"Evil wolf?" Song Xiyue said with a thoughtful thought, "Is it really an evil wolf?"

"Yeah," the little boy nodded repeatedly and said, "It's a big, very scary one. I chased me and my mother, and I got separated. I fell several times!"

"How could there be a wolf?" Song Xiyue asked in confusion, touching the little man's face.

There was a wound on his forehead, which must have been caused by falling on the stone. Song Xiyue looked at it and wiped his forehead from the towel in his bag.

"Sister, there shouldn't be wolves on the snowy mountain peaks, right?" the little boy blinked his big eyes and asked softly.

"I don't know," Song Xiyue shook her head and said with a smile, "It's my first time here, and I don't know the snowy mountain peaks! Let's take you to the river and help you wipe the soil on your skin."

Song Xiyue led the little boy to the riverside. At first glance, the river water was turbulent, which made Song Xiyue feel distressed. She asked the little boy to sit down by the river and went to Zhan to wet the towel herself. Fortunately, the river water was clear.

"Come here a little bit," Song Xiyue waved.

There is no way this kid is too dirty. She can't stand it if she doesn't wipe it!

"Yeah," the little boy sat bently beside Song Xiyue, and Song Xiyue also carefully wiped his arms and dirty hands.

"Sister, I'll do it myself!" The little boy took the towel from Song Xiyue's hand, stood up, and got closer to the riverside, as if he wanted to clean the towel with river water, for a moment.

However, the little boy was injured on his knee. He stumbled and slid when he stepped on a stone.

"Ahhhhhhhh! Help!" The boy's shrill cry suddenly came, and Song Xiyue watched his body fall towards Hanoi.

She didn't care too much, and reached out to grab the boy's arm, then pulled him and threw him on the shore, but this inertia caused the two to change positions.

The boy widened his eyes and looked at the beautiful girl with pure eyes, black hair, and beautiful curves in the air.

He wanted to reach out and grab her, but he didn't have the strength. He watched Song Xiyue's slim figure and the big backpack behind him, falling into the river one by one.

The river was turbulent, and in a blink of an eye, Song Xiyue could no longer be seen.

"Help, help!" the boy shouted anxiously, his eyes filled with crystal tears.

Han Zhusheng, who came back from exploring the way, felt a trembling heart as he heard the miserable scream, and there seemed to be a bad premonition surrounding his heart.

"What's wrong?" Han Zhusheng asked softly at the boy kneeling by the river.

"I just had a beautiful sister who fell down..."

"What did you say?" Han Zhusheng's pupils tightened, and a hint of concern and worry passed through his eyes that had been rising with lazy eyes. He didn't care about the boy sitting on the ground crying intermittently, but ran along the turbulent river water, shouting, "Song Xiyue, where are you?!!"

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Due to the birthday of a loyal fan of his birthday, it is updated =-=
Chapter completed!