Chapter 190

The atmosphere was once embarrassed.

Sheng Shimo realized his gaffe, immediately took back his chopsticks and said nothing with a cold face.

Gu Nanpei glances at Wen churan. Wen churan also has a tangled face.

Is this man... Crazy?

Sheng Zhixun hurried out to help his fourth brother out. "Ha ha, my fourth brother is a careful man and has always been very concerned about the lives of the trainees..."

Gradually someone on the table echoed, "careful... Four young people are really careful..."

This matter even if so reluctantly passed.

Guan Erya glanced at the flourishing ink and immediately felt that the food was tasteless.

After dinner, they were not in a hurry to go back, but sat on the hillside chatting.

Wen churan ran ran to the woods and solved it.

When I was about to leave, I suddenly felt a commotion in the depths of the woods.

Turning around, it seemed that there was a mysterious force attracting her in the secluded depths.

She walked in unknowingly.

When I returned to my mind, I found myself standing in the deep mountains and forests.

The whole body was dark, the shadows of trees were mottled, and layers of trees surrounded her.

The breeze blew and the branches swayed and rustled.

The wind roared like a ghost, and there was a dark and strange smell everywhere, and the sense of fear also spread.

Wen churan hugged herself tightly.

Where is this special? I can't tell the southeast from the northwest!

She made a few blind turns, but she became more and more confused.

Not knowing how far away she was from the picnic hillside, she could only shout tentatively.

Only her own response.

I don't know how long I've been walking. Wen churan hasn't been able to get out of this ghost place yet.

Her feet were so worn that she simply sat on a stone to have a rest.

I don't know how long it took, a few calls came from the distance.

Vaguely a man with a familiar voice.

"Wen churan! Warm primary dyeing! "

Wen churan immediately stood up excitedly and shouted to the air, "I'm here!"

Just after shouting, I saw a slender figure in front of me, quickly broke through the darkness, like a dazzling light falling around her, dispelling all darkness and fear.

Like a soul stirring redemption.

Without saying a word, the man hugged her tightly in his arms, as if to integrate her into bone and blood.

Wen churan was stiff and had difficulty breathing. It took him a long time to say "when the ink was in full bloom, you..."

When she was in full bloom, Mo loosened her, pinched her shoulders, covered her face, and scolded "what's running around?"? Are you impatient with your life! Don't you know it's dangerous here?! What will you do if no one comes to you?! Are you going to stay here all night? "

Wen churan was stunned by the man's rage and said, "you... Didn't you come to me? And if I stay here all night, it's not a big problem... "

It's really not a big problem, but the man's reaction is too extreme.

When he was in full bloom, Mo seemed to be aware of this, instantly restored his indifferent expression, turned and walked forward.

After only one step, I looked back uneasily.

Seeing the woman behind him limping up, he suddenly stretched out his hand to her.

Wen churan looked at the sudden hand in front of him and tangled for a long time before slowly pulling the man's sleeve.

When the ink was in full bloom, he twisted his eyebrows, grabbed her little hand and led her forward.

Wen churan looked at the man's tall and straight back, and looked down at his fingers clasped with hers. His head was straight and confused.

Isn't she the only one allowed to hold his sleeve?

Back on the hillside, people had finished walking and even cleaned up everything.