"Stop looking back. In this short while, I counted for you—you've turned around fifteen times already. Turn back again and your neck will be crooked." Shui Ling'er quietly transmitted her voice into Han Weiwei's ears as she looked back. "We haven't gone far at all. Nothing dangerous will happen. If he thought there would be danger, he wouldn't have left us."
"You little brat, you actually dared to laugh at me. So what if I look back? I like looking back." Han Weiwei immediately glared at Shui Ling'er and viciously transmitted her reply.
"He's back."
At that moment, everyone looked behind them. In the brief time Han Weiwei and Shui Ling'er had been talking, a dawn-sun-like streak of light had already caught up from behind.
"Desolate God Slaves? Those are two Desolate God Slaves?"
Han Weiwei and Shui Ling'er, who had been bickering in secret, were stunned as well. Besides the two Outer Realm Demons, they saw that Wei Suo had also brought along the two Desolate God Slaves.
"How did they end up following you?"
Seeing the two Desolate God Slaves obediently following Wei Suo, Han Weiwei could not help asking Wei Suo, who had arrived before them in an instant.
"When I went over, they were fiercely fighting a demonic beast. I dealt with it, and they followed me. I asked whether they wanted to follow me, and then they followed me." Wei Suo glanced at the two Desolate God Slaves behind him and chuckled.
"Could it be that because you saved them twice, they're like your Rabbit Brother and think you're their brother? Can they really understand what you say?" Han Weiwei simply could not figure it out. Tugging at Wei Suo's sleeve, she muttered to herself. In her view, saving them once was saving them, and