Jiang Chen understood.

The new branches of his lightning-struck peach trees were obtained from those Taoist priests.

It was already late at night, and the three of them were chatting in a lively manner. They no longer felt sleepy, so they rode on the back of the green bull. They had a great time chatting at night, and their mood became more and more cheerful. Chatting itself is also a way to relieve mental stress, commonly known as -

—Talk therapy.

As the therapy time extended, the relationship between the three of them became closer.

Unknowingly.

In the surrounding wilderness, only the sounds of three people chatting...

Extremely quiet.

Gradually.

All the wild beasts and insects within a radius of fifty meters held their breaths, with deep fear in their eyes.

They seemed to have sensed an extremely terrifying existence, and would rather hold their breath and suffocate themselves to death than dare to scream loudly for fear of "people" in the sky.

It was a woman whose body was covered with corpse spots and whose feet were wearing blood-red embroidered shoes.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock.

The toes of the shoes hit the ground, dripping water...

She smiled lightly and quickly drifted across the Gobi desert. With cold eyes, she stared at the three people riding the green bull backwards.

Danger is approaching!
Chapter completed!