She wasn't foolish enough to travel on foot and instead spent silver to buy a horse from another farmer for transportation. The farmer's horse, short in stature with stubby legs, could only be described as a nag. It was not only slow but even walking on sandy roads felt rough and bumpy. Both little bat demons rode with her, but with their Light Body Skill protecting them, the horse hardly felt their weight.
After riding for an entire day, it was fortunate that Ning Xiaoxian's constitution had improved; she could endure such hardships. If it were two months ago, the insides of her thighs would probably have been chafed raw, then blistered with blood.
However, riding this inferior horse was precisely Changtian's request, so she had no choice but to suffer through it. With pursuers above and below the heavens, riding a good horse at breakneck speed would just be screaming to others that you were fleeing for your life, wouldn't it?
