ye qingqing did not know which direction to go and could only rely on her instincts to keep walking forward.
she felt herself getting more and more tired, and the energy in her body seemed to be losing rapidly.
his four limbs gradually started to feel powerless again. her weak footsteps caused her to fall to the ground.
but immediately, she struggled to get up and walked forward, stumbling as if she had countless firm wills and used all her life force.
his hands and body were covered in blood.
gradually, the red was dried and turned into pieces of dried shards, sticking to her body.
what should i do, yingluo?
she was almost out of strength.
once, when she fell to the ground, she trembled and stretched out her hands.
she saw that her hands were shaking so badly that when she fell, she even touched the rough tree trunk and gravel, which were all small wounds.
she really hoped that someone would come and save her.
