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The sky turned dark.

In the humid forest, the temperature fell and it was even colder.

Even a lion with a thick mane could not adapt.

A cold wind blew over and the cold father, who was lying under the tree to rest, immediately shivered.

He hurriedly got up and went to Maya's side, staying close to this lioness and warming up to her.

Qiqi and Nunu hid in the cave dug by the pit and were a little warmer.

The other members of the pride leaned on each other to warm themselves.

The tree was even colder.

Chu Xiaoye let Little Curly Tail and the others rest in the bushes under the tree. This way, they could avoid some cold wind.

He had once experienced even colder weather on the snow mountain, so he did not care about this temperature. However, Little Curly Tail and the others were different.