As the weather grew hotter day by day, their food and water were soon exhausted.
Si Yan dared not tell the cubs this cruel reality.
But soon, Xi Qing also could not hold on any longer, and Dongchi carried Xi Qing on his back.
"Mother, I'm so thirsty..." the feverish Bei Ji mumbled in confusion.
"Don't be afraid. Mother has some in her space; I'll give you some in a bit," Si Yan gritted her teeth.
Bei Ji shook his head; he could guess the current situation of their water and food supplies.
He buried his head in Si Yan's shoulder, as if what he had just said was all confused blabber.
"Wicked female..."
Dongchi's body also started to heat up and weaken. As he carried Xi Qing, he looked at Si Yan. Si Yan knew Dongchi also couldn't hold on much longer. They didn't know the way to Dark Sun Lake and had no one to ask for directions. The scorching sun evaporated all moisture, life itself struggling to survive.
Si Yan's lips had turned pale; she pursed them, unable to speak.
