After song qingxiao followed Zhou Qi out of the crowd's sight, she released her divine sense.
Number one and the others stayed where they were. They had probably guessed her intention of agreeing to the bow-wielding man's request to leave the silver Wolf behind.
About a hundred meters away, her divine sense sensed the flow of water. Although song Qing had guessed that the water source should not be far from them, she did not expect it to be so close.
She paused for a moment, and the woman in front of her turned around impatiently.
"Let's go!"
The woman's eyes were cold. Perhaps it was because her companion had been killed by song qingxiao's pet this morning, but her eyes were frosty. At the same time, she pulled out an arrow and drew her bow. She aimed at song qingxiao and said with killing intent,
"Don't waste time."
Song qingxiao pursed her lips. The woman stepped on the sand and pointed an arrow at her.
