Looking at the Fengchu song, the woman in white was shocked and widened her eyes. "Girl, you are running away, don't care for me, this is a golden lion, a middle-level peak monster. You can't deal with it!"

Intermediate monsters, the average person can't deal with it! Unless the strength has reached the spiritual position.

And when the woman is young, it is impossible to reach the spiritual respect.

However, it is too late!

Still waiting for the Fengchu song to say more, the golden lion suddenly screamed and immediately jumped up and straightened toward the Fengchu song.

Seeing that the lion was falling over, Feng Chu song squinted and a chill appeared around him.

Only the intermediate monster, dare to slap in front of her? !

"Small sample, so arrogant, see that I don't pull your hair out today!" Feng Chuge screamed coldly, and the words were about to come forward, but they were pulled by the emperor.

"You are pregnant, are you plucking hair? I am coming!"

Said, he raised his robes, and the whole man straddles and sits on the lion!

The lady said, pulled out the lion's hair!

So, almost no waiting for the lion to respond, the emperor raised his hand and began to pull up!

Underneath, the lion couldn't stop squatting, trying to smash the imperial dust from its body, and that was a powerful temper, and it almost made it impossible to move!

That is a kind of king! The breath of the natural superiors, oppressed it, and had to surrender!

The Emperor's dust crossed the lion's body. His movements were extremely fast, and he slammed the lion's hair one by one and threw it down.

a trip...

Two...

Three...

Within the forest, the lion's hair flew in pieces.

In the same way, the lion kept whispering, and the voice was full of pain.

Thousands of glazed glasses stood on one side, glaring at the scene here, and stunned and widened!

This……

This pedestrian is too embarrassing! !

I don't know how long it took, the hair on the back of the lion was almost unplugged.

Thus, this golden lion became the poorest lion in history.

The whole back was bald and a big chunk, but it still dared to anger and dare not speak. After the imperial dust leaped from its back, the lion was on one side, and the whole body shivered...

"Get it! Is the lady satisfied?" The Emperor patted his hands and looked at his masterpiece.

Feng Chu song pulled his lips.

She is just talking about it. When she plucked her hair, she estimated that it was really impossible to do it. At most, she tamed the lion and taught it a meal...

"How does the woman plan to treat this lion?"

Feng Chuge remembered the words of the two women who had just heard it. "But let it go."

This lion was deliberately led by people.

The lion heard the sound and screamed two lows, then ran wildly and ran towards the forest.

It’s especially funny to bald a large back and tremble under the sun.

After the lion left, Qianlier finally sighed.

She slowly stood up from the ground and resisted the pain, going up two steps. "Girl, son, thank you..."

After the words were finished, a mouthful of blood spilled in the mouth.

The lion was thrown to the sky, and the lungs of the glaze had already been injured.

Feng Chuge took out a medicinal herb. "Come on, you hurt very much."

"Thank you girl! Thank you girl!" Qianli was very busy thanking him. "Girl, I still want to ask your name. In the future, I will definitely repay you!"