She didn't know how big the island was yet. She only knew that the farther in, the more lush the trees became.

It was clearly noon, but it was very dark in the jungle. It had rained last night, and the branches were dripping with rain, the grass was dripping with water, and the ground was muddy.

Jiang Lan stumbled in the forest and was thrown around several times. Her bathrobe was covered in dirty mud. She had no shoes on. Her ankles were cut several times and the soles of her feet were scratched by sharp stones.

"elder brother......"

Her voice had a crying tone, and her voice was not loud. She wanted to shout, but as soon as she left her voice, all she heard was an inaudible meow.

Jiang Lan fell to the ground several times, but she got up again, ignoring the pain on her body, wiping her tears and walking deeper.

By the end, she could no longer tell the difference between east, west and north.

Jiang Lan stood blankly in the forest, looking at the towering trees around her. The chirping of birds and insects intertwined into a web of fear and panic, deeply covering her head.

She saw the bluestone not far away and hurried over. It was the only shelter she could find in the jungle.

There are ivy twines in all directions and thick trees criss-crossing the area, making everything look eerie and ancient.

Jiang Lan curled up on the bluestone slab.

She couldn't seem to find Lu Jingchi.

He also lost his performance.

When Lu Jingchi came back, he also didn't see Jiang Lan.

He frowned and returned to the cabin. It was empty, and the bathrobe covering her body was thrown aside.

Lu Jingchi got off the yacht and walked quickly into the jungle.

The sun was gradually turning westward, and the low roars of wild beasts could be faintly heard in the jungle. Hunting birds were circling overhead. The cries of crows and the sound of wings flapping leaves penetrated into her ears.

Like a ghost demanding life.

Jiang Lan wrapped her bathrobe tightly, covered her ears, and curled up into a ball.

The light in the forest was getting darker and darker, and Jiang Lan watched helplessly as the plants and trees lost their outline in the night.

There was a rustling sound in the grass behind me, not like the wind blowing the weeds, but like something sneaking in the grass.

Jiang Lan turned around mechanically. She vaguely saw the grass moving slightly, and something was coming towards her from below.

The patch of grass was divided into two halves, like a piece of jasper cracked in the middle. The palm-sized crack in the middle was abrupt and empty.

Jiang Lan's whole heart was clenched together, staring at the cracks in the grass spreading here.

One second.

Two seconds...

Ten seconds later, she finally saw something coming out of the grass!

When she saw that thing, her eyes widened, her face turned pale in an instant, and her heart beat wildly.

It was a flower snake with thick wrists. Its erect snake head looked like an erect tree trunk in the night.

In the strong breeze, she stared at the snake with its big eyes and its small eyes, and she could even hear the snake spitting out messages.

Jiang Lan swallowed, she stood up suddenly, jumped off the bluestone, and ran quickly into the forest.

She was lost and couldn't tell the difference between north, south, east, and west, and she didn't know the direction she was running.

The grass behind her was rustling, and she couldn't tell whether it was the snake chasing her or the sound of the wind blowing the grass.

Full of fear, she ran all the way.

The grass was covered with thorns, and the poor bathrobe on her body had been hooked by thorns to the point where it was so tattered that it almost turned into strips of cloth hanging on her body.

She tripped on something unknown and fell straight down.

He pressed his palms against the thorns, feeling a heartbreaking pain.

This fall took away all her strength, and she fell to the ground with tears falling down her face.
Chapter completed!