"Uh." Qu Tan'er's expression stiffened, and she gave a forced laugh, "…I wish I could say the same." This sentence, anyone could tell how quickly and awkwardly she turned her tone.
In fact, what she really wanted to say was: My lord, you're so melodramatic.
But she could also guess his reply: Melodramatic, what is that?
Uh, her thoughts were a mess in the wind…
"Chatter!"
Suddenly, an eerie cold laugh came through the poisonous fog.
The two of them abruptly looked into the forest.
All they saw was a shadowy figure that appeared in the fog but quickly disappeared again. The sudden appearance of someone at such a time was clearly a ploy to lure them deeper.
Qu Tan'er was startled, "Chengcheng, what do we do next?"
"Rest."
"Eh?" What does that mean?
"On our way here, we were too hasty. Now, we should find some food to fill our stomachs," Mo Liancheng said lightly. If someone wanted to lead them into the forest, they would do the opposite.
