

　　 His mother, Asia, was lying on the ground, calling him.

　　 And the little curly tail is lying next to his mother, eating milk with relish.

　　 Chu Xiaoye glanced at Xi'er mother and daughter, turned around, and stepped back cautiously from the big tree.

　　He ran to his mother's side, eating sweet milk.

　　 just spent a lot of physical strength, now he is very tired and very hungry.

　　 He can already eat meat.

　　 If his father has leftovers, he doesn't mind eating a few bites.

　　 The lion eats slowly and is very picky.

　　 Eat the waxy viscera of the prey first, and then eat the most tender and plump meat from the prey.

　　 While risking their lives to hunt hard, and the lioness who needs to nurture children, she can only drool and wait patiently on the side.

at last.

　　 The lion was full, got up and left.

　　 The four lionesses rushed up.

　　 Only if you **** the most meat can you feed your own children.

　　Four lionesses, gorging themselves!

　　 The seven little lions also followed their mother, trotting over, rubbing a few pieces of meat, and getting used to the **** smell of the food.

　　 No one cared, Xi'er and her daughter who were lying on the ground, **** and scarred, saved their children.

　　 The mother and daughter leaned together, staring blankly.

　　 There is no resentment, no anger, but only helplessness and sadness.

　　 Chu Xiaoye squeezed the little curly tail forcefully, even put his **** at him, threatened with farting, and finally grabbed a large piece of thigh meat.

　　 Little Curly Tail was very aggrieved and had to squeeze to his mother's side and eat some minced meat.

　　 Chu Xiaoye dragged the thigh with difficulty while they were devouring it, returned to the small tree, and placed the meat in front of Xi'er.

　　 Then, he ran to the prey again and continued to grab the meat.

　　 Xi'er was visibly stunned, staring at his weak figure for a while, Fang couldn't bear the smell of food, and immediately began to eat.

　　 Seeing that her mother had meat to eat, Meimei lay down under her and started to eat milk.

　　 Chu Xiaoye opened the small curly tail with a slap, grabbed a piece of meat again, and ran back.

　　 Xiaojuan's wailing of exhaust gas, but helpless.

　　 Chu Xiaoye dragged Xi'er five pieces of meat in a row, one piece smaller than one piece.

　　Because the meat of the prey was not much, the lion ate the best part, and the four lionesses gobbled it up a lot.

　　He is also very hungry.

　　 He saw that the prey was eaten with only fur and bones, so he had to lick the traces of flesh and blood remaining between the bones to get familiar with the **** smell.

　　 Then, he leaned forward to his mother's side again, filling his hunger with milk.

　　 Aisha was lying on the ground, although she was not full, she still waited for him and the little curly tail to feed gently.

　　 "Wow!"

　　 Little Curly Tail was angry when he saw him. Seeing that he was eating eagerly, he couldn't help stretching out his little paw and attacking his head.

　　Chu Xiaoye didn't have time to pay attention to him, and while eating, he pushed his **** up at him, raised his tail, and made a fart gesture!

　　 Little curling tail suddenly jumped in shock, turned around and ran, not even eating milk, and fled.

　　 "Boy, in front of my brother, you will always be my brother!"

　　 Chu Xiaoye snorted coldly.

　　 After eating full.

　　 He went into the scrub, walked in front of Xi'er, couldn't help but leaned directly to her side, stuck out his tongue, and licked the wound on her body.

　　 Xier was stunned for a while, turned her head and looked at him blankly.

　　 She was going to wait until dark ~~ and then leave the lion group, find a secluded place alone, and wait for her death in peace.

　　 Because of the wound on his body, it has attracted flies and started to become inflamed.

　　 She knew that she died soon.

　　 So, she is saying goodbye to her daughter silently, and she doesn't want anyone to bother.

　　 But, this kid...

　　 What is he doing?

　　 Forget it, because he just kindly grabbed food for himself, he likes to lick, so let him lick it.

　　 She is dying anyway.

　　 She looked at her daughter sadly, not knowing how to say goodbye to her, let alone daring to imagine whether her daughter would survive after she left.

　　 Meimei stared blankly at Chu Xiaoye meticulously licking the wound on her mother's body, as if she wanted to stop it, but didn't dare to stop it.

　　 Little Curly Tail came close, with a surprised expression on his face.

　　 Brother, what's wrong? Could it be that I didn't have enough food just now and wanted to treat Aunt Xier as food?

　　 Brother is really scary!

　　 Seeing this scene, the little curly tail shivered, and the awe of his brother was another point!

　　 The lioness rests.

　　 The lion went to wander around.

　　 Under the tree.

　　 Chu Xiaoye licked the wounds on Xier's body, licking very seriously, smearing his saliva on almost every wound.

He is not sure whether 　　 will work.

　　 But this is the only way.

　　 He couldn't bear to watch this mother, whom he admired and moved, dying lonely and desolately.

　　 Although he is a lion now.

　　 However, his soul is still a human soul.

　　 He respects and respects all mothers in the world.

　　 Whether it is a human or an animal.