Just as she snapped back to her senses and was about to rush down the steep slope to look for his corpse, she suddenly heard a strange laughter coming from behind her.
Nian Xiaomu stopped in her tracks and her back suddenly tensed up, as if an ominous premonition was approaching.
She turned around slowly and her pupils constricted when she saw du Li, who was standing not far behind her!
It was a black t-shirt and black tights.
Under the scorching sun, he actually wore a gloomy feeling.
The cap on his head covered most of his face, and he was holding a bag of fresh betel nuts in his hand as he slowly put them into his mouth.
After chewing for a few seconds, the bright red juice stained his lips, as if a bloodthirsty demon was opening his bloody mouth..
When he was standing on the mountainside earlier on, he had already seen the sports car rolling down the steep slope.
