After I traveled through the book, the scheming little villain had ulterior motives towards me

The voice of Zhaocai seemed particularly clear at this moment: [Host, please open your eyes.]

An Yuannian slowly opened her eyes. It was pitch black in front of her and she could only see trees, bushes, wild flowers and weeds. It was obvious that she was in the mountains. She felt the folding knife in her hand and held it tighter.

For the first time, An Yuannian spoke to Zhaocai in a pleading tone: "Zhaocai, please can you tell me where he is?"

Zhaocai was stunned for a moment, but finally decided to tell her: "I can't tell you his exact location but I can tell you in which direction he is."

An Yuannian was very satisfied. As long as they had a direction, they would always meet each other. If they looked for each other blindly, there would be a high probability that they would miss each other.

Zhaocai checked the direction and warned carefully: [Keep walking in the direction to your right, he is also moving in this direction. Please protect yourself, I am going offline.]

"Ah."

An Yuannian held the knife and groped her way to the right. She couldn't run too fast as it was too dark here and she couldn't see anything. If she got hurt, she would be giving herself away.

An Yuannian walked forward faster and lightened her steps. She felt itchy and painful in her calves. She had really become very delicate after having lived the life of a young lady for several years.

The boy had scratches on his forehead and cheeks. He was wearing a black suit with a thin black jacket on the outside. His bony left hand was covering his right arm, and blood was oozing out. The boy frowned.

This afternoon after school, I saw a figure that looked very similar to my sister. I subconsciously looked at her a few more times and then I was hooked. When I woke up again, I was trapped in a dilapidated van. The smell inside the car was disgusting.

Because the other side had a large number of people, he could only endure it for the time being. Later, he was thrown into a wooden house at the foot of the mountain and only two people were left to watch him.

Of course, he couldn't just sit there and wait for death, so he tried to find a way to untie the rope and fought with the person outside the door. He was cut by a knife pulled out by the other party, and then he ran out. Between going down the mountain and going up the mountain, he chose to go up the mountain without hesitation.

There is a small dirt road down the mountain, and you can't run for long. You will be caught once they find you. It is better to run up the mountain. There must be a place to hide in such a big mountain.

At worst, find another way down the mountain.

When he went up the mountain, he left several hurried footprints on the way down, so he should be able to delay it for a while longer.

"Tap tap tap tap..."

The sound of footsteps reached Qi Yiheng's ears. Did he catch up so quickly?

It is unclear how many people cannot fight hard.

Qi Yiheng lowered his body and hid behind a tree, looking at the white figure that rose and fell in the distance, and the black figure that floated from time to time.

Sometimes I can see it, sometimes I can't.

Qi Yiheng just felt a chill on his back. Did he see a ghost?

The charming peach blossom eyes looked at the gradually approaching figure, and it was easy to tell whether it was a human or a ghost.

An Yuannian walked too fast and didn't care about her long hair that was scattered. The rubber band on her wrist made her black hair stick to her face and her white nightgown was dirty. Her slippers fell off several times on the way and she had to bend down to touch them or turn back to pick them up.

"what!"

A black figure rushed out from beside her and pressed her to the ground. Her long black hair covered her cheeks and her face was pressed tightly against the ground. There were stones, sand and branches on her face. She could clearly feel that her cheeks were definitely broken.

He was lying on the ground with someone holding his neck, and his mouth was full of dirt.

Qi Yiheng felt the slender neck, normal temperature, beating pulse, and the girl's voice under his hands.

Girl's voice?

The boy's low, hoarse voice reached An Yuannian's ears: "Who are you?"

An Yuannian was subdued and couldn't move at all. She flapped her legs hard twice but ultimately failed.

An Yuannian gritted his teeth and said, "I am your father."

The young man's hands increased their strength and An Yuannian almost rolled his eyes. The young man relaxed his strength and asked again: "Who are you?"

An Yuannian took a deep breath and inhaled a few mouthfuls of dirt: "Cough cough... cough cough me... cough let go first... cough me."

Qi Yiheng lowered his head and thought, then he looked at the disheveled girl on the ground and finally let her go.

An Yuannian got up from the ground, turned her back to Qi Yiheng, smoothed her black hair and tied it with a rubber band. Although she was very anxious to save her child, she would definitely not be able to escape if she didn't explain clearly.

"Pfft, pfft... I'm here to... pfft save my brother."

Qi Yiheng listened to the familiar voice, narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the girl who turned back.

The moonlight shone on her face, her fair skin was half cool and beautiful, and half dusty and dirty, with scratches and broken skin oozing traces of blood.

She looked so disheveled that her white nightgown was only slightly better than a beggar's clothes.

“Sister…sister…sister.”

An Yuannian pretended to lower her head and spit out the sand in her mouth, but her hand kept touching the folding knife on the ground. After touching the folding knife, she opened it and pointed the tip of the knife directly at the boy.

The boy's words "sister" drifted into An Yuannian's ears: "Oh, calling you sister is useless."

Qi Yiheng looked at the girl in front of him without blinking, his heart beating non-stop and everything around him became the background. The back of the knife held by the girl reflected the light.

The boy moved forward twice and said seriously, "Sister, I'm Hengheng."

An Yuannian rolled his eyes fiercely and moved his butt backwards twice: "Bullshit, you pushed me to the ground and made me eat so much dust and you still want to pretend to be my son, how do you know his name, what did you do to him?"

When An Yuannian thought of this, he moved his hand holding the knife forward a little, his eyes full of ferocity.

Qi Yiheng moved closer to the tip of the knife, looked at the girl and said, "I am really Qi Yiheng."

An Yuannian frowned, but did not retreat because of the boy's progress: "He only just this year..."

Qi Yiheng raised his hands and said word by word: "Is there a possibility that he has grown up?"

At this moment, the leaves that blocked the moonlight were blown away a little, and the sparse moonlight sprinkled on the boy's face.

The boy's charming peach blossom eyes seemed the same as they were a few years ago, so beautiful and charming that people couldn't help but fall into them.

The movement of his hand raised revealed the agarwood bracelet on his wrist, and An Yuannian lowered the knife in his hand and put it away.

Qi Yiheng saw An Yuannian put away the knife with an aggrieved expression: "Sister, Hengheng misses you so much!"

An Yuannian lowered his head and silently put away the knife, then raised his head and looked straight at Qi Yiheng: "You've grown up...you've become thick-skinned...you deserve a beating."

When Qi Yiheng met An Yuannian's resentful gaze, he remembered that he had just hurt his sister.

He made a mistake and his sister got angry and didn't want him anymore.

Qi Yiheng grabbed An Yuannian's hand and asked her to hit him: "Sister, I was wrong, hit me!"

An Yuannian raised her hand and slapped him on the head, saying viciously, "You've really grown up. You're itching for trouble. You've disfigured me."

Qi Yiheng lowered his head and admitted his mistake obediently, saying that it was all his fault.