In this cycle, he continued without fatigue.
"What... what is he doing?" Shen Mizi's eyes showed a hint of doubt.
"It's been five days now!" Ximen Kankan said, "He seems to be saying that he's talking to those weapons."
"Huh?!" Shen Mizi's mouth formed an O shape.
Xiao Yu's eyes turned red.
Xiao Yu slowly walked to Duan Rong's back and called out tremblingly, "Duan Rong."
Duan Rong had just grasped a weapon in his hand when he suddenly heard Xiao Yu's familiar voice. He turned his head, looked at Xiao Yu, his eyes lit up with joy, and said, "Why are you here?"
Xiao Yu stared blankly at Duan Rong, seeing his haggard face and gaunt appearance, with disheveled hair tangled with a piece of straw.
Xiao Yu walked over, sniffed, reached out, and plucked the straw from Duan Rong's hair. Looking at his bloodshot eyes, her heart ached suddenly, and she almost burst into tears.
Xiao Yu suppressed her emotions and asked, "Duan Rong, what are you doing?"
