C786 Chapter 786

At this very moment, the people Moh Yao had been thinking about—Qianqian and the others—were trudging through a remote desert on the Spirit Cultivating Continent.

Their clothes had long since lost any trace of what they used to look like, the fabric stained the same dusty tan as the sand around them.

“Why am I always the one with the worst luck?” Jian Feng drove his sword into the sand