Qin Zhao had entered the mountain forest, and it was getting late. As a cultivator, she could see in the night, so the darkness didn't affect her.
Feeling someone following her, she couldn't help but slow down, "What are you doing here?"
"Why then are you coming to take risks?"
There were oddities in the mountain, and dangerous places often held treasures. Naturally, Qin Zhao had come to explore.
She frowned and said impatiently, "Hurry back. If you encounter any danger, I won't help you."
Chu Yan didn't respond, but when Qin Zhao continued walking forward, he still followed behind.
The light in the dense forest was very dim, and it was unclear how he could accurately follow Qin Zhao.
Until a certain moment, he could no longer feel Qin Zhao's presence and couldn't tell where she was.
"Zhaozhao!"
A panic suddenly appeared on his cold and indifferent handsome face.
The place where the two were was shrouded in dense fog at the mountain top.
