Looking at Ye Wukong mumbling to himself, Nangong hummed, "Can you not jinx us, please?"
After a month of companionship, the two shamelessly cheeky characters had become die-hard friends.
"You know nothing, Jon Snow, it works if you believe!" Ye Wukong retorted.
The two began to bicker.
Xiao Poor Thing lay next to Gu Tianjiao, waiting quietly.
Gu Tianjiao murmured, "I hope it's not a little goldfish or a sardine."
Chu Ge wanted to laugh, not expecting Gu Tianjiao to make such prayers.
In his memory, Gu Tianjiao had always been cunning and stoic, seemingly unflustered by any situation.
The competition hadn't even started yet, and this woman was already getting carried away with her thoughts.
Time continued to pass.
About half an hour later.
"The Survival Team Competition is about to begin!"
"This Survival Competition is a random species competition!"
