Especially now, in the latter half of the night, the dew was even heavier. Qin Xi truly felt as if he were caught between ice and fire, the two sensations before and behind him both incredibly distinct.
He could only hear the cries of magical beasts in the distance, sometimes seeming far away, sometimes near, circling around the area where they were. But Qin Xi was not especially afraid. Just like that, time passed little by little, and the darkness in the sky slowly drifted farther and farther from them.
Looking into the distance, he could faintly make out a few strands of light spreading from where they were.
Qin Xi looked at the distant sun, which seemed to be revealing its head bit by bit, bringing a touch of light to the earth. He gazed slightly into the distance. After an entire night, his body had become extremely stiff, so he got up, stretched his muscles and bones, and leapt onto a relatively tall dead tree.
Qin Xi looked toward the distance, where the sun was rising. The forest seemed to still be veiled in wisps of white mist, draping the sun in a hazy layer of gauze. Looking at the scene, Qin Xi felt that such a sunrise was truly rare, and that this scenery was indeed very beautiful.
After a while, the sun had gone from poking out a little bit of its head to exposing half its face, looking warm and bright, giving people the feeling that the whole earth was coming back to life. A little while later, the sun had fully risen, its light shining over the entire land, making everything seem full of vitality.
Qin Xi looked down, then jumped down, took out a pot, and very skillfully poured water into it, added