At this time, An Xiaoyu secretly tapped the back of her head, and then said: "Let's go out."
"Um."
Song Qinghan nodded and walked out.
Walking to the door of the warehouse, she suddenly said: "There are two people at the door, both holding guns, one on each side."
An Xiaoyu was a little happy when he heard this, but he was not surprised at all.
She said: "Leave it to me!"
After saying that, she put her hand on the wall apart from it.
After less than a second, An Xiaoyu put down his hand and opened the door. The two guards outside the door had collapsed on the ground.
"What are you doing?"
Song Qinghan felt a little surprised.
"Spiritual power, not bad, right?"
An Xiaoyu said proudly.
She nodded in disbelief, picked up the firearms of the two guards from the ground, and also checked their auras.
Well, he's not dead, just fainted.
Then, the two dragged the guard into the warehouse and hid it.
Outside is a place similar to a large laboratory, but it seems to be inside the mountain and the light is dim.
As soon as he came out, Song Qinghan said: "There are three guards at the intersection ahead, which is divided into two roads."
Speaking of this, Song Qinghan said confusedly: "But I didn't sense his breath."
"Didn't you say he was here before?"
An Xiaoyu asked.
Song Qinghan knelt down, crossed his arms over his chest, and said with a trembling voice: "I don't know..."
Seeing this scene, An Xiaoyu also panicked. She quickly brought Song Qinghan back to the corner of the warehouse and asked her to sit down.
"You should rest for a while. He won't be in danger for the time being."
An Xiaoyu bit her lip and said, with a trace of unconcealable guilt in her eyes.
Song Qinghan leaned drowsily in her arms and seemed to fall asleep in just a moment.
Suddenly, a guard pushed open the door of the warehouse. An Xiaoyu was shocked when he saw this, and then quickly used his spiritual power to make him unconscious.
After a while, Song Qinghan's eyelashes fluttered, and then she slowly opened her eyes.
Seeing An Xiaoyu looking at her intently, Song Qinghan apologized to her: "I'm sorry, I had a headache just now and made you worry."
"It's okay, it's okay. Are you feeling better now?"
An Xiaoyu shook her head repeatedly and asked guiltily.
Song Qinghan nodded and said: "It's much better now, but I feel that my ability to sense it is lower than before."
An Xiaoyu smiled coquettishly and said comfortingly: "At least you are not as uncomfortable as before."
She nodded.
Just when they wanted to go out, the door was suddenly kicked open.
The two were startled and quickly hid in a cabinet.
"Second brother, what is going on? First, the two people at the door disappeared. Why did the brother we sent to investigate also disappear?"
one of them asked doubtfully.
The man known as the second brother was furious and cursed: "Who am I asking you to ask?"
The man immediately fell silent.
The two of them looked around the warehouse very casually. It was too dark and they didn't see the people who were hidden.
Immediately afterwards, they left here very relieved.
The two women breathed a sigh of relief and carefully touched it out.
There was An Xiaoyu's spiritual power along the way, so it seemed particularly relaxed.
"I can sense him again, at the innermost part of this road!"
Song Qinghan suddenly spoke.
An Xiaoyu wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and let out a sigh of relief.
They turned a corner, and then, a long-lost light appeared in their sight.