When the bolt of golden lightning struck, Fat Meow was happily munching on something fragrant it had snatched from a wolf.,"My little darling, if anything were to happen to you, how could you live Thank goodness, thank goodness the heavens have opened their eyes." Saying this, another string of warm kisses fell upon her.,But unexpectedly, the sound wasn't the familiar meow. It was the cry of a human child, "Ahhhhh!"。