The stone's sharp edges almost cut Yue Xiaofang's hand.
Yue Xiaofang threw the stone down with all her might.
If the blow had been accurate, Qiu Maode would have been left either dead or with his head cracked and bleeding profusely.
However, at that instant, a loud crash suddenly erupted.
A large tree not far away broke in half and came crashing down.
It struck Qiu Maode right in the waist, causing him to howl in pain.
Yue Xiaofang's eyes widened, and the stone in her hand loosened and rolled away unconsciously.
Qiu Maode was pinned down by the tree and couldn't move; his arms stretched out desperately.
His fingers pressed into the frozen ground, trying to push himself out.
Yue Xiaofang seized the opportunity to get up and run away.
It took quite a while for Qiu Maode to finally crawl out, clutching his waist and barely able to stand.
His eyes dark and sinister, he stared in the direction Yue Xiaofang had escaped and hobbled after her.