Back and forth, without stopping.
All the way along the direction that the mudslide had just passed, it seemed that it could not stop.
The area of the mudslide was very wide, very urgent, and it was possible that it had already rushed out very far. Even if the three of them could find it at dawn, they might not be able to find it.
But at that moment, no one said that they would give up.
The mountain became colder and colder. It seemed that Frost had already begun to fall.
The road that could be seen in the mountain became lower and lower.
Even the military torches could not see too far ahead.
The cold made it even more difficult for them to move forward.
They continued to follow the mudslide downwards.
Downwards.
For a long time.
Qin Ao suddenly said, “I see a tent.”
The two people who had been looking down suddenly stopped.
Mo Xiuyuan quickly ran over.
