Lin Qingluo's eyes twitched, and she quickly supported him for fear of him falling.
"Brother Lan is too tired."
Lin Yixuan waved his hand in front of Mo Canglan's eyes, seeing no response, he shrugged helplessly.
"Brother Lan, wake up."
Lin Qingluo was both amused and annoyed, shaking Mo Canglan vigorously.
"Spirit Peaches, delicious."
Mo Canglan smacked his lips a few times, mumbling in his sleep.
"Pfft."
Li Yixuan couldn't help it and nearly sprayed peach juice out of his mouth.
"Ah well, let him sleep next to the herb garden."
Lin Qingluo helplessly smiled and took out a thin blanket from her Storage Ring, spreading it beside the herb garden and helped him lie down.
"Hoo Hoo."
Mo Canglan was unaware, stretching out his legs comfortably, and slept sweetly.
"Let him have a good sleep. We will leave early tomorrow morning. We must hurry back without stopping; we need energy."
Lin Qingluo smiled and turned towards the direction of the Spiritual Spring.