As we travel north, the area becomes increasingly desolate.
The horses were tied to the stream to drink water.
A little further upstream, Lily Changsheng splashed his face with clean water and sat aside with wet cheeks.
Mia Jiang had taken off her shoes, soaked her feet in the water, and stared at the center of the stream.
If Zhang Jing hadn't been with her, she would have gone into the water to catch some fish and grilled them for Lily Changsheng.
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