Looking at the clay figures and altar in the sky, Xu Qing immediately understood who was here.
As for Erniu's figure, it also caused Xu Qing's fatigue from being refined and chased to dissipate a little.
At the next instant, the team of clay figures appeared above the forest.
Erniu, who was in the procession, walked over quickly in high spirits. After he landed beside Xu Qing, he punched Xu Qing's shoulder. A gentle force spread out and spread throughout Xu Qing's body.
Sensing the weakness in Xu Qing's body and the traces of his body collapsing many times, Erniu didn't say anything on the surface. He only winked at Xu Qing and laughed.
"Junior Brother, did you miss me especially when you were fleeing for your life?"
"Without me around, you must have found it hard to eat well, sleep soundly, and you must have felt especially out of sorts. Even your cultivation must have felt bland, as if something was missing from your life."