Accompanying Liang Die was the seventh Di Sha by her side.
Apart from them, there were over a dozen people.
All of them were hiding in an old, dilapidated Stone Palace.
Jiang Banxia was also here, she had tied up her scattered long hair, it was just too hot.
She looked at the elder outside who was closing his eyes, drawing a straight line with a tree branch.
"Grandpa Shi Tou, come and rest for a while."
Jiang Banxia's voice was somewhat hoarse.
"I'm fine, I can hold on."
Shi Tou looked at the marks on the ground, having drawn a straight line himself, but when he opened his eyes, what he found was a zigzag line.
Clearly, his senses were being deceived.
But the key point was, the deceived senses were random, as if there were no rules.
"Elder Zhang, let's move, staying here is not an option."
Liang Die got up from the ground, ready to look for Feng Lin; he remembered Lin carried a lot of stuff.
Among them, there definitely was water.
