With some advantages of his own, Yang Jian could have subdued this Evil Hound by himself, but who would have thought that the bracelet mark left on his wrist would manifest in the dream, causing the once-calm Evil Hound to lose its senses and attack him directly.
The tackle, the biting, it was seamless. Yang Jian had almost no chance to resist, barely struggling a little.
If this continued, he would surely be bitten to death alive.
However, the sudden appearance of Yang Xiao directly ended this situation.
Yang Jian's arm was bloody, full of bite marks. Seeing the Evil Hound stop its attack, he quickly rolled over and stood up, rapidly retreating to leave the range of the attack.
"You're a bit late, I almost died here." He was gasping for breath, heart still pounding with fear, completely ignoring the wounds and pain on his body.
These injuries are just temporary; once out of the dream, everything will recover.
