Jiang Chuan got out of the car and continued to sprint along the mountain path.
Because the car could only go as far as here.
The mountain path was rugged, with thorns constantly underfoot, but Jiang Chuan didn't care at all. He completely ignored the prickly thorns that had already cut into his ankles.
He was desperately trying to find Qiu Qianyu, but Qiu Qianyu, where are you now?
At this moment, Jiang Chuan stood at the peak of a small mountain, eyes blazing, with a cry of urgency from the depths of his heart.
At this moment, his heart was about to break.
In front, from the valley below, a commotion came, seemingly the sounds of struggle and fighting.
Jiang Chuan's attention was instantly drawn, his spirit suddenly invigorated.
Could it be that Xiaoyu was kidnapped and brought here?
She was struggling desperately, trying to protect her own safety?
A fierce fire ignited in Jiang Chuan's heart, and he flew forward crazily, rushing toward the valley bottom.
