The ten-feet-long strange beast that was originally under Xi Qingchi had now shrunk to the length of an arm, and was lying on the back of her neck with its eyes closed in comfort.
The man and beast did not feel that traveling through the void was a dangerous thing. Instead, they were very relaxed.
Jian Wushuang was helpless. This girl was simply an extra-large burden. If he really took her to the Great Mi Heaven, he was afraid that there might be trouble.
Di Qing's face was cold. Perhaps he was in a bad mood because he was tricked by those guys who were guarding the Immortal array not long ago, so he naturally did not have a good impression of Xi Qingchi.
In his opinion, the lower the cultivation level of a person, the more sinister and cunning they were, and this included the woman in front of him.
"Are you leading the way correctly?" Di Qing still did not believe her and asked.
