Chapter 898: Xinxin's Man (2)

Xiaohei turned its little head and croaked an "Aguda" before it really did fly away.

"I'm counting on a bird to find someone to rescue me, not even sure if that's reliable," Yang Ruxin laid by the tree roots, swinging her legs and sighed, "And I have no idea if the three of them have descended the mountain yet…" The lesson this time should be profound enough. If even this doesn't awaken Xun Hui, then I can only give up. Yang Dani, when the time comes, don't blame me—I've done all that I could.

Meanwhile, the three people Yang Ruxin worried about were frantically and mechanically stumbling and running down the mountain without any pause. Xun Hui's shoes had fallen off, her socks were torn, leaving a bloody footprint with every step. Qian Xiaoyun's leg was even more bloodied, while Lin Xiwang was faring slightly better. But after all, still a child, he was barely able to support one person, and he was practically at the end of his strength.