C81 Will We Die?

"Sister Ling'er, I can't run anymore!" Hsu Keke wiped the sweat off her face. Her small face was covered by her dirty hands until it looked like a little kitten.

In this moment of life and death, she no longer had her usual unruly and willful attitude. Like an adult, she encouraged Hsu Keke, "Keke, hang on a little longer. When we leave this forest, there will be a lot of people on the road