Chapter 135 (1/2)

”Goo! Goo

As he approached, the vultures flew up in a hurry, but did not fly high.

Instead, he fell on the side and waited with salivary eyes.

They thought that this little lion was going to have a share.

Chu Xiaoye walked to the wandering lion and looked at its still intact head and cheek for a while. Fang felt relieved.

It turns out that this is not Lars.

Although Lars is selfish and cold-blooded and doesn't please him, it's his big brother after all.

If that guy dies in such a miserable way outside, and he happens to be seen wandering, he will naturally feel uncomfortable.

This young wandering lion, bony and bony, was apparently starving for a long time.

The reason why it died on the river bed here may be to seek food or to seek water.

With its current size and strength, even if there is a prey standing in front of it, it has no strength to capture.

Every time it is hungry, it will be weak, the chance of hunting will be narrower, and the distance from death will be further.

Therefore, every meal is very important for the wandering lion, which is an amazing but helpless animal.

Otherwise, it will gradually toward death, a vicious circle.

Chu Xiaoye stares at the wandering lion for a moment. Fang turns his head and looks at the little elephant following him.

Next.

If he is really hungry, he will never have any compassion and kindness. He will definitely eat this delicious meal of suicide for the first time!

Before becoming the real lion king and finding a fertile territory for the lions, he must live.

Want to do anything to live!

”Whoosh --”

he suddenly rushed out like lightning, bit a vulture's neck, and then, carrying the unfortunate vulture in its mouth, he flew away.

Other vultures, this just awakened, scared in a hurry, flapping their wings and hovering in mid air.

When he was far away, they fell down again and gathered to the body of the young lion and ate it.

Chu Xiaoye is holding a vulture in its mouth and tasting the blood from its neck. In this hot weather, the dry throat feels cool.

And the little elephant, still drooping his nose, followed him slowly, as if waiting for him to have a meal at any time.

All day long.

In the evening.

Chu Xiaoye has eaten the vulture in his mouth.

He's thirsty now.

The burning sun and the high temperature of nearly 40 degrees made his throat smoke and his mouth dry.

He is in urgent need of water.

So he stopped, turned and looked at the elephant behind him.

Such a strong body, there must be a lot of blood in it, right?

This little elephant has been walking for such a long time. From yesterday to today, it seems that there is no food or water. How can it bear it?

The little elephant saw that he had stopped, and his eyes were glumly fixed on him, and then he stopped.

It looked in his eyes for a few seconds, then, with a flick of its nose, it made its way to the center of the riverbed.

It lifted its heavy front feet and began to pick up the dry sand on the ground.

River bed surface, covered with a thick layer of sand, in the sun's baking, soft and hot.

What is it doing?

Chu Xiaoye was stunned for a moment and walked over.

Is this little stupid elephant, knowing that he is going to die, is digging a hole for himself so that he can bury his bones in the pit after eating meat and drinking blood?

After picking up the sand with his front feet, the little elephant lowered his head and continued to dig down the sand with his long nose.

Chu Xiaoye is standing nearby. When he is in doubt, he suddenly sees the sand dug out by his nose and becomes a little damp.

Then, mud appeared below.