Deep in the Tagor Desert, ordinary people faced a true land of death. Yellow sand blotted out the sky, and water was scarce—more precious than gold.
Only a few oases under the Snake-People Tribe's control offered any sign of water.
At that moment, a certain fellow who had sneaked into an oasis to fetch water—and stolen a glance at Yue Mei's enchanting figure while he was at it—was being hunted by her, with nowhere to flee, neither to heaven nor underground.
"Teacher, hurry and come save me! I can't hold out!"
Xiao Yan was in a truly foul mood. He had gone to great lengths to sneak into the Snake-People Holy City, only to find its defenses too strong. Yao Lao had reluctantly decided to give up.
Xiao Yan had fled all the way here, and just as he was about to replenish his water, he ran into a troublesome snake woman who insisted on dragging him back.
"Little Yanzi, an old acquaintance has arrived. I'll lie low for a bit!"
At that, Xiao Yan nearly exploded. At the crucial moment, Yao Lao had gone offline!
"Little brother, come back with big sister. I rather like talented young humans like you."
Yue Mei gave chase without letting up. In the next instant, she had already darted in front of Xiao Yan.
"I'm done for!"
The experiences of Xiao Yan's life flashed through his mind.
Then a blade of light abruptly cut them short!
Bang!
The blade struck the sand, kicking up a cloud of dust.
In the next instant, Xiang Liu appeared in the sky with Xiao Lei and Xiao Yi Xian riding on his back.
"Xiao Yan, it's only been a few days, and you're already looking a little rough!"
Hearing that, Xiao Yan realized he was still alive