The Wolves Pack devoured the horses of Long Rui and Long Yi, but fortunately, the horses pulling the carriage survived. Otherwise, relying on just two legs, who knows how long it would take them to leave this wilderness.
Long Yi and the carriage driver sat outside, taking turns driving the carriage.
Long Rui sat sideways inside the carriage. At this moment, Xuexue was wearily resting her head on his thigh, eyes closed, taking a rest.
Zi Xia was also sitting beside them, resting her eyes.
After a night of turmoil, they were indeed all exhausted.
Just like this, the carriage sped through the Deep Mountains and Ancient Forests. By the time the sun set in the west, they finally emerged from the wilderness and arrived at a small village.
Bathed in the sunset glow, they could see villagers in the distance rolling up their pants and sleeves, busying themselves at the edge of the fields...
On the narrow dirt road, there were also some villagers carrying farm tools, ready to head home.
