Just as the six-hundred-pound Wild Boar King was about to crash into her, Yun Qingyao had already lost hope and prepared herself for death. But at that moment, she felt her collar tighten, and then she was lifted off the ground, embraced by someone, and they rolled on the ground twice before coming to a stop.
Bang!
Yun Qingyao watched as the Wild Boar King shattered the dead tree where she had just been standing. With that force, had it hit her, she would have died immediately.
Yun Qingyao's eyes widened with fear. If she hadn't been saved, she would have been on her way to meet King Yama.
Now the question arose: who saved her?
Although she felt a familiar sensation from the rescuer, she wasn't entirely certain who it was; she only knew that they were holding her from behind. Despite the urgency of the moment, the embrace felt embarrassingly intimate. Although she understood the rescuer's intentions were pure, it was still too embarrassing.
Yun Qingyao blushed.
