When Lan Xiao was counting down, he had already been making preparations.
The second Lan Xiao shouted for him to jump, he carried Lan Xiao and deviated from their original path by about half a step. He stepped on the steep slope and jumped down in the direction Lan Xiao pointed at.
The wind quickly brushed past Lan Xiao's face and she felt as if her face had been cut open.
Those wounds started to hurt.
In the midst of the pain, she and Wen Muchu's bodies successfully fell into the dense weeds and green plants.
However, the weeds and thorns had sharp thorns.
Piercing Lan Xiao felt a burst of pain on his skin.
Lan Xiao took in a breath of cold air and felt dizzy.
Wen Muchu quickly pushed aside the long weeds and helped Lan Xiao up from the ground.
"What's wrong with you?"
Lan Xiao's voice was hoarse. He raised his arm and said it hurt.