Chapter 384. She has come, riding on a camel (at the third watch of the night)

"The poison has been temporarily suppressed," Wei Nan said.

Li Mochan replied, "You should go back first."

"Master, I can’t leave. Those Dead Warriors all carry poison darts, I need to stay here," Wei Nan hastened to stand up, feeling a wave of dizziness in his head.

Wei Dong quickly supported him as Wei Nan steadied himself, then continued, "Master, I will come up with an antidote as soon as possible. Please let me stay here."

He knew his master was concerned for him, which was why he was being asked to go back, but in the current situation, he absolutely could not leave.

Li Mochan frowned slightly, "If the poison hasn’t been neutralized by tomorrow night, you’ll go back first."

Wei Nan nodded, and Wei Dong helped him sit down.

**

The fierce sun baked the desert, the accumulated sand on the ground scorching hot.

At dawn, on the outskirts of the Desert of Hell, a slender figure took refuge in the shade of a tree to cool off.

The light, faint and scattered, fell through the gaps in the leaves, casting a delicate shadow on the woman’s exquisite profile.

Ye Jiuliang sat with her legs crossed, a lollipop in her mouth, her eyes reflecting a hint of languidness.

She glanced at the camel lying on the ground asleep and flicked its ear with her hand.

"Wake up, camel."

The camel was small in size, but sturdy in limb, exuding an air of laziness.

Hearing Ye Jiuliang’s voice, the camel slowly turned its head, smacked its lips, and then continued to sleep.

Completely ignoring Ye Jiuliang.

Ye Jiuliang laughed in exasperation, prodding it with a straw, "Fatty, get up."

She gritted her teeth, speaking coolly, "If you don’t get up, I’m going to eat camel meat."

Before she had finished speaking, the camel pretending to be dead on the ground suddenly stirred.

Its short, round ears twitched as the camel turned its head to look at Ye Jiuliang, narrow eyes flashing with mirth and veiled threat.

Animals are particularly sensitive to danger, and startled, the camel quickly got to its feet.

"Good, you know what’s good for you," Ye Jiuliang got up, flicking off the bits of grass from herself, and reached out to grab the rope on the camel.

"Come on, Fatty."

Ye Jiuliang swung herself onto the camel’s back with agile and graceful movements.

The camel finally started moving, strolling along at a pace that could compete with a tortoise.

The desert wind was strong. Ye Jiuliang had come prepared, with a face mask and hat duly worn.

After arriving here, she suddenly regretted not bringing her motorcycle helmet.

On the fringes of the Desert of Hell, the environment was still not too harsh, and there were a few farmhouses around.

After asking around, no one had seen Li Mochan.

Ye Jiuliang looked around and then back at the old woman who was shelling corn on a wooden stool, "Grandma, has anything strange happened here recently, or has any stranger come by?"

The old lady paused in her shelling, thought for a moment, and said, "It seems there has been. For the past couple of days, a black plane has been flying back and forth, never seen it before."

A black plane?

Ye Jiuliang furrowed her brows. Could it be Dark Hall’s plane?

"When does the plane usually appear?"

"Should be about an hour from now," the old lady said.

Ye Jiuliang thanked her and left with the camel.

On the road, she took out her phone and dialed Li Mochan’s number. Still no answer.

As the day grew late, the sun’s rays intensified.

The Desert of Hell had a complex terrain, with a large expanse of shrubbery beyond the Gobi desert.

The deeper she went, the hotter it got, and in no time, Ye Jiuliang was sweating profusely.

Damn this ghostly weather.

Ye Jiuliang wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeve, took off her coat, and tied it around her waist.

Li Mochan, for your sake, I’m really putting my life on the line.

So hot it could kill a person, this heat could almost roast her alive.