My Waste Husband novel Chapter 1349

Just like that, Henry and Wei Lan walked shoulder to shoulder.

Wei Lan received some signals a few times in the fog, with Ranjeet taking the lead. They proceeded onward steadily, their pace quickened.

"Fatty, how large is your ancestral ground?" Henry walked beside Ranjeet and whispered.

Having such a vast oasis appearing in the desert was already a rare sight, yet it covered such a frighteningly vast area.

Ranjeet looked at Henry, then finally blurted two words after what seemed to be half a day, "Super large."

Henry just raised his eyebrows, no longer intending to ask Ranjeet anything else.

They followed the markings left by the senior Wei Lan had mentioned earlier. They made a few turns in the fog and finally came to a lake. This lake was where Henry had met with the 13 men of the Alvin League, but they were facing a different direction.

Along the way, the old lady that accompanied Wei Lan would look around from time to time. She was clearly looking out for the powerful swordsman that had clashed with Verrail. Unfortunately for her, she did not find anybody, which made her realise that the swordsman's attack was very possibly coincidental, and had nothing to do with the two men in front of her. The moment the old lady came to this realisation, she no longer saw Ranjeet and Henry with the same importance as before.

Judging from his appearance, Henry's capabilities could only be regarded as ordinary. He practiced the World Destruction Technique and could use the Qi of his surroundings for his own use. It was impossible to figure out his true capabilities.

As for Ranjeet, he was already on his knees back then. No one would find him worthy of anything.

Wei Lan pulled out a unique whistle from one of her pockets after observing some of the markings left behind, then played a strange melody right where she stood.

A few minutes later, two figures emerged from the fog.

"Wei Lan."

These two men were very young. Henry glanced at them and noticed that the both of them were at the level of the middle stage of Qi-concentration. Overall, this level of power could be considered pretty good. Back then, before Joselito had received the inheritance, he was also only at that level.

A practitioner at the stage of the Qi-concentrating Realm could be considered an expert in the World of Qi practitioners, and could even obtain a spot in the Recluse Association as a bishop. From this point of view, it also showed that the inheritors were capable of doing pretty well in the World of Qi practitioners. They were at the level of Qi-concentration, and their protectors were at the level of the Divine Realm.

The two men walked over to Wei Lan, the one with short hair, glanced at Henry and Ranjeet, then asked Wei Lan, "They're not from the Wei family, what happened?"

"They're all dead." Wei Lan's face darkened. "We ran into Joselito. If it weren't for Brother Zhang and this monk who saved us just now, I would probably have been killed too."

"That d*mned Joselito!" The short- haired man clenched his fists tightly, his eyes burned with hatred. "Besides you, there were also people who were ambushed by Joselito, but they managed to escape with serious injuries!"

"Amitabha." Ranjeet put his palms together. "You no longer have to worry, now that I am here."

Ranjeet did not care whether or not he could really beat them, he just tooted his horn as loudly as he

could.

The short- haired man returned a Buddhist greeting to Ranjit and said, "We are grateful to you two for your help. Please come with me first."