The stone was really heavy. Long Wei thought that he could not move it at all, but Dong Xi could always control the most suitable weight.
Long Wei carried the stone on his back and gritted his teeth as he said, "I feel like I'm going to die soon. I'm only left with the last straw."
"Isn't this just nice?" Dong Xi said with a smile.
The sky slowly darkened, and spiritual energy could be used again.
Dong Xi used a cleaning spell to clean everyone up.
Long Wei even directly formed a seal and took out a pot of water. Long Wei said, "Come, drink some water to relieve your fatigue."
Dong Xi took a look and said, "You have a water spirit root?"
Long Wei smiled and nodded.
Cultivators with water spiritual roots were not good at fighting, and Long Wei was afraid of being looked down upon, so he had been hiding his strength.
