Chapter 4623 (1/2)

The black haired snakes are very powerful. Their best fight is close combat. With such strength, the little lion is in great pain. However, the little lion is not a vegetarian. Suddenly, he opens his huge mouth, fangs wantonly, and bites down on the black haired snake mother.

Roar!

The power of the little lion directly made the black haired snake mother extremely painful. She released the little lion immediately, and the huge snake body directly pulled the little lion out.

The battle became extremely fierce. If the black haired snake mother was the one who killed the king, the lion was the messenger of cruelty. Although the little lion was pulled away this time, and even left a very deep wound on his body, the black haired snake mother was not lightly injured, and blood flowed from its wound.

Hiss! Hiss!

The black haired snake mother opens her mouth wide and has sharp fangs. She spits out the snake message and kills the lion again.

Roar!

The little lion roared and was completely enraged. In order to survive and protect Lin zisu, his eyes gradually turned red and killed.

”I can't imagine that the little lion clan, even though they haven't been robbed by Wu Ni Shen, will have such strong strength.” The black haired snake mother was shocked

”Brother lion, you must not be possessed. Control yourself, or you will lose all your previous achievements. You haven't had an attack for such a long time. Don't...”

Lin zisu cried out quickly. She was really worried that the lion was controlled by the devil's heart because of the killing. She didn't want the lion to repeat what she had before.

If he is controlled by demonic heart again, he will be possessed more deeply.

Boom!

After being thrown away, the lion knocked down countless eight clawed banyan trees behind him. With one paw, the lion pulled up the tall banyan trees behind him and threw them at the black haired snake mother.

I'm afraid that such a big stir must have alarmed the warriors of the rat clan. The little lion doesn't care about it any more.

He really can't take care of so much. Even if he is besieged by those rats, the little lion will not refuse to come. If it's too big to be attacked, what's the matter.

He just wants to live, and his beloved woman together, but there are always people who are not afraid of death, come to him to trouble, the lion can only do so, start the most crazy killing.

In fact, he is under great pressure at the moment. On the one hand, he has to fight against the black haired snake mother and its descendants. On the other hand, he has to guard against the sneak attack of the rat clan and the control of the devil's heart.

He constantly told himself that he must control his emotions and never be controlled by the devil. Once he is possessed by the devil, he will really feel bad and turn back.

He can't let those who care about him down and lose faith in himself.

He didn't want to be a puppet of the devil, used by the devil and hated by everyone.

”Kill, today I'm not only going to kill you, but also uproot you. But I want to control myself. We just want to live!”

In the struggle of heart, the lion launched a crazy fight, roared, in the killing, his body was constantly drawn, there are several deep visible bone bloodstains, let the lion is very unbearable, but in order to win, he must kill each other, fortunately, his self will is very strong, there is no sign of enchantment.

”Brother lion, I know you must be in pain. Just call it out. Maybe it will make you feel better. Sue hates herself. Why is she so small? She can only watch you fight with them, but she can't help you!”

Even if she inherited the eternal demon blood dragon soul, but after all, the time is too short for her to become a climate.

Lin zisu wants to help the little lion, just like sister Longling, but she can't do it. Every time she sees another scar on the little lion, it makes her very sad.

”Sue, don't worry about me. Although I'm injured, the other side is not feeling well. I will definitely kill the other side. You see, I can continue to fight.”

The more so the little lion was, the more moved she was. Her eyes were moist again. She could only pray in her heart.