Gang Bao analyzed rationally in his mind, but the speed of his downward flight did not slow down, but rather accelerated slightly.

Soon, it saw the lavender color that belonged to the hat.

"Ganggang!"

Gang Bao's eyes lit up, he sped up and held the hat in his mouth.

Suddenly, it realized something and raised its head stiffly.

I saw a pair of red eyes several times larger than its entire body staring at it coldly.

"Ganggang..."

Gang Bao's mind went blank for a moment.

No matter how smart it is, it is still just a cub less than one year old. It has never experienced the direct pressure of such a powerful being.

Gang Bao held his hat tightly, deeply feeling his own insignificance.

At this time, the surrounding temperature suddenly increased.

Gang Bao seemed to understand something and raised his head blankly.

A large swath of firelight fell.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Mist Shadow!"

With the continuous loud noises, the originally cold red eyes in front of him turned into painful emotions.

Gang Bao's eyes suddenly lit up, he flapped his wings and prepared to hide under Wuying Yake's huge head.

But at the next moment, a fire shadow passed by, and Gang Bao instantly felt that he was in a warm and familiar place.

"Are you okay?" Qiao Sang asked.

"Ganggang..."

Gang Bao raised his head and looked at Qiao Sang with a stunned expression, looking a little silly.

It was over, he seemed to be scared to death... Qiao Sang felt cold and shouted: "Little treasure hunt!"
Chapter completed!