The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. He returned with plenty of prey.
Chu Xiaoye never would have thought that he would encounter the mother and daughter pair of leopards twice when he went out. Furthermore, he had snatched their prey twice.
No.
How could this be called snatching?
This was clearly because the little leopard was too stupid to catch it, and he had relied on his agile skills and graceful positioning to catch it!
This was the symbol of strength!
The night was very quiet.
Chu Xiaoye carried the deer and quietly returned to the camp of the lions.
The lion was still sleeping in the grass not far away.
He carefully picked up the prey and climbed up the tree, not daring to make too much noise.
If the lion found out, the prey would definitely be snatched away.
The big one snatches from the small one. This was true snatching. He could not resist at all.
