Winston swung his arm and sent the leopard cub out. Third landed steadily on the ground. He ran a few steps from the inertia, then plunked his head into the grass.
Bai Qingqing heaved a sigh of relief as if she had a great burden taken off her. A golden figure flew out with a swoosh from the treetops. Only when the figure landed did she realize that it was a leopard with a graceful figure. As the leopard moved, two smaller yellow leopard figures popped out in succession from a height of four to five meters in the trees. Their small figures stumbled a little when they landed, but they still laid down on the grass.
Only then did Bai Qingqing notice that the grass pile she had piled on the ground was all gone. She opened her pair of beautiful eyes wide, glaring angrily at the mature leopard. "Where's the grass?"
