"Why do I get the feeling you just want to watch me get struck by Tribulation Lightning?" Was it because he had dragged her into it the last time he advanced?
Qiao Ranran raised an eyebrow and smiled. "So are you going or not?"
"No!"
Pei Ling might have been worried, but he had never doubted that Guai Guai could pull through. He knew Guai Guai, who had been with him for so many years, better than anyone. Qiao Ranran had never said it outright, but she had always worried that the Guai Guai before him now was clearly different from the one in his previous life, and that he would be disappointed. Yet only he knew that as long as Guai Guai could climb back up, step by step, then no matter how weak or insignificant it was now, it was still his Guai Guai.
A Guai Guai that died halfway there would not be his Guai Guai.
Qiao Ranran's imagination did not stretch far enough to guess at Pei Ling's twisted reasoning. If she knew what he was thinking, she would probably shed a silent tear for Guai Guai, then prepare it a few more treats.
As they spoke, Qiao Ranran might not have sensed it, but with his cultivation and Divine Sense, Pei Ling could clearly tell that Guai Guai's Tribulation Lightning had drawn quite a few curious gazes. Among them were Wen Ziheng and his party.
He had deliberately changed direction along the way. Otherwise, in the sparsely traveled Demon Glow Forest, Guai Guai's unmistakable Demonic Qi would have appeared in the same direction they had gone. Even if those people did not suspect them, knowing their personalities, they would probably come over to check on them out of "concern."
Pei Ling did not mind letting