She seemed to have picked up a treasure.
Yue Jinghua's eyes widened in shock as she watched Ya slicing open a long and narrow wound on the throat of a Dark Two-headed Wolf pinned by two opponents.
This was already the fifth attack of the day, and without exception, all were slain.
Ya was ruthless and showed no mercy in his actions.
With just a few bags of clean water and some packs of meat, she had found herself an extremely resilient fighter.
In her previous life as a female spy, she had seen some exceptional bodyguards of political figures and tycoons, including special forces soldiers, but none were like Ya.
After reaching a silent agreement with her, most of the time, Ya simply followed behind her.
He was born with a sharp sense of crisis, and several times, when Yue Jinghua was about to step on the hidden Demon God Fire in the sand, he would quickly pick her up and retreat several meters away.
