While they were chatting and laughing, the members of the Saint Tao family were still engaged in a bloody battle with wild boars.
The young man, drenched in blood, roared, "I'm going all out against you!"
"Don't be impulsive."
"Senior Sister, we have to find a way to break out. Otherwise... if this goes on, we won't be able to endure it."
"I'm trying to find a way." Zi Yan's face was ashen.
Reflecting on their journey into the Wasteland, it was she who suffered every time, following behind the Divine Body.
She was perplexed. Why didn't those beasts attack the Divine Body? If they hadn't entered together, she would have even suspected the Divine Body was in cahoots with the beasts.
In the midst of the battle, a figure suddenly appeared in her field of vision—it was Chen Pingping.
