Members of both camps knew that the emergence of that bizarre mist had brought their forward progress to a halt, so they had each returned to their tents to close their eyes and rest.
Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, evening had arrived.
"Let me do it, you go back and get some rest." Standing alone beside the bonfire and wondering why Yuanyan still hadn't come over, a gentle voice suddenly rang out beside Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan turned his head to see Pretty Figure; Duan Qifei was currently wearing form-fitting casual clothes that accentuated her body to perfection, evidently having changed into them to handle a fight.
"I..." Xiao Yan initially wanted to decline, but looking at Duan Qifei's resolute expression, he had no choice but to give up, rising and heading toward his tent.
"This guy..." Watching Xiao Yan's retreating figure vanish, Duan Qifei let out a slow smile before taking up watch beside the bonfire.
"Still not coming?" Xiao Yan's resting tent stood at the very edge of the camp, so the walk required a few minutes. As he strolled gently along the path, he couldn't help muttering to himself.
"She wouldn't trick me, would she... But that woman's injuries were also extremely severe..." Xiao Yan muttered as he walked.
"Hum hum hum!" Suddenly, a strange fluctuation slowly welled up from beneath Xiao Yan's feet.
"It really is the power of an array..." Xiao Yan was startled at first, then smiled.
"Plop." With a soft sound, Yuanyan's petite figure once again emerged from the earth.
"Big Brother... You weren't scared, were you?" As soon as Yuanyan materialized, she spoke in a soft whisper.
For Yuanyan to spring straight out of the mud would likely have frightened an ordinary person, but Xiao Yan knew