Bai Qingqing was given a fright from Parker's shout. She rubbed the soles of her feet together. Although she had left the high-temperature sand, the bottom of her feet still felt hot.
Parker handed the rope to Alva, then carried Bai Qingqing and quickly ran back to the tent.
After being outside for a while, Bai Qingqing's sweat had dried off.
Bai Qingqing stared at the snake tattoo on her ankle, asking worriedly, "How do you think Curtis is doing now? Can he climb up by himself?"
"Who knows?" Parker touched her soles while staring in the direction of the quicksand river.
Alva suddenly shouted, "The quicksand river is disappearing!"
For some reason, Bai Qingqing felt that if the quicksand river disappeared, then Curtis wouldn't be able to come back.
She instantly became anxious, held her breathing, and focused her gaze, wanting to summon him.
Come out! Come out! Come out!
