"But Yang Ruxin has prejudices against me, I can't get close to that courtyard... Where is the person?" Guan Qingyue's hand trembled, yet she didn't dare not to take it. Her eyes occasionally glanced at the mouse on the ground, but when she looked up again, the person who was in front of her was gone. She hurriedly searched around. If it weren't for the mouse still struggling on the ground and the bottle in her hand, she would have thought she was dreaming. She couldn't help scratching her head, her mind momentarily in chaos.
But as the sky darkened, there seemed to be faint movements in the forest.
Guan Qingyue quickly turned around and ran down the mountain. This time of year, all kinds of bugs and poisonous snakes were out of hibernation. If she encountered them, it wouldn't be worth it.
