The Dragon's Cry
Chapter 69

Great Qian Might Fall at My Hands

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Rustle, rustle~

Crack, crack~

The sound of branches and leaves scraping and snapping rose from the dim woods!

Xie Jinhuan gripped the Zhenglun Sword as though facing a formidable enemy, staring at a small mound thirty feet away.

The mound swayed. Only when it stood up and turned its millstone-sized head toward him did he see that it was a gigantic wild boar.

Bristles covered the boar, and its tusks were two feet long. Standing at least a meter and a half at the shoulder, it looked like a small elephant from a distance. Its eyes glowed red and its breathing was heavy. At the sight of this uninvited guest, it began scraping its hooves.

Scrape, scrape...

Seeing this, Xie Jinhuan silently cursed his useless personal maid, an ominous premonition rising within him!

After all, "first the boar, second the bear, third the tiger." Running into this thing in the mountains could cost him his life. In his current condition, taking down this boar would probably be harder than killing Taishu Dan.

Could a dignified third-grade martial artist like me really end up gored to death by a boar in the mountains...?

Wait, this looks like a mount...

Remembering how his Ghost Wife had driven a horse mad, Xie Jinhuan had an idea.

"Beautiful Ye, can you use Possession on a wild boar?"

?

Ye Hongshang sat on a branch with the Red Umbrella over her shoulder, ready to enjoy the show. Hearing this, she frowned.

"Do you want to ride the boar, or ride me?"

At present, Xie Jinhuan wanted both, because a horse could barely move through this mountain wilderness. He whispered:

"Hurry, hurry. Don't scare it away."

With a helpless look, Ye Hongshang raised her slender right hand and crooked her fingers.

Then the Boar King thirty

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