Seeing the little dog in front of him, Lin Feng immediately understood what it was. He smiled and said, "Little guy, are you the Blood Shadow Frenzied Lion? How come you don't look like a lion at all?"
The Little Blood Shadow Frenzied Lion jumped directly onto Lin Feng and licked his wrist, as if thanking him for using his blood to hatch it.
"Lin Feng, it's not a Blood Shadow Frenzied Lion. Do you see the horn on its head? That's identical to the horn on the Divine Dragon's head, except it only has one horn. I think that's because of your blood," Sword Spirit's voice came.
Lin Feng looked carefully at the little guy in his arms and indeed saw a small horn on its head. But now he faced a problem: what does this fellow eat? He's been absorbing Star Power these days, so it must have starved. It's so small; does it still need milk?
He didn't have milk, "What does it eat? We can't starve it, right? By the way, how many days have I been in here? Should I be going out?"
