"Meow."
Though Little Fur Ball was full of doubt, since its master had said so, it had no way to argue because of the contract between them.
Forget it. Its sweet dream had been disturbed anyway, so it might as well get up and stretch its limbs.
Thinking this, Little Fur Ball's face revealed an air of swaggering arrogance.
Its body floated into the air, flying to about ten feet above that wild boar's head.
"Meow... purr, purr."
Its two little paws kept waving, and strange sounds came from its mouth, but as for what it was actually saying, even Lin Xuan, its master, had absolutely no idea.
As for that magic beast shaped like a wild boar, that went without saying; its face was utterly bewildered.
Although its spiritual intelligence had yet to awaken, due to instinct, more or less, it still felt a trace of fear toward Little Fur Ball. Originally, it had not wanted to provoke that round, plump fellow, but perhaps Little Fur Ball was simply too overbearing and arrogant. The wild boar could no longer stand the sight of it. After all, because of their nature, magic beasts were far more belligerent than even ancient demons.
"Awooo!"
A trace of impatience appeared on its face, then was replaced by a savage look, accompanied by an earth-shaking roar.
Demonic Qi shot in all directions, surging out from within its body. Then it lowered its head slightly, yet the back of its neck swelled high, and several sharp bone spurs extended from within.
They were more than a foot long, their surfaces wreathed in pitch-black arcs of lightning.
Whooshing sounds of air being torn apart entered the ear. Those bone spurs seemed to have been fired by a powerful bow or a heavy crossbow, shooting toward Little