Looking at the little lion calling "Awooo, awooo", Li Mengnan's heart was about to melt from its cuteness.
Indeed, small things are the cutest~
Just like the Wind Witch.
When it was little, Li Mengnan would hold it in her hand and pinch its knitted little cheeks with her fingers.
And now?
Whenever the Spirit-level Wind Witch appears, Li Mengnan would tug its hood and drape it over herself.
Du Yu hadn't seen the Wind Witch's face for a very long time...
A dignified Spirit-level Divine Pet had forcibly become a cloak~
"Thud, thud." The little lion constantly bumped against the cage, eagerly looking at the brave female general.
Lin Shiwei strode forward, knelt on one knee, wielded the short curved saber, and sliced open the exquisite cage.
"Awoo~" The little lion wagged its head and tail happily.
As the cage broke open, it leaped into Lin Shiwei's arms.
