Fang Ping climbed out of his sleeping bag and swiftly packed his things. The surroundings were still very dark, but he could see the carriage carrying water parked not far away.
It was a pleasant thing to drink hot water in the cold morning.
After eating the yellow melon pancakes for breakfast, the team set off.
Today was very uneventful. There were no magical beasts disturbing them, and nothing happened. They just kept walking.
However, the further they walked, the less traces of human activity could be seen on the road. The traces on the road were originally shallower, and the two sides of the road were more desolate.
The next night, there happened to be a huge withered tree beside the resting place. A few Warriors moved out together and cut it into pieces of wood.
Soon, a huge bonfire was lit in the middle of the team. In the cold wind, the bonfire made people feel comfortable.
