I don’t know how big this island is at present, but she only knows that the more she runs, the more lush the trees will be.

It was clearly noon, but the jungle was very dark. Because it rained last night, the branches were drizzling, the grass was covered with water droplets, and the ground was covered with mud.

Jiang Lan stumbled in the forest and threw it several times. The bathrobe on her body was covered in dirty and muddy. She was not wearing shoes, her ankles were cut a few times, and the soles of her feet were also cut by sharp stones.

"elder brother......"

Her voice was crying, and she didn't have a loud voice. She wanted to shout, but as soon as the sound came out, all she heard was the inaudible cat moan.

Jiang Lan fell on the ground several times, and she got up again, not caring about the pain in her body, and walked deeper with tears in her eyes.

At the end, she could no longer tell the difference between the south and north.

Jiang Lan stood in a daze in the forest, looking at the towering trees around her, the sound of birds and insects roaring one after another, intertwined into a net of fear and panic, which deeply enveloped her head.

She saw the bluestone slab not far away and hurried over. This was the only shelter she could find in the jungle.

All directions are surrounded by green vines, and thick trees are crisscrossing, revealing gloomy and ancient everywhere.

Jiang Lan curled up on the bluestone slab.

She seemed to be unable to find Lu Jingchi.

He even lost himself.

When Lu Jingchi came back, he didn't see Jiang Lan either.

He frowned and returned to the cabin, which was empty inside, and the bathrobe covering her was thrown aside.

Lu Jingchi got off the yacht and walked quickly into the jungle.

The sun gradually turned west, and the roar of wild beasts could be vaguely heard in the jungle, hunting birds hovering above their heads, crows cried, and wings flapping the leaves, and all kinds of holes penetrated into her ears.

It's like a ghost seeking life.

Jiang Lan wrapped herself in her bathrobe tightly, covered her ears, and curled herself into a ball.

The light in the forest became darker and darker, and Jiang Lan watched the plants lose their outlines under the night.

There was a rustling sound from the grass behind me, not like the sound of the wind blowing weeds, but like something sneaking in the grass.

Jiang Lan mechanically turned around and vaguely, she saw the grass slightly scattering, and something was coming to her.

The grass was divided into two halves, like a piece of jasper cracking from the middle, with a palm-sized crack in the middle being abruptly empty.

Jiang Lan's whole heart was tangled together, staring at the cracks in the grass spreading here.

One second.

Two seconds...

Ten seconds later, she finally saw something in the grass coming out!

When she saw that thing, she widened her eyes, her face suddenly pale and her heart was beating wildly.

It was a flower snake with a thick wrist. Its erected snake head was like a erected tree trunk in the night.

In the breeze, she stared at the snake with big eyes, and could even hear the snake's spitting out a letter.

Jiang Lan swallowed her saliva, and she suddenly got up, jumped off the bluestone slab, and ran towards the forest quickly.

She was already lost, unable to tell the difference between the east, south, west and north, nor did she know where she was running.

The grass behind me was rustling, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a snake chasing her or the sound of the wind blowing the grass.

A lot of fear prompted her to run wildly.

The grass was covered with thorns, and the poor bathrobe on her body had been hooked with loose lines, and the ragged one was almost turned into a cloth strip and hung on her body.

She tripped at some point by something and fell straight down.

The palm of your hand pressed against the thorns, and a heart-wrenching pain came.

This fall had all her strength. She lay on the ground, tears falling down.
Chapter completed!