Gu Yan lowered her head and picked up a few small stones the size of a fingernail. She threw them directly at the bushes that she had previously suspected.
The stones cut onto the withered leaves, making a soft sound before disappearing again.
However, after throwing the stones, Gu Yan immediately moved quickly. Within a few seconds after she left, another gunshot was heard.
Red smoke appeared again where Gu Yan had been standing.
The other party’s judgment was very accurate. They had actually determined her position based on the direction of the stone she had thrown!
Gu Yan prostrated on the ground and suddenly felt that something was wrong.
She turned her gaze and happened to stare at a gray-colored hare.
Gu Yan: ..
Hare: ..
As it was winter, the Hare had a lot of fur to protect itself from the cold. In addition to being a little confused and reacting to the stress, the fur all over its body stood up like a ball.