Chapter 310 Death Call (18)
"We will take turns to keep watch. You should rest tonight." Wei Ning said to him.
The Eight Desolate Divine Beast rested its head on its front paws. Now that it was freed from the seal, the beast looked more ferocious and majestic than ever before. The light in its eyes was sharp, as if it could eat people.
Hearing her words, he snorted and said, " Why jump down with me?"
"If I remember correctly, you were the one who jumped down after me, right?" How could she lose in an argument?
"Hmph! Now you're being stubborn." The Eight Desolate Divine Beast snorted. Although he looked unhappy on the surface, he was actually quite happy in his heart.
Wei Ning sat cross-legged beside the fire and said nonchalantly, "I'm happy and I'm willing, is that not okay?"
The two men sat face to face in silence for a while. Suddenly, there was a shaking in the quiet underworld, like an earthquake. The Eight Desolate Divine Beast immediately stood up, walked to Wei Ning, and looked up into the distance.
There seemed to be a little light, falling far away.
"Maybe someone came in again?" Wei Ning also stood up and said uncertainly.
“Why does the Netherworld open twice in one day?” The huge eyes of the Eight Desolate Divine Beast sparkled in the darkness.
"They are so far away, they shouldn't be from the Underworld." Wei Ning frowned. There was no need to worry too much for the time being. They were so far away that he couldn't see their fire.
"Let's get on the road after a night's rest." Wei Ning had a strange premonition in her heart. Although she didn't know who came in, it seemed like a trouble for her.
Her premonitions were always accurate.
The man and the beast rested around the fire. The Eight Desolate Divine Beast slept for several hours. During this time, Wei Ning remained awake, playing with the small black sword with his fingers.
Mental power is not spiritual power, but it is obviously useless in the underworld, so she has no way to control the black sword to hurt people from a distance.
Then, we should think of another way.
She walked around and picked up a straight branch. She cut off the branches on it and bent it. It was very hard.
She tore off a piece of her skirt, cut it into thin strips, and then weaved it into a thin rope. She tied the dagger she carried on her calf to the top of the branch, and then wrapped the thin rope around the wooden stick.
In this way, this wooden stick can be used as a crutch or as a weapon, either a spear or a sword, and can be any length.
She didn't know how powerful it would be in the hands of others, but she knew it would be a hundred times more powerful in her hands.
After resting, they got up and set off. Wei Ning sat on the back of the Eight Desolate Divine Beast and tied torches to tree branches to use for lighting.
In such a silent space, it is impossible to judge the distance and direction, which makes people feel uneasy, but Wei Ning can always decide where to go based on the humidity of the air, wind direction, soil, etc., which makes the Eight Desolate Divine Beast feel much more at ease.
"How did you learn these things, girl?" Even a divine beast like him who has lived for thousands of years does not have such ability.
"Everyone is good at different things, I just happened to learn these." Wei Ning said with a smile, "Don't worship me too much, although I am cool, but I don't like fans who are too rough."
Does this mean he is rough?
He's just a little bit bigger, how is he rough ?
The Eight Desolate Divine Beast hummed and walked forward. Suddenly, Wei Ning shouted "Stop". He immediately stopped and asked, "What's wrong?"
"The airflow is not right. Go forward slowly, not too fast, and be careful."
The Eight Desolate Divine Beasts never doubted her abilities.
