After they left the Prison Law City, they did not dare to rest and ran for a whole day and night.
Qi Lingfeng would have to react sooner or later, and they had to make sure that by the time he realized that they were working for others and that their efforts were in vain, they would be thousands of miles away.
That night, they camped in the wild.
Damon's storage bag played a great role. The several thick windproof tents stuffed in it were their only guarantee to avoid freezing to death when sleeping. After they set up the tents, they lit a fire in the middle of the tents, roasted dried meat, and stewed thick soup.
Zhixuan had already turned back into his bean-shaped form. After drinking from the wine pot for a while, he pointed the bottle mouth at Damon's lips and said, "Drink."
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