Young Master Chu's sweetheart wife

"Despicable!" Lola gritted her teeth and ordered to the guards, "You, gather your men to chase after you!"

The guard nodded in command.

She added: "Catch them alive, I will torture them!"

A gloomy cold light flashed across the dark blue eyes, stained with bloodthirsty killing intent.

The guards immediately ran and blew their whistles to call for people.

On the other side, Chu Muhan shuttled between the roads with his arms around Song Qianxi, who was limp and weak.

On the way to the basement just now, I wrote down the terrain and pieced together a map in my mind. The buildings here are in a circular structure, and all the roads are connected. It is easy for outsiders to get lost when they come here.

With the clever terrain to avoid the search crowd, he ran all the way up the mountain and left the search crowd far behind.

Song Qianxi fasted for two days, and was so hungry that her chest was pressed against her back, and her whole body was weak. The hundreds of meters she ran seemed to kill her, her breathing became heavier and heavier, her feet were weak, and she leaned forward.

In the next second, her waist tightened suddenly, and she fell into a firm embrace.

"Qianxi, hold on a little longer."

Chu Muhan's voice buzzed in Song Qianxi's ears, her face was pale, her breathing was rapid, the cold wind she inhaled caused her throat and chest to hurt, she spoke with difficulty.

"No... I can't run away, leave me alone, you can run away alone, don't..."

"Don't say such things, I will never leave you!"

Without saying a word, Chu Muhan carried Song Qianxi on his back and walked forward. His back was broad and strong, giving him a sense of security.

Song Qianxi wanted to speak out to dissuade them, fearing that neither of them would be able to escape if this continued, but thinking about Chu Muhan's tough attitude just now, he swallowed the words again, so it's better not to embarrass him at this time.

She lay on Chu Muhan's back weakly, trying to regulate her breathing, trying to recover her strength as soon as possible so as not to trouble Chu Muhan, she suddenly screamed, "Muhan, your wound is bleeding."

When Chu Muhan heard this, he didn't even look at it, and said nonchalantly, "It's nothing to do."

Song Qianxi pursed her lips and tried to say something, but she didn't say anything.

Just staring at the place where his blood oozes, there is indelible worry and distress in his eyes.

After another hundred meters of running, Chu Muhan, who hadn't recovered, put down Song Qianxi panting, his forehead was already profusely sweating, "Sit here for a while."

He used his feet to form a small pile of dead grass around him, took out the lighter he found in Lola's room and lit it, and added small firewood as appropriate, and added sticks when the fire started.

The fire is burning hotter and hotter, and the smoke is billowing straight into the blue sky!

Song Qianxi looked at Chu Muhan's actions in puzzlement, stepped forward and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Help." Chu Muhan said, "If Qin Muyang can't find him, he doesn't need to be a policeman."

It turned out to be the case.

Chu Muhan picked up the burning stick and placed it beside the big tree.

Song Qianxi clicked his tongue, this is the rhythm of burning the whole forest.

After finishing all this, Chu Muhan took Song Qianxi and hid in the corner. After a while, a group of people put out the fire with buckets.

Everyone's attention was on putting out the fire. Chu Muhan and Song Qianxi sneaked around the forest and then down the mountain. The residents went to put out the fire. No one was guarding them. The two arrived at the grocery store very smoothly.

Surprisingly, the door to the grocery room was locked.

Chu Muhan frowned imperceptibly, remembering that it was not locked at the time.

"It's locked, what should I do?" Song Qianxi asked.