"Run, run!"
"Help, help!"
The noise in her ears was getting closer and louder.
Mo Chu suddenly opened her eyes. Her pure black eyes reflected the misty blue sky. She was stunned for a second and looked to the side. There was a crowd of people swarming toward her, most of them were dressed in shabby clothes, and their eyes were filled with fear and shock...
Seeing this situation, Mo Chu finally reacted. At that time, she seemed to have been pushed into the spatial rift by Qiao Shan. Then, was this place still the Federation?
"Silly girl, what are you still standing there for? Hurry up and run!" Just as Mo Chu was in a daze, a middle-aged man who was covered in filth and whose facial features could not be distinguished suddenly pulled her, his rustic accent carried a thick sense of warmth.
Then, Mo Chu, who did not understand what was going on, followed the crowd and ran forward with all her might.
