Golden Terrace

Before this thought could complete, several black shadows suddenly burst from the dense forest, directly charging into the Flying Dragon Guard and instantly tackling someone!

“What is this!”

The startled cry distracted Fu Shen. In that moment of distraction, Yan Xiaohan struck like lightning, grabbing Fu Shen’s wrist, twisting with a bone-chilling “crack” that dislocated one of Fu Shen’s arms.

Fu Shen reacted quickly too, kicking Yan Xiaohan back several steps, rolling aside to relocate his arm, cold sweat pouring from the pain. However, he had no time to seek revenge on Yan Xiaohan, as the unexpected attackers had become an unavoidable threat. Not just the Flying Dragon Guard, but several of their own people were also being attacked.

Even Yi Siming began cursing: “Fuck… where did these come from! Fu Shen! Didn’t you say there were no wild boars on this mountain!”

Fu Shen roared: “I haven’t been here for several years! How would I know! Climb trees, quickly climb trees!”

Yan Xiaohan was directly pressed down from the tree by him, and the two rolled on the ground for a long way. Yan Xiaohan’s lower back was pierced by the wild boar’s sharp fangs, opening a cut on his back, and fresh blood covered Fu Shen’s hands. If Fu Shen hadn’t been there just now, the impact would have been direct, and he would have likely had two transparent holes on his body.

“Thank you…”

Fu Shen only heard him say this much before feeling a strong force on his shoulder as Yan Xiaohan actually threw him aside!

Before his shocked expression could freeze, a black shadow like a whirlwind rushed from behind, and Fu Shen watched helplessly as the thick, long fangs plunged into Yan Xiaohan’s waist and abdomen—

“Run quickly!”

Yan Xiaohan’s roar exploded in his ears, but he himself couldn’t get up, being dragged on the ground by the wild boar. Fortunately, the leather belt of the Flying Dragon Guard uniform, with its copper beast-head buckle, blocked the boar’s heavy strike.

The fangs were caught on the copper beast head, unable to break free. The wild boar dragged Yan Xiaohan around madly, smashing into things. Fu Shen was stunned for a moment before running after him. When he caught up, he was almost driven to madness, nearly spitting out a mouthful of blood.

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