Just when she thought she was dead, Dongfang Xing's body suddenly jumped into the air. He jumped so high that she had the illusion that they had jumped into the clouds.
Wherever the Corpse King is, there will indeed be miracles.
When Dongfang Xing carried her across the sky, climbed over the towering walls, and broke out of the castle unscathed, Xiahou Huan'er felt that she was just dreaming.
After Dongfang Xing climbed over the wall, he did not stop. Instead, he continued to rush outside like a madman. Outside the castle was a lush green mountain range. He carried her over the mountains and ridges, running through an endless stretch of land.
Grassland, and then what comes into view is a desert filled with yellow sand. Looking around, you can't see the edge.
The sky was already turning white, it turned out that they had been fighting until dawn.
Xiahou Huan'er was extremely tired. Even Dongfang Xing, who was as strong as a god, slowed down and his physical strength was gradually exhausted.
"Stop, there are no pursuers behind, let's take a rest first." Xiahou Huan'er reached out and patted his shoulder.
Dongfang Xing stopped, held her body with his palms, and gently placed her on the sand.
Xiahou Huan'er was so tired that she simply fell down on the sand in a big shape.
Dongfang Xing glanced at her expressionlessly, then looked up at the east where the sun was about to rise.
Xiahou Huan'er tugged on his trousers and said, "Aren't you tired? Sit down and take a rest."
He withdrew his gaze and sat down cross-legged next to her.
Xiahou Huan'er licked her dry lips, feeling a little weak: "Thirsty..."
The surrounding area is an endless expanse of yellow sand, with no green grass at all, let alone water.
Dongfang Xing stretched out his rough long fingers, touched her dry lips, and fell silent.
"Dongfang Xing, please summon the winged beast quickly and take us back." Xiahou Huan'er remained motionless.
Dongfang Xing downplayed: "It hurts."
Xiahou Huan'er's heart trembled, remembering that she heard the winged beast's voice, which was a bit sad, and immediately asked nervously: "How is its injury?"
"No problem, go back and recuperate."
Xiahou Huan'er breathed a sigh of relief, then frowned: "What is this place?"
"The southwest desert zone." The words were simple and concise.
Xiahou Huan'er's breath suffocated: "How long will it take for us to get out?"
Dongfang Xing looked up into the distance, his tone was a little slow, and he said conservatively: "Five days."
"What?" Xiahou Huan'er sat up from the sand and looked at him with horror on his face, "No food, no water?"
Dongfang Xing was silent.
It was a bolt from the blue, and Xiahou Huan'er felt her eyes go dark and almost fainted.
She felt that instead of dying in Longqiao's castle, she would die of hunger, thirst, and exhaustion in the desert.
It was all Long Qiao's fault. If she really died in the desert, she would definitely turn into a ghost and come back to seek revenge on him.
"Let's go." Dongfang Xing pulled her up and squatted down in front of her.
"I'll walk by myself." He ran with her on his back for most of the night. He was more tired than she was. Xia Hou Huan'er walked around him and strode forward.
Dongfang Xing did not force herself and marched side by side with her in the desert filled with yellow sand.
The sun was rising slowly, and the sunrise in the desert was very beautiful. The golden sun was like an egg yolk, dangling in front of Xiahou Huan'er's eyes. She swallowed her saliva, wishing she could jump into the sky and lift the golden sun.
The egg yolk was swallowed into the stomach.
What awaits them is a more severe test.
As time goes by, the sun becomes stronger and stronger, and the air becomes hot and dry, like being in a furnace.
