Her heart was burning with anxiety as everyone stopped to rest.
Lin Zishuang checked his body, his pulse was still very chaotic, but his breath was strong and powerful.
"Cousin, brother-in-law will surely have good fortune. In another two hours, we should be able to reach the village."
On the way here, they had hardly caught their breath, constantly hurrying on the journey.
Su Ningyan nodded, the clothes on everyone's back were wet.
And it was winter, reaching this place so quickly, she knew everyone had given their all.
After a brief rest and eating a couple of compressed rations, they all struggled to their feet.
Finally, just before nightfall, they returned to the village.
If it had been dark, they would have had no way to continue their journey in the forest.
Back at the Lingzu, Su Ningyan almost burst into tears when she saw the old lady, "Grandma, please save Junyue, you must save him, I beg you."