When Chu Huaxin and Mu Yihan returned to the camp, other people who went out to look for her also came back one after another.

However, there was one person who disappeared for a long time.

From the moment she returned to the camp, Chu Huaxin didn't see Chu Qingyue's shadow.

Mu Yihan said that he followed Mu Qingluan to find him.

Mu Qingluan was also familiar with the terrain here and told her not to worry.

Hearing that Mu Qingluan was there, Chu Huaxin felt relieved.

But after waiting for the two of them for a long time, my heart couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Especially when it gets dark.

Winter nights come early, the cold wind howls, and it feels biting even standing outside.

Several times, Mu Yihan wanted her to go inside first and rest, but when she met the worried eyes, she couldn't say anything.

I could only stand there with her, looking at the dense woods in the distance, quiet and deserted.

Night gradually enveloped the earth, and Chu Hua's heart didn't seem to feel cold.

At first, he would move a little, and occasionally his eyes would show anxiety, but this time, his face was expressionless, and his eyes were staring blankly into the distance, calm and without a trace of ripples.

Mu Yihan could only stand on one side, holding her hand tightly, even squeezing her until it hurt.

Only in this way can she feel that she is not alone.

But even so, Chu Huaxin didn't react at all. He didn't even frown, and stared stubbornly into the distance. Even if the wind and sand got into his eyes, uncomfortable tears flowed and he refused to close them.

Looking at her almost self-tortured look, Mu Yihan felt distressed, and finally couldn't help but reach out and cover her eyes.

Her eyelashes brushed her palms, her body trembled slightly, and Mu Yihan felt her palms moist.

I don’t know if it’s the tears of worry or the water caused by the wind and sand.

She didn't avoid his hand blocking her eyes, nor did she move.

Mu Yihan kept covering it with his hands until Mu Qingluan's figure appeared in front of his eyes...

Mu Qingluan ran towards them in a panic, her breathing was messed up, and even her hair was messed up. There were traces of a fall on her body, abrasions on her palms, and scratches on her face.

Looking at Mu Qingluan who looked like he had fought with someone, Mu Yihan let go of Chu Huaxin and stepped forward to support her body that almost fell. He frowned and asked in a deep voice: "What's going on?"

Although this place is deep in the mountains, there are people taking care of it, and there are people guarding the edges of the mountain. The entrance and exit are only the way they came, so it is almost impossible to encounter gangsters.

Moreover, she went out with Chu Qingyue, but she came back in such a mess alone.

His eyebrows couldn't help but frown more tightly.

"Has Qingyue come back?"

Hearing this, a certain idea in his heart was verified. Before Mu Yihan had time to ask, his clothes were pulled by someone, and a figure suddenly stood between him and Qingluan.

Pulling Mu Qingluan hard, Chu Huaxin asked with a pale face, as if in fear, "Isn't Qingyue with you?"

Didn't they all tell themselves that Qingyue was with her to make her feel at ease?

Why did she come back alone in the end?

Where is Qingyue?

Where is Qingyue?

Facing Chu Huaxin's increasingly crazy eyes, Mu Qingluan bit her lower lip tightly. The stinging pain finally made her calm down a little. Although the hand she held was stinging, she did not pull it out, feeling guilty.
Chapter completed!