A world full of yellow sand, apart from cacti and some succulents, there are just a few withered trunks and weathered bones.
Looking around.
All are undulating sand dunes.
Basically, Baiyu couldn't see anything else.
Machima was leading the way at the front, taking each step neither hurriedly nor slowly, like a seasoned tour guide.
Behind her.
The Divination Master and others remained silent, not uttering a word.
"This is not a place for talking; we can rest up ahead, and then we can talk slowly. I haven't seen Loloya for so many years, I wonder how she's been."
Machima smiled.
When she smiled, two small demon-like horns would appear on her head.
Baiyu didn't know exactly what race she was, so he temporarily classified her as a part of the Demon Race.
She might be a mixed race, who knows.
"Are you very familiar with Loloya?"
Baiyu asked.
