Go crazy, who can be crazier than you? [Villainous Female Supporting Character]

Chapter 177 Who banished my beloved? If you're so capable, banish Wang Ma!

The massive male lion, majestic and aggressive, stared intently at Sang Ling as it approached step by step.

That gaping maw looked like it could bite her head off in one bite.

Sang Ling felt a sudden chill run down her spine. She patted herself down, trying to find a suitable weapon, but after searching for a while, she only found her hand covered in mud.

And a half-dead ball.

Sang Ling tossed the small, worn-out ball in her hand, pondering the probability of hitting the lion with it.

It turned out that the small, broken ball in her hands was 100% lethal, but while one lion fell, there were still more than a dozen angry lions.

Yes, family, lions are social animals!

Sang Ling turned and ran without hesitation.

On the vast African grasslands, a graceful figure runs swiftly, pursued by several roaring lions.

At that moment, two lines of narration suddenly rang in my ears.

"Why are you chasing me?"

"I need cough syrup."

Sang Ling, who was frantically fleeing for her life, turned around in surprise and saw the little broken ball that had caught up with her at some point, sparkling with seven-colored light.

"You're awake?" Sang Ling was overjoyed.

The ball flashed twice, then as if it had run out of power, the flash turned off and fell into Sang Ling's hand.

It perfectly illustrates what it means to "wake up, and then fall asleep again."

Sang Ling: "..."

Sang Ling silently clutched the little broken ball. "If you're awake, hurry up and send a distress signal! Why are you posting ads?!"

Despite her weakened state and lack of recovery, Sang Ling was ultimately no match for the strong lion. As she was being pounced on, she picked up a branch from the ground and plunged it into the lion's eye.

Since we can't escape, let's kill.

After fighting the lion pride for an unknown period of time, Sang Ling's strength gradually gave out, her breathing became disordered and her movements became sluggish, and the lion pride took the opportunity to scratch her in several places.

Sang Ling, disheveled and exhausted, pursed her lips, her eyes fiercer than those of a wild beast.

Sang Ling, who had already killed countless lions, stared blankly at yet another lion falling before her.

Suddenly sensing danger behind her, Sang Ling immediately turned around. The lion's gaping maw was right in front of her. Before she could react, a beautiful figure pounced on her.

She pounced on the lion that had ambushed her, and they began to fight, emitting threatening growls.

The graceful and agile leopard tripped it with its nimble and powerful body, then fiercely pinned it down and bit its neck.

The lion, whose lifeline had been seized, struggled a few times before gradually falling silent.

Sang Ling watched the leopard gracefully feeding on the lion's back, blinked slowly, and it took her slow-witted mind a while to process what was happening.

She called out softly.

"Mimi?"

Upon hearing this title, the elegant leopard tail stiffened, and it lazily lifted its eyelids to glance at Sang Ling.

There was a hint of disdain in his eyes.

I don't know if they disliked Sang Ling or the name "Mimi".

However, it did not show any hostility towards Sang Ling.

He continued to lie on the ground, slowly enjoying his breakfast.

After eating the lion's internal organs, it went on to eat the internal organs of other lions killed by Sang Ling, and even picked out the best ones to eat, not shortchanging itself at all.

After it had eaten and drunk its fill, it slowly walked toward Sang Ling, its proud head held high, its posture haughty and elegant.

The elegant leopard came to Sang Ling's feet, hooked her wrist with its tail, and glanced back at her.

That look in his eyes was both arrogant and disdainful.

Sang Ling smiled good-naturedly and patted its head. "Did you smell my scent and come looking for me?"

Mimi rolled her eyes knowingly.

Don't get me wrong, it's just patrolling its territory.

After the tension subsided, Sang Ling felt weak all over. She shakily climbed onto Mimi's back and whispered to her as she lay on it.

"Mimi, I want to go home."

Carrying a person on its back greatly affects the cheetah's mobility; the heavy body is very dangerous for the cheetah.

But Mimi only glanced at the dazed person on her back, hummed twice, and walked away into the distance.

To avoid dangerous predators, Mimi had no choice but to take Sangling on a detour, swaggering through a group of herbivores.

In a daze, Sang Ling felt that Mimi had carried her for a long time, but it also felt like it hadn't been long. She was finally woken up by hunger.

"Mimi, I'm hungry."

Pulling on Mimi's soft fur, Sang Ling spoke weakly.

Then she clearly felt the leopard beneath her become a little more agitated, and it turned in a different direction, placing her down under a towering tree.

It glared at her and was about to go find her some food when it suddenly heard something. It turned around sharply and looked into the distance, baring its teeth and going into defensive mode.

Sang Ling also heard the sound and looked up at the bright sky. Something was approaching them.

A black dot in the sky gradually grew larger and eventually landed on an open ground not far away.

Sang Ling paused for a moment when she saw the familiar, chubby white robot, then her gaze fell on the tall figure striding towards her.

Blink in disbelief.

Was she dreaming in broad daylight? Otherwise, how could she have seen Jiaojiao?

Sang Ling stood up and subconsciously walked over, but her legs gave way and she fell, losing consciousness. She only vaguely heard a familiar voice in her ear.

After falling into a coma, Sang Ling kept having dreams. She dreamed of her childhood before she left home, and also of when she was in the laboratory developing coriander and the others.

She had seen twenty years of her life in a whirlwind, and in the end, she even dreamed of her past life.

This was the first time she had dreamed of her past life since she woke up.

In her past life, she stood lifelessly in the laboratory, accompanied only by cold, hard experimental data.

So what if she's a genius? What has she ever truly possessed?

She had no family, no lover, no friends.

Looking at her lonely and lifeless self from her past life, Sang Ling remained silent, her unspoken sorrow freezing in the air.

Just as Sang Ling was about to succumb to sadness, she suddenly heard Wang Ma's demonic laughter.

Sang Ling, whose emotions were halfway through building up: ? ? ?

Why does Wang Ma's smile look so mesmerizing?

Wait, wasn't she on the African grasslands? How could Wang Ma be here?

Sang Ling's dazed mind suddenly cleared.

No, she seemed to have seen Digua and Jiaojiao before she lost consciousness.

Why would her beauty appear on the African grasslands?

Who exiled her precious daughter here? Damn it, if they're so capable, why don't they exile Wang Ma instead?

Wang Ma: Then I'll leave?