C346 Tongue of the Abyss

Beneath the mountain stream, all was silent except for the crackling of the firewood and the sound of Bai Qingcheng's anxious footsteps as she hurried toward the stream's edge.

Murong Que didn't hesitate to follow. If Bai Qingcheng was going, he felt compelled to join her. They had been comrades in arms in the mountain range for quite some time