The Snake-People Tribe, Yue Mei

"Ptooey!"

Spitting out a mouthful of sand that had blown into his mouth, Zhou Changqing took out his water flask and drank some sweet, clear water.

He glanced at the blazing sun overhead and felt the hot, dry air around him, inwardly clicking his tongue.

"This desert really isn't fit for humans. It's hard to imagine how the Snake-People Tribe survives here."

Then he looked at the graceful figure ahead, her waist swaying as she slithered along to guide him. The thought of possibly having to live in this desert for a long time made him miserable.

Even a little hopeless.

Even now, he could not understand why he had run into this woman!

If not for this whole mess, he would still have been outside Water-Storage City, enjoying his peaceful life in safety!

His luck was rotten!

Looking back at Zhou Changqing's bedraggled appearance on his first trip into the desert, Ling Sha curled her lips, taking some pleasure in his misfortune.

He had not given her a single pleasant look throughout their journey.

He was nothing like the obedient fellow she had first captured.

Naturally, Ling Sha was delighted to see him suffer a little now.

"How much longer until we get there?"

Zhou Changqing noticed her smile and asked irritably.

Ling Sha was not offended. She smiled faintly. "Soon. Hang in there a little longer, little brother."

At that, Zhou Changqing said nothing more and trudged onward with his head down.

Nearly half a month had passed since his capture.

They had also traveled from Water-Storage City into the Tagor Desert.

Throughout the journey, Zhou Changqing had maintained a cold, even openly annoyed attitude.

Part of it was to vent his displeasure.

But mainly, he was testing the woman's limits.

Yet she always met his probing with