Xiao Yeche rolled his round eyes and stared at Gong Zihua with an angry look on his face.
"Let me go!" He kicked his little hands and feet, and the three-clawed cat kung fu was easily subdued by Gong Zihua.
However, a huge murderous aura suddenly came from behind.
Before Gong Zihua could dodge, a sweeping kick came from behind.
Gong Zihua almost escaped from being kicked and vomited blood. She stumbled and rolled into the grass.
The young man Hughes fell from the tree, kicked him down, and stood firm.
Gong Zihua was in so much pain that he could not straighten his back, and he was still carrying a heavy burden behind him.
Eyes facing each other.
With a cold and indifferent face, Hughes came over and pulled Gong Zihua behind him to protect her.
Before Mong Zihua could recover, she was punched in the face again...
His body was littered with punches and kicks. Damn, that strength almost broke his ribs.
After a few moves, Gong Zihua couldn't resist anymore. Thinking of how fiercely Hughes used to kill people -
Anyone who bullies Yuan Yeche and brings him crisis...Xius will never let him go.
"It's me!" A deep voice forced out of his throat.
Gong Zihua's eye circles suddenly turned red. Staring at Hughes' clean face, her heart was about to explode.
Bang, he responded with a merciless kick.
Mong Zihua wanted to hug Hughes, but she was so heartbroken that she was almost beaten to death before she thought of running away.
When the enemy fled, Hughes would never pursue him.
He will not leave Yuan Yeche alone; he is not the kind of person who is bloodthirsty.
Gong Zihua ran for a while, her brows furrowed tightly, still looking dazed.
It's a weird world he imagined because he was crazy.
Is there something wrong with his brain, confusing reality with the past, and is he suffering from mental illness?
Or is there really time travel in this world? God looked pitiful on him and threw him back to his childhood?
Gong Zihua pulled the T-shirt on her body, and her small footprints were still on it, and there were messy blood stains.
There was a stream in front of him. He stepped forward and took a look. His nose was bruised, his face was swollen, and there was a little blood from the corner of his mouth.
He had been beaten, and there was no doubt that the pain in his body was clear.
He raised his hand and looked at his watch, it was XXXX, XXXX. Damn it, there was no time travel.
Depressed, he risked his life by being beaten to death and headed back the way he came.
Even if he was beaten to death, he still wanted to find out what happened...
There had been no one under the big tree for a long time, and he seemed to hear vague voices coming from deep in the jungle.
Gong Zihua quickened her pace and followed the circulating stream to a waterfall.
Children's clothes and shoes were hung on the rocks, a bonfire was set up by the stream, and fish were being grilled...
There was a fit little figure in the water, grabbing a fork to catch fish. Ah Che, who was afraid of water, was grilling fish on skewers on the shore, still with a salivating expression.
Gong Zihua stood on the edge of the grass and found that this couple was a little different from the one he saw before.
He is a little taller and wears different clothes.
Hughes turned around suddenly and stared at Gong Zihua who was standing out of the thorns, his eyes as sharp as knives.
Gong Zihua silently retreated to a safe area——
Along the way, he could see Xiu Si and Yuan Ye Che in different states in different places.
It was as if he was going to do all the things he and Higashikata did in the past over again.
He's gone to hell... his brain is sick...
Or...
He didn't dare to think about that possibility.
An inexplicable excitement hit him, and he trudged hard to find the big banyan tree cave where they lived...