The Monster Tale: Cat-and-Mouse Game
Ever since the Lost City began to fall, the once-clear sky had been shrouded in gloom all year round.
Now and then, they spotted skeletons lying in the brush along the mountain road.
Every so often, a few crows flew through the woods.
Xiao Ran and the others moved fast. Each step carried them more than ten meters, and by noon, they had already covered nearly a hundred miles.
"I can't go on! I can't go on! I'm done for!"
Golden Toad Son called out to Xiao Ran first, then slowed his pace. The soles of his sneakers were practically coming apart.
Dai Long was red-faced, and sweat had soaked his back. He tore two Wind-Walking Talismans from beneath his clothes and tossed them to the ground, panting heavily.
Clearly, the two of them were having a hard time keeping up.
Well, those two, anyway. As for Huang Le, the Green Bone Old Demon had carried him on his shoulder the whole way. He'd felt like he was about to be sick from the jostling, but at least he hadn't fallen behind.
Seeing this, Xiao Ran slowed down too and took several bottles of mineral water from his storage space to hand around.
"We're moving so fast. Will Wu Man be able to catch up?"
Huang Le hopped down from the Green Bone Old Demon's shoulder, rubbing his stomach and stretching his arms and legs as he asked Xiao Ran.
"You mean, you're wondering what Wu Man will do with Geely and the others?"
Xiao Ran had seen right through him. Huang Le gave an awkward smile, while the Green Bone Old Demon grinned. "Why worry about him? Relax. Out of all of us, he's the best at dealing with people. Something this small will