"What is a screenwriter?" Xiao San looked at Su Wai Wai eagerly.
Su Wai Wai comes from another world and can always speak some fresh words.
"As the name suggests, he is the one who writes the plot." Su Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai pushed away the mistress who squeezed in front of her and said coldly: "I am in a bad mood. I would like to advise you not to provoke me. When I am in a better mood, we will meet again.
Continue on your way to find the whereabouts of the ancient container."
Speaking of this, Su Wai Wai Wai frowned slightly.
If the dream demon was also taken away by Bei Yueluo, who would she ask about the whereabouts of the ancient vessel?
Deadly!
Bei Yueluo just wanted to leave on her own, but she actually abducted that boy Dream Demon as well.
The more Su Wai Wai thought about it, the worse he felt.
She moved a deck chair out of the wet dream space and dozed off while basking in the sun, feeling very comfortable.
The four children of the Su family consciously gathered around Su Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai, imitating her and taking naps to kill time.
They slept until dawn the next day before setting off and continuing their journey.
Wetlands turned into drylands, and problems arose.
In the past, I was worried about mud monsters, but this time, the heat was unbearable.
Everyone was sweating and wiping their sweat from time to time, but the sun above their heads was still scorching hot. The mud under their feet seemed to be covered with a layer of hot fire, making it unbearably hot.
"Mom, I'm so thirsty." Su Xiaoer was small and couldn't bear it at first. She hugged her crooked thighs and acted coquettishly, unwilling to move forward.
Su Wai Wai Wai Wai picked up Su Xiaoer, looked at the little guy's chapped lips with distress, and said to Xiao Qing: "Xiao Qing, go to the space to get some spiritual spring."
Xiaoqing left in response, and when he came out again, he had a bowl of spiritual spring in his hand.
Su Xiaoer grabbed the spirit spring and drank it in one gulp. This was the fourth bowl of spirit spring he drank within a quarter of an hour.
Xiaoqing shook his head when he saw this and said: "Even if there is a spiritual spring in the space, it cannot be such a luxury. We have to use it sparingly. It would be great if the spiritual spring can be regenerated in the future."
Su Wai Wai nodded, understanding Xiao Qing's worries.
I wonder if there is something wrong with this dry land. Since they walked here, the spiritual spring in the space has obviously decreased.
They didn't drink much from the spiritual spring in the past. Sometimes when they saw the spiritual spring, they would take it into space. Ever since they entered the underground city, they never thought that one day the spiritual spring would be in danger of drying up.
Now I regret not installing more spiritual springs in the space that day. It is obviously too late.
If the wetlands stretch as far as the eye can see, then how can this dry land not be the same?
There were no mud monsters, but the scorching sun above their heads was too much for people to bear. If this continued, they would be dried to death before they even stepped out of the dry land.
"Everyone, listen up, rest where you are, talk as little as possible, and follow my gestures!" Su Wai Wai Wai Wai said and asked everyone to rest where they were.
Xiaoba is a wood spirit beast and cannot be exposed to the sun's rays. He has already returned to the dream space to take refuge.
Xiao San and Xiao Qing were both insisting, fearing that Su Wai Wai Wai and her son wouldn't be able to bear it outside.
They also all need to practice, and they cannot always hide in the dream space and live a good life. This is what Su Wai Wai has recently figured out.
"Master, I can't stand it anymore, can you go inside and rest for a while?" Xiao San fell weakly on Su Wai Wai Wai.
Su Wai Wai looked at the scorching sun above her head, nodded and replied: "Xiaoqing, Xiaosan, you all go in and have a rest, and Xiaoer, please go in too."
Xiaosan and Xiaoqing deserved to be happy, as the two beasts immediately disappeared without a trace.
But Su Xiaoer shook his head: "I want to practice with my mother, and I can't be lazy."