So from then on, whenever Demon Qi approached in the forest, she was the first to speak.
Some were Mountain Demons hiding behind trees, poking their heads out and letting their eyes dart around.
Su Wanwan swept her gaze over them. "Get lost. What are you looking at?"
The Mountain Demon shrank its neck and actually rolled away.
Others were Orochi coiled in the grass, their scales scraping against the ground as their tongues flicked out long and far.
Su Wanwan did not even pause. "Stick that tongue out again, and I'll tie it in a knot."
The Orochi glanced twice at Chu Yang behind her and Sun Wukong in the trees, then quietly slithered away as well.
There were also two blind little Imps, probably because they had not received the news from last night. While Tang Monk stopped to drink water, they actually pounced from both sides. Before Su Wanwan could curse at them, Sun Wukong sent one flying into a tree with a swing of his staff, while Chu Yang flicked a finger and nailed the other into the ground, leaving only its two legs kicking wildly in the open.
Standing between them, Su Wanwan watched the scene, opened her mouth, and in the end could only dryly add, "...Don't touch him, hear me?"
Sun Wukong laughed so hard he nearly fell out of the tree. "Wanwan, that came a bit late."
"It's still better than saying nothing!"
By noon, the forest finally began to thin out.
The trees were no longer so dense. Shafts of light fell from overhead, making the moss and fallen leaves on the ground shine. The wind no longer carried that damp, fishy scent either, faintly bringing with it the dry freshness of sun-warmed rocks beyond the forest.
Not far ahead, they