The Deserted Rich Beauty

Nicole sighed in relief when she noticed the fake native.

The torrential rain plunged the night into a cold abyss.The leaves around them rustled loudly as they were drenched in the downpour.

Accompanied by the crashing waves from the sea and the wind howling, it was almost phantasmal and despairing.

Nicole was soaked to the bone and shivered in the cold.

The chill seemed to drill all the way down to her marrow.She had just stopped to gasp for breath when she suddenly heard the flurry of heavy footsteps catching up behind them.

It was extraordinarily clear in the darkness.

Nicole and the fake native exchanged a glance.

They then continued to run without hesitation.

The cold rain pelted her face like a sharp knife...

After just a few minutes, she felt like her heart was about to jump out, and her legs stopped listening to her brain.

The surrounding environment was dark, and in addition to the rain, it was impossible to see anything at all.

The ground was littered with branches and leaves, but they could only continue to escape, even if it meant crawling away! The indigenous people chased after them relentlessly and even threw branches at them.

Nicole's back was hit several times, but she merely gritted her teeth and got up to run again.Her hands had countless wounds after being cut by twigs and thorns, but she was numb to the pain.

The fake native in front of her moved quickly with agility.

His body was nimble, and he had strong athletic qualities.

not dare to lag

them

that would mean certain death! Suddenly, her foot hooked onto a tree

out a scream when

fake native turned

her teeth and pulled herself

"I'm fine! Run!"

lost its ground and she found herself freefalling!

The full weight of her body

could feel her body

well aware that her

like a death knell for her, sinister and frightening.The feeling of hopelessness had never been so strong before, and the chill swept through every pore of

have run away suddenly appeared in front of her.He reached out

like she was handed

in relief, she subconsciously looked back at the trap and saw countless thick branches that were shaved

her hair

trap set by those

then she would

The man yanked her.

wiped her face, not knowing whether it was

no time

only run forward stiffly and numbly.She could not turn back.She could not stop.She could

paths ahead of them after running

corners in front to throw off

gradually faded away. The fake native finally stopped and looked