บท 3165: Night Prayer

When Mo Fan flew out of the Divine Wood Well, the sun was shining brightly above him.

The desert reappeared, and the strange oasis was gone.

Mo Fan landed on the soft sand. He had exchanged the Sacred Spring for a unique spore. He felt both happy and sad about this.

"Whatever. There's no point in overthinking. The world is huge. I can't make sense of everything. I might as well pass through the Mediterranean Sea and spend time with Xinxia. She must really miss me."

Mo Fan was not the type to obsess over answers. The amount of thinking he had done in the Divine Wood Well did not matter. Once he left, nothing compared to Ye Xinxia's soft lips. He fantasized about her feeding him the local sun-dried wine that was cool, silky, sweet, and fragrant.

Excitement quickly replaced all his confusion.

Monsters, demons, the unknown, and fear were nothing compared to resting in her loving arms.

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