In the wilderness beyond where desolate beasts roam, if Xiang Beifei heard human speech, he wouldn't necessarily consider the other party human, for there were creatures like the Meat-Winged Monster and the Ghost Mustache of Remnant Visage. However, he could clearly distinguish the lingering spirit waves of a human.
In this vast desert, the sudden voice of a person and the human spiritual power fluctuations were a long-missed feeling that surprised him greatly. Apart from his grandfather, it had been more than half a year since he last saw a real person.
"Let's go have a look," Xiang Beifei said.
He immediately stood up and shook Xiaohei and Erha, who were fast asleep next to him. Erha lay on its back with all four feet in the air, with Xiaohei lying on Erha's belly. Erha embraced Xiaohei with its hooves, a touching sight in their sleep.
