Spray Running

In the second territory.

It was still two black lions, a group of female lions, and some young cubs hiding in the camp.

Chu Xiaoye no longer had any mercy and eliminated them all.

The aura of the thirty-over lions leaving spread out and went to various parts of the forest.

However, a portion of them gathered and went further ahead, towards the forest at the edge of the oasis.

The smell of blood left behind by the black lion king had already disappeared. However, if the other party was really not dead, he must have mixed in with the group of lions and gone to a safer place to heal.

Chu Xiaoye brought Little Curly Tail and the others and continued forward.

When the sky was about to turn dark.

He stopped and looked solemnly at the forest in front of him.

The night was the best disguise for the black lions, and for the black lions who were familiar with the terrain here, it was the best time to ambush.