There was a pine tree next to it, so I made a torch from the local materials.

Ah Zhi was making torches while recalling the direction he saw during the day, and his memory was quite good, but he couldn't remember it so firmly.

Nam Young-geun regained some strength, and he could only do small things that were not very laborious.

Nan Rongjin admired Ah Zhi, and saw that Ah Zhi was much haggard under the firelight, and he did not have the brilliance of the previous days.

"Ah Zhi," Nan Rongjin whispered, "and they're still following!" ”

For the man in black who has never left an inch, he is disgusted and afraid.

Ah Zhi looked up lazily and said with a wry smile, "They can bear it, but we can't!" ”

Quickly made the torch, Ah Zhi raised it, and took Nan Rongjin's hand, she didn't have the cleanliness she used to have in times of crisis.

"Let's go," Ah Zhi turned back three times in one step, for fear that those people would suddenly make some moves.

"Hmm," Nan Rongjin carried a broken scythe and silently followed Ah Zhi.

Nan Rongjin tilted her head to look at her from time to time, and secretly wondered in her heart, what kind of person is this, who can be so calm?

The moonlight was bright, and the branches and figures were mixed together, accompanied by the light of the fire.

The shadows of the two of them shuttled through the deep forest like ghosts, and they had seen thousands of scenes of fighting and killing, and the black-clothed man who followed all the way unconsciously raised his hand and touched the bridge of his nose, and these two girls were also bold!

The two of them ignored the black-clothed men who never left, and walked forward on their own.

The scenes remembered during the day, at night, more or less forgotten, Ah Zhidong looked west, the shadows of the trees were swaying, and the wind was shaking.

Not far away, there was the sound of trampling on dead branches, and Ah Zhi numbly raised his feet and walked forward.

But she also held Nan Rongjin's hand firmly, and at this moment, she could feel that her palms were full of cold sweat.

Nan Rongjin's whole body was sweating as if she was soaked in water, she didn't dare to look back, and she didn't dare to ask Ah Zhi what to do now.

In this wilderness, there are snakes, insects, rats and ants scurrying around, and there is also that huge jackal.

In front of them, there are snakes, insects, rats, ants, jackals, and wolves, and there are people in black who are leisurely and happy to watch the play.

No matter how you think about it, how terrible it is, how hateful it is.

Nan Rongjin's hand is clenched, and he can't do anything else, but he can also do it in one go.

The breeze of late spring and early summer is gently blowing, mixed with the moonlight, and the surrounding environment, it is really terrifying.

Suddenly, Ah Zhi's feet seemed to have stepped on something, and he was very awkward.

When the torch got closer, Ah Zhi didn't react at all, but Nan Rongjin, who was weak, shouted.

"Hairpin!"

Ignoring the dead branches and leaves under her feet, and all the dangers, Nan Rongjin hurriedly picked them up and looked at them carefully in the firelight.

The hairpin in his hand is inlaid with a white magnolia, the core is a round and transparent white jade, the blood stains covered by the body are black, and there is still a pleasant breath.

Nan Rongjin burst into tears, held the hairpin tightly, and raised her eyes to look at Ah Zhi, who had a little reaction.

Nan Rongjin was full of crying, choked up, spread out his palm, and handed her the hairpin, "Ah Zhi, this is ...... Yueyue is the birthday gift I picked for her! ”

Ah Zhi was like being bombarded by thunder, staring at her blankly for a moment, and then retreating consciously.

There was a slight smell of blood clotting in the spot under my feet.

Ah Zhi looked at Nan Rongjin and pointed to the ground, "There are a lot of blood stains here!" ”

As far as the eye could see, there were blood stains on the dead branches and leaves, there were traces of being dragged, and in the gray and black soil, there were a few torn rags, which were the clothes that Yue Yue wore before her death.

Nan Rongjin cried bitterly, grief-stricken, couldn't even speak, looked at Ah Zhi stupidly, and just looked at it.

Nan Rongjin didn't know how long he had been looking at the rags on the ground, so he slowly bent down to pick them up, picked them up like a treasure, and carefully held them in his palms.

Seeing her expression of wanting to cry without tears, Ah Zhi was silent for a moment, "The trail of drag is in the northwest direction, let's take a look." ”

For a long time, Nan Rongjin didn't move, staring blankly at the rag head and hairpin, maybe in her life, except for the second elder and Nangong Sheng and Ah Qi, I'm afraid there is no hope!

was persecuted by Xiaomi's design, Yueyue, this girl is pleasing and pleasing, seeing that the marriage is tied by a thread, how can she ......

Su Rili has a good relationship with her, although she has no father or mother, but she is also born and raised by her parents, and now she is buried in this wilderness, she only feels that her throat hurts, and she can't say anything, Nan Rongjin squatted down violently and cried bitterly.

Ah Zhi sat next to her quietly, although he couldn't say a word, it was enough to accompany her.