"Hey, don't scare me. I'm timid and I'm still in the orc tribe... If you're not familiar with this place, you'd better come out and we'll play hide-and-seek again..." Luota raised his voice appropriately, but the surroundings were quiet.
The further we walk, the quieter we get.
This silence made Luo Ta feel uneasy. The quieter it was, the more nervous his heart became.
What he longed to hear most was the rustling footsteps or voices of Dai Yuan and others. Even if someone scolded him, it would make him feel at ease.
Even this matter of scolding and criticizing Luo Ta couldn't get what he wanted at this moment.
As I walked, I unconsciously found that the road had reached the end. As I walked along the road, I carefully looked at the road and surroundings to see if there were any clues left by Dai Yuan or others...
In the face of life and death crises, they have already developed a good habit, that is, if the other party or themselves are in danger, they will definitely find ways to leave some clues so that the other party can find them.
Decoration, clothing, hair... everything can be a clue.
As long as it's something that each other knows.
Even though Luota almost made his eyes pop out, he still didn't notice anything... This state gave him a vague feeling of ominousness.
However, Luota still didn't give up looking for it. Even if it really wasn't there, he couldn't let it be missed.
No matter how carefully I searched, I was still replaced by loss and despair.
Because there are no voices and no clues, it can only explain one problem, that is, Dai Yuan may have been raided before she could leave any clues... This is a terrible inference...
Luo Ta became more and more frightened on the quiet road... He walked in fear... If Dai Yuan and the others were trapped, then he must be careful, maybe they were waiting for his rescue.
The path soon came to an end. There was a river in front of us.
I saw Daiyuan, Yuehua, Ruhua and the injured Daodao all lying on the shore! Their bodies were in different postures, as if they had been washed ashore by the water, but the water was still water, and there was no feeling of stormy waves at all.
"Dai Yuan, Dai Yuan!" The knife flew past and turned over Dai Yuan's body. Her hair and clothes were all wet, as if she had been soaked in water or escaped from the water.