Liang Yunhui has already gone to the carriage to sleep.
Liang Yuhan came to the campfire, holding a longsword, keeping a vigilant watch on the surroundings.
The cold wind howled.
After the rain stopped, the cold wind continued all night, but fortunately, it didn't rain again.
The biting cold wind hit Lin Zheyu's face, bringing a hint of chill to his somewhat aching head.
'Tai Shang Tai Xing, respond without pause; drive away evils and bind demons, protect life and body; wisdom is clear, mind is at peace...'
Lin Zheyu practiced the Turtle Breath Skill, silently reciting the Purifying Heart Spell, making his heart clear and ethereal.
Time slowly passed.
The night grew deeper, Liang Yuhan stayed sleepless, guarding by the campfire.
Xiaohei was roasting meat all night.
After finishing the beast, it rushed back into the mountain forest, soon returning with another beast to continue roasting.
"Xiaohei, your belly is round again."
