C1068 Sisters of death valley

"Mei Ying, beauty, you must hold on tightly to the wooden stick in my hand. Don't let go, understand?" In order to not let Mei Ying and the beauty fall behind, he had specially found a wooden stick. The three of them held onto this wooden stick, as this would reduce the risk.

"I know, baby, you be careful too." Mei Ying said, her Chinese was better than the beauty's, after all she knew English