Bo Cixue clenched her fists tightly.
It was so quiet that it seemed like no one had chased after her.
It was so quiet that she panicked.
She could not wait any longer.
Ye Jie was missing and might have fallen into the hands of those people.
Bo Cixue swallowed dryly and suppressed the nervousness and fear in her heart. She pushed aside the branches and leaves and walked toward the direction where Ye Jie had ran in to distract those people yesterday.
Yan Bei was resting under a tree when he heard sounds. He got up and limped after Bo Cixue.
"I say, where are you going?"
Bo Ci's fair and beautiful face was tense. She ignored Yan Bei and looked around carefully.
Seeing Bo Cixue's serious and cold expression, Yan Bei admired her.
She looked slender and soft, but she did not expect her to be so daring.
If it was an ordinary girl, she would have cried terribly from the moment she met with danger.
