Emperor Qing's Relics!
Feeling the dangerous aura approaching from behind, White Mitchell didn't allow himself to panic.
However, the mysterious woman lying on his back couldn't retain her composure, shouting in desperation.
"Hurry, run! I think I can feel its snake-head right behind my head, run, faster..." The mysterious woman broke into a panic, her tears nearly falling.
In response, White Mitchell replied impatiently, "I would if I could! But this is my top speed already. Do you think I'm a donkey that can run faster with a couple of whip lashes?"
"Wuu…Please, run! I made a mistake, please, go..." the mysterious woman pleaded, sobbingly.
White Mitchell stopped talking, focused intently on the direction ahead, and ran straight through the gap between two towering trees, carrying the mysterious woman on his back.
The trunks of these two towering trees were almost a hundred meters in diameter, looking tremendously sturdy.