"pig?"
Dongfang Qing saw the wild boar after the smoke and dust had cleared away, and came to this subconsciously.
The monk Guang Yuan on the side also shocked, pinched his long beard: "Mr. Dong Fang, you should not read wrong, it seems to be a pig."
Obviously even this Monk felt incredible.
A pig fell from the sky ...
What a deal!
"What a pig ?!"
"An alien pig ?! I don't know how the meat quality compares to local pigs? "
"It must be more delicious!"
"This pig looks so tough!"
"Is it a demon?"
"Not right, this pig has no detectable magic power, and there is no spiritual fluctuation, no difference from ordinary boar!"
"..."
The entire cultivator of Celestial City, when looking at this gray-black fanged wild boar in the deep pit, all talked about it.
