After rebirth, the group's beloved daughter exploded the audience

She is indeed here!

"Rourou! Rourou!" He put his hands in front of his mouth and shouted around with his eyes 360 degrees.

"Su Qianrou! Can you hear me?" He exerted all his strength and looked at every possible place.

However, no matter how much he yelled, he still couldn't get any response, not even a single echo.

This made his heart even more dangerous.

After a while, his cautious eyes fell on the unknown mountain forest, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath of cold air.

Maybe Su Qianrou is inside.

He took off his heavy coat, unbuttoned two buttons on his shirt, and rolled up his sleeves.

Exposing half of the arm.

In just a few minutes, he had crossed the road and entered this dense place.

The place is surrounded by bottomless branches and stone and mud paths washed by rain.

Everywhere he looked, there were danger signals.

What kind of ambition does this werewolf Fu Shuyan have!

If something really happened to Su Qianrou here, he would have to peel off his skin and remove his bones!

"Rourou! Su Qianrou! Where are you!"

Following the sound of the cracks in the stones, his voice echoed back, resounding far away.

Su Qianrou relied on her unique skills as an agent and her agility to climb halfway up the mountain.

But it was understandable that some thorny vines pricked her with scars all over her body when she had no way to hide.

The burning pain made her bite her lip unbearably, and bright red blood gurgled down the sides of her mouth.

It seems like someone is calling your name?

Her keen ears heard some echoes, small as if the breeze was blowing for a moment.

Maybe the two of them had a spiritual connection. Mo Beichen rested for a few minutes at the foot of the mountain, and then called her heavily from the bottom of his throat.

"Su Qianrou! Give me a reply if you're here!"

She heard it right, someone was indeed looking for her.

But, who could it be?

Fu Shuyan? The first image that came to her mind was of him.

"Rourou!" Mo Beichen continued to speak uninterruptedly, with a difficult expression full of worry.

She stopped crawling, stopped, looked back, lowered her eyes, and kept shouting: "Shuyan, is it you!"

Yes, it's her voice!

In an instant, the groove between Mo Beichen's eyebrows relaxed a bit, and the muscles on his face also changed from tight to relaxed.

This is simply more effective than a shot in the arm.

However, when he heard the words Fu Shuyan, he felt very uncomfortable in his heart, and a murderous intention came into his heart.

He will definitely kill that kid!

Now was not the time to be jealous, he had to find Su Qianrou while he still had energy.

"Rourou, wait for me there, I will be up soon!"

"Don't move! Wait for me!"

As soon as he finished saying this, the dark clouds opened and drizzle fell, thin but dense.

Because of the rain, the mountain road became more twists and turns, and the soil underfoot became like skating in an ice rink.

Very smooth.

If the soles are not anti-slip, it is easy to get injured.

Mo Beichen's pair of shiny leather shoes caught the trap without hesitation. He fell to the ground and knelt on one knee.

There was a small tear at the knee of the pants, and the skin inside was scratched, revealing some red liquid, but it was quickly washed away by the rain. The wound also started to ooze blood again at this time.

His face showed some unbearable pain intermittently, and he made a mellow "tsk" sound from his mouth.

His brows were also frowning fiercely.

His noise was so loud that even Su Qianrou who was halfway up the mountain heard it.

Her heart suddenly skipped a beat, her face turned pale, and a bad premonition immediately appeared on her face.

"Are you okay? Are you okay!"

Mo Beichen raised his eyes in pain and looked towards the mountain from the corner of his eyebrows, "I'm fine. Just wait for me for a while. I'll be up there soon!"

He said it through gritted teeth.

There is such a long distance between the foot of the mountain and the middle of the mountain, and the entire mountain here is surrounded by branches and leaves.

There was no trace at all.

His heart felt empty, and at the same time, Su Qianrou was also worried.

Compared with ordinary people, Su Qianrou had special training in her previous life. Not to mention such dangerous situations, she would try to climb over even a doghouse full of thorns.

Rather than putting others at risk, it would be better for her to bear the risk alone.

"Don't come up, I've already come down!" As soon as she said this, her feet started to move back.

I don't know how long it took, but she had retreated to the foot of the mountain. However, the old scars on her body had not yet healed, and the new wounds were thickly covered.

"Mo...is that you?!"

The moment she saw Mo Beichen, her pupils suddenly widened a few times, with a look of astonishment on her face.

She thought it was Fu Shuyan!

However, she did not show any look of loss, which only made her messy mood even more complicated.

"It's me, you're disappointed?" Mo Beichen's face was sullen, his eyes a bit jealous.

"No." She replied calmly.

The two of them looked at each other in silence for a while. Suddenly, a heavy rain poured down on them, with rainwater as big as pebbles falling on them.

Feeling the burden, the two people immediately frowned subconsciously, with nervous expressions.

"No, it's raining heavily. We have to find a place to hide!" Su Qianrou looked solemn and turned sideways, looking around.

Finally, her eyes fell on a small cave made of stones on one side.

She pointed at that place and turned back to Mo Beichen and said hurriedly: "Let's go there!"

As she said that, she took his hand, and when she took a few steps, she heard a heavy moan in her ears.

It was Mo Beichen. There was a bruised, red and swollen wound on his knee, and it seemed like he was breathing heavily.

Blood oozed continuously.

More and more each time, thicker and thicker each time.

It looked like he had a critical injury, probably a vein or something.

"You're injured!" Su Qianrou's heart trembled a little.

"It's just a minor injury. It's okay. Let's go." He covered up the injury and gritted his teeth pretending to be strong.

But when he needed some force, the wound was like salt being sprinkled on it, and the pain was excruciating.

"Tsk!" The corners of his mouth twitched slightly and he yelled involuntarily.

Su Qianrou felt distressed, and her face could no longer calm down.

"Don't move, you're already injured, why do you have to hold on! Can't you change this stubborn temper?"

She uttered a tone of punishment, and an anxious and reproachful look came into his eyes.

She looked at his chest muscles that were soaked by the rain in front of her. Those strong muscles could not help but make people think.