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The rain continued for the night.

After dawn, there were still no signs of stopping.

The already soft and damp ground became even more muddy and difficult to walk on.

However, no matter how difficult it was to walk, he had to walk.

Chu Xiaoye would not be at ease until he found a new territory.

The pride advanced in the rain and stepped on the path full of mud and water pits. They walked very slowly.

Chu Xiaoye looked at the majestic mountain in front of him and prayed secretly. He hoped that this time, crossing the mountains would be the last time.

He was tired of this endless path with mountains outside and rivers.

Poor Belia worked hard last night and did not get any response. Now, she was dispirited and walked with difficulty. She did not have the energy to pester Chu Xiaoye anymore.

However, she clearly would not give up.

"Roar…"