Generally speaking, echoes only occur in enclosed spaces; an open area like a small grove should not produce echoes, which struck Miao Xinran as odd and caused her face to pale slightly.
What frightened her even more was that Mo Qingyi did not respond to her!
"Qingyi, come out, we're not playing anymore, I give up!" Miao Xinran shouted into the air once more.
But all that came back from the air were her own echoes.
"Qingyi, please come out," Miao Xinran hurried forward, searching for Mo Qingyi's figure as she went.
But in the quiet grove, there was no one to be found.
"Hey, everyone, come out, stop hiding, can't we stop playing?"
"Everyone, come out!"
At this moment, Miao Xinran noticed a strange problem; no matter how she walked, she couldn't exit the forest and seemed to be going in circles!
The color was slowly draining from Miao Xinran's face.
Her steps became somewhat frantic.
The pitch-black grove seemed to turn into a cage, trapping her within it.