Feng Danyuan ordered with a cold face: "Everyone, stand down."
The onlookers who stretched their necks out of curiosity had no choice but to leave regretfully. General Jia looked at the pot of hot soup with great nostalgia, feeling extremely heartbroken.
After the area is cleared, Wei Zi can talk to the snow lion.
"How did you get here?"
"I sneaked out to play and ran up a few mountains. My parents came to see me. We originally walked back, but as we walked, we couldn't go back. However, it's quite nice here. The scenery is not bad.
It’s the same, but there’s a lot more to eat!”
The little snow lion has grown up a lot compared to when Wei Zi first met it last year. He is already the replica of the lion father, but his habit of talking a lot has not changed.
"If you keep walking, you won't be able to go back..."
Wei Zi frowned and suddenly thought of what the old patriarch said: Tianyu Mountain has a direct passage to the Coffin Mountain altar, and the underwater tomb guarded by the snow lion is not far from Coffin Mountain.
Could it be that the Snow Lion family mistakenly entered this passage and came to the Tianyu Mountains thousands of miles away from the south of the Yangtze River?
This seems to be the only explanation.
Otherwise, she really couldn't imagine how the snow lion family could have crossed the Yangtze River and the Yellow River to reach northern Xinjiang.
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No matter what, the arrival of the Snow Lion family solved a problem for Wei Zi.
She didn't have to carry Feng Danyuan on her back or walk on her own, so she could follow the team to Fajiu Mountain.
"I've seen people riding horses, donkeys, and camels. This is the first time I've seen people riding a lion—it's still such a beautiful snow lion." Ah Qin was speechless.
Some people secretly followed Feng Qing and said: "Other princesses raise rabbits, cats and dogs, but our princess is unique and even raises lions, and even raises a whole family! Tsk tsk, our prince is extraordinary, even the wife he married is not an ordinary person!"
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What else could Feng Qing say? He could only respond with a smile: "Of course, our princess is not an ordinary woman."
However, riding a lion seems very majestic to others, but Wei Zi is a little hard to express: Riding is really tiring!
It is difficult to grasp the focus originally. The little snow lion who insists on riding Wei Zi is also very active. The path that can walk in a straight line must be an "S" line. If you encounter small animals such as rabbits and pheasants, you have to go and scare them - yes
, not catching them to eat, just playing pranks on them.
Seeing this, Feng Danyuan's face darkened, and he swept towards the snow lion like a shadow, and put his hand on its forehead.
The little snow lion suddenly felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him. It was so heavy that it fell to the ground on all fours and its whole body lay on the ground.
"Walk carefully and don't run around." Feng Danyuan warned with a cold face, then turned to educate Wei Zi: "Teach your pet when it needs to be disciplined, don't spoil it to the point of being lawless."
Little Snow Lion: "..." Wuwuwu is so fierce——
Wei Zi: "..." She was shot too? Wait, when did the snow lion become her pet?
"Put your hands here, put your feet here, lower your body, yes, that's it." King Chen, who was heartbroken, carefully instructed Wei Zi on the correct posture of riding a lion.
"Don't run too fast, and don't walk too slowly." To the little snow lion, King Chen stopped whispering and gave simple and rude orders.
The little snow lion didn't know which two tendons were in the right position, but it actually understood these words: You can't run too fast, and you can't walk too slow? So how should you walk?
