He tugged at his spotted leopard and hastily turned his head, realizing the danger. Then, he ran back the way he came.
At this moment, dust was already billowing behind him. The huge rocks on both sides of the river kept falling, mixed with the sound of the rain. The entire narrow path immediately became very crowded.
Everyone pushed the people in front and behind, constantly avoiding the huge rocks and running forward.
A moment of carelessness, and he was hit by a huge rock. Even through the defensive barrier, he felt a faint pain in his back.
Qiao Mu wrapped her arms around Mo Lian's neck and leaned on his shoulder to look back. Her almond eyes narrowed slightly. "I reckon this road will be completely buried in less than two minutes."
With Qiaoqiao in her arms, Mo Lian led Qi Xuanxuan, Liang Qingqing, and the rest to a higher place.
Everyone's expressions turned solemn as they followed Mo Lian up the mountain wall.
