C81 A Flash of Killing Intent

It's already March, the trees are lush, the leaves are lush. The sun was shining down, but due to the thick fog blocking out the sunlight, there was not a single trace of sunlight on the ground.

Qian Renxue's small body nimbly shuttled through the forest. She clearly could not see anything clearly in front of her. But Qian Renxue seemed to know the route and did not even think along the way