[Quick Time Travel] The villain boss is targeting Maomao again

Chapter 5

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On this day, Lord Xuan, along with Chen Ji and all the second-level psychics in Xuanming City, dozens of people, set out for the Devil's Forest in a mighty manner.

Tang Qing was still thinking, how can we get there for such a long journey, even if it is convenient to drive on the mountain road?

As a result, after he saw Lord Xuan and his own vehicle, his pupils dilated.

It turned out to be a big lion, a mutated one, much bigger than an ordinary lion.

This is a majestic African lion, with a large and dense brown mane around its head, and the long mane extends to its shoulders and chest, which is very majestic. As the king of beasts, the lion has shiny fur all over its body, shining with golden light, and looks very majestic.

Tang Qing felt that it should be able to slap him away very far with one slap.

Gu Mi patted the lion and introduced it, "Tangtang, this is Ryan. He will take us to the Devil's Forest in the next two days."

Ryan turned his head, turned his big furry face to Tang Qing, and let out a roar that shook the mountains.

Tang Qing was so scared that his pupils dilated. He curled up, flattened his white pointed ears, and his fur stood on end. His tail stood up high, and he buried himself in Gu Mi's arms, purring like a cat.

Gu Mi was pleased by the cat's wholehearted reliance on her. She soothed the cat with her porcelain-white hands and explained with a smile, "Don't be afraid, little princess. Just think of Ryan as a big cat. He's very well behaved."

Tang Qing was so frightened that he didn't notice how Gu Mi called him and just curled up in the man's arms.

Ryan has evolved intelligence and can communicate, and a level 4 mutant like Gu Mi can completely tame it.

Gu Mi ordered: "Ryan, stop yelling, you'll scare Tangtang."

Ryan looked at the beautiful white furry cat curled up in the man's arms at a loss. It blinked its blunt golden eyes in confusion, as if it had no idea how to get along with such a small and beautiful friend.

The man ordered again: "Ryan, cat meow."

Ryan looked at the man, then lowered his head, rubbing his two thick big paws together, as if trying to pretend he didn't understand.

The deep voice carried the dignity of a Level 4 Psychic: "Ryan."

Ryan wrinkled his hairy face, slowly opened his bloody mouth, and spoke in a low and flat voice:

"Meow."

Ah, this... Tang Qing couldn't help but laugh.

The cat in my arms poked out its white head, a pair of round, mandarin duck eyes, and mustered up the courage to look over.

Ryan looked at the pair of watery eyes, which were more beautiful than any color he had seen in the deep forest. He couldn't help but lower his voice in shame:

"Meow meow."

Tang Qing was amused and made a sweet and soft cat cry: "Meow~~"