They were almost running at the moment, so when Wen Xuehui pulled her out of her pace, Jiang Yao stumbled and nearly fell. Luckily, she managed to steady herself and stood firmly after a few wobbly tries.
"Sorry, I'm a little distracted," Jiang Yao whispered in apology. "I don't know why but I suddenly feel uneasy. We'd better hurry and run faster."
Wen Xuehui nodded, held Jiang Yao's hand, and started running. The two comrades behind them were also following them, so she didn't say anything.
The downpour was getting heavier and heavier with every second, coupled with enormous thunders and lightning. It was supposed to be the warmest summer, but instead, it was so cold that people couldn't stop shivering.
Wen Xuehui cursed at the weather and the sound of broken branches under their feet resonated into Jiang Yao's ears.
In the village, without the moon's illumination, the night was mysteriously and horribly dark. Thunder and lightning created a ghastly backdrop to the dark night.
If it weren't for the two guards behind them, Jiang Yao wondered if she and Wen Xuehui, two girls who were afraid of the dark, would have dared to run on this narrow path at this hour.
"Run! Hurry!"
Abruptly, there was a roar coming behind her along with an unusual shock vibrating into her ears. When Jiang Yao looked back in shock, a pair of hands appeared out of nowhere and pushed Wen Xuehui and her aside in an instant. In the midst of the darkness, she saw a face...
A familiar yet foreign face.
After being washed under the rain for several days, the soil of the mountain had dampened and lost its previous strength. After an enormous vibration, the mountain had disintegrated into piles and piles of slippery mounds.
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