Gangbao's wings flapped, changing direction, and headed downward.
Amidst the dense forest, a lion-like pet beast with a blue hue and white striped spirit marks on its body was desperately running away.
On the ground, rows of sharp spikes erupted over a large area, attempting to pierce the lion-like pet beast's body.
"Help! Help!"
The man on the lion-like pet beast screamed desperately for rescue.
The Wind Swift Lion, it's that guy again... Qiao Sang showed an expression of speechlessness.
Gangbao's huge body and the sound of its wings flapping could make quite a stir within a certain range.
The man heard the noise, looked up in surprise, and his mouth twitched hard when he saw the figure high in the sky.
"Let's go." Qiao Sang glanced at him indifferently and patted Gangbao on the back.
Some incidents, the last time was enough.
Without a word, Gangbao flapped its wings and left.
