Meow Ba

Chapter 419 Checkmate
It was still the thunderous roar, and the same haze of dust, but this time, Ron, who was hiding in the crevice of the rock, did not cover his nose with his paws to prevent the dust from invading the respiratory tract, but pawed at it with his front legs. On top of the warthog Pumbaa's big head, looking out.

"Boom boom boom~"

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~"

The wildebeest herd kept galloping, and the warthog Pumbaa kept screaming in pain, and Ron's heart sank.

The huge tan body that fell off the cliff did not stand up from the herd of wildebeest, and only Ron's sensitive ears could hear the sound different from the sound of the wildebeest's hooves hitting the ground from time to time.

That should be the collision between the hard horseshoe and the flesh.

"Boom boom boom~"

The time is longer than before.

When the last wildebeest ran past the crevice in the rocks, Ron used his hind legs to leap over the warthog Pumbaa who was screaming in pain and the mongoose Timon riding on him, and rushed into the slowly falling dust like flying .

Relying on his memory, he quickly found a ball of brown-yellow hair in the dust—only compared to before, the brown-yellow hair was now full of hoof prints, and the head that was raised just now was completely lowered.

"Meow!"

Are you OK?

Calling loudly, Ron walked around from the side, and finally saw the front of the brown figure.

It was a gigantic male lion, much larger than the regular king lions that Ron had seen on TV leading a pride.

Surrounding the neck of this gigantic male lion is a brown-black mane as thick as a forest, filling him with majesty.

But at this moment, the brown-black mane was covered with spots of blood, and the huge lion's eyes were closed tightly, preventing Ron from seeing any flashes of wisdom.

"throat!"

My ass hurts~
"King Mufasa!"

Ron was still observing carefully, and was about to activate the Crouching Tiger Stake, rippling with blood all over his body, the painful cry of the warthog Pumbaa and the screech of the mongoose had already sounded from outside the dust.

So, in front of Ron, the giant lion slowly opened its eyes.

Those were a pair of eyes with the brilliance of stars, and the sparkle of wisdom contained in them was not inferior to that of senior brother Persimmon.

Ron believed for a moment that even if this huge lion wasn't the second senior brother's red burnt, it was possible to defeat the second senior brother's red burnt head-on to win the domination of Swahili.

But Ron still needs to try.

"Clap clap clap~"

Before the arrival of Pumbaa the warthog and Timon the mongoose, Ron tapped his paws on the ground, and the rhythm of Morse code sounded in the dust, testing the huge lion in front of him.

The second senior brother, Hong Shao, is also the apprentice of the old man, and also a smart beast with superb intelligence. He should know Morse code, right?

"Roar?!"

"efficient!"

The behemoth in front of him paused after hearing the Morse code that Ron eliminated, which made Ron happy.

Obviously, the other party can understand the Morse code, which also shows that the probability that the other party is the second senior brother is soaring.

Ron hurriedly continued to slap the ground, causing the Morse code to echo continuously.

then.The male lion, who was originally facing the warthog Pumbaa and the mongoose Timon, turned his head, staring at the feline in front of him, which looked a little like a leopard, but much smaller and rounder with bright eyes.

Then Ron heard voices.

"Hello, unknown feline intelligent animal."

The steady voice filled his ears, and Ron couldn't help but widen his eyes in surprise and froze.

Without a translator, Ron could understand the lion's voice directly.

And the voice that Ron can directly understand is nothing but human language!

…………

"I am Mufasa, King of the Swahili."

"thanks for your concern."

The lion's voice continued, jolting Ron out of astonishment.Wagging his tail, Ron collected all the voices into his ears, only to realize that the lion in front of him could not speak human language, and he could understand the lion's voice entirely because of the one that the mongoose Timon gave him before. black fruit.

Obviously, that fruit didn't just allow Ron to understand the language of the mongoose, but also allowed Ron to learn the universal language of Swahili - the sound made by the lion in front of him at this moment was not the squeak of the mongoose, but a lion Growled, but Ron could still understand immediately.

"You're welcome, Lion."

"I'm Ron the orange cat from Savaga. I came to find my second senior brother Hong Shao, and I brought a message from the senior senior persimmon."

There are not so many complicated etiquettes in the beast world, but Ron still squatted up and said the purpose of coming to Swahili this time.

However, Ron kept his eyes on the lion in front of him.

He never gave up the suspicion that Mufasa and Hong Shao are the same lion.

As it turned out, Ron was not wrong to suspect.

"Second senior brother? Braised in soy sauce?"

"Eldest brother? Persimmon?"

"Is there still black rice, Meimei, old white, sausage?"

The lion's voice was still so steady, but Ron could clearly see his body shaking slightly, and even tears flickered from the corners of his eyes.

A thin figure emerged from the lion's mind.

"do you know?"

"In the far east, there is a mysterious country."

"In that country, there is a delicacy named after you."

"Your mane is like soy sauce."

"From now on, your name will be Braised."

…………

"Second brother."

"I am the seventh disciple accepted by the master, Ron the orange cat."

"This time, I came to Swahili from Savaga with a message from my elder brother."

"He says……"

The state of the lion has shown that the guess is correct and has met the right owner.

Ron immediately became excited, he hurriedly moved closer, and said.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted.

"He said they showed up again, didn't they?"

Looking into Ron's eyes, the corners of the second senior brother's mouth slightly curved.

"how do you know?"

"Why do you think I'm here?"

Seeing the warthog Pumbaa and Timon running to him, the second senior brother raised his head to look at the top of the mountain, barely standing up - Ron immediately saw that the second senior brother's abdomen was horrible, it seemed that many bones were broken, and there were many broken bones pierced Out of the belly, gurgling blood.

"I was hurt, badly."

"Four ribs were broken, one pierced the lung, one pierced the stomach, and one pierced the liver."

"It was my brother Sakala who did it."

"But if it's just that idiot, I can beat him with just one paw."

"They helped him, aiming for the Swahili throne."

"However, if they want to inherit the throne, they still have a problem."

"That's my son."

"Now, I need your help, my junior brother, Ron."

It seemed that the things he was talking about had nothing to do with him, but at the end, the second senior brother's emotions suddenly became intense.

(End of this chapter)