Yue Yang had never rushed so much to get somewhere before, but he didn’t feel tired at all.
Even though he was carrying Yue Bing and was running through a mountainous path for a few dozen kilometers, Yue Yang didn’t feel anything, enduring the whole thing in one breath. His heart was angry and indignant, making him feel more choked and uncomfortable over time. Nothing must happen to Fourth Mother and the little girl, otherwise Yue Yang would probably turned into an avenging Demon King.
Yue Bing was carried by Yue Yang at first, but when she saw it was too exhausting for Yue Yang who was sweating profusely, she put her sadness aside and got down, running alongside her brother.
It was just that her speed was too slow, unable to catch up with Yue Yang.
Although Yue Yang pulled her hands along, it was still tiring for her.
Finally, Yue Yang summoned the Bloody Queen and ordered her to carry Yue Bing. Although the Bloody Queen couldn’t fly too fast carrying a person, but Yue Bing wasn’t very heavy. With great difficulty, she could still match Yue Yang’s speed. When the Bloody Queen got tired, Yue Yang carried Yue Bing again and ran along the way.
This long path of running made Yue Yang realized that he still lacked one type of beast, and that was: a mount.
A mount wouldn’t be needed at normal times, but during emergency, there could never be enough.