Chapter 439

"Help, help, Wuwu, help!"

The weak and tender voice sounded not far away. Qin Tianyue pushed away the ink and asked suspiciously, "do you hear anything?"

"Yes!"

Mo shot his cold and sharp eyes at the front of them. There was a high slope, which was blocked by several wild fruit trees. The subtle sound sounded from the hillside behind the trees.

Qin Tianyue pushed Mo Yishen away, and Mo looked at the sound with deep eyes, "are there children? Why are there children there? "

They stood here so long that they didn't see any children. Suddenly, a child's voice came out, still so weak.

Qin Tianyue's footsteps inched, and Mo grabbed her hand deeply, "don't go, I'll go!"

Mo Yishen loosened Qin Tianyue's hand and ran behind several wild fruit trees in the rain.

Qin Tianyue stared at Mo Yishen's back. Her eyes were full of worry. She gritted her teeth and ran to the other side. How can she rest assured that she was here alone, but he was in the rain.

"Ink is deep!"

Qin Tianyue ran to Mo Yishen. They just wiped their dry faces and bodies. Now it's all rain.

Mo Yishen turned back, and his handsome face was cold and fierce, "what are you doing here? Go back! "

He was aggressive and seemed very angry. Qin Tianyue ran to him and held his hand. "I don't go back. I want to save people. Let's work together."

Mo tightly pursed with her deep thin lips, locked her eyes, took her hand and walked in the direction of the fruit tree.

As soon as they came to the fruit tree, they saw a boy of about seven or eight years old in the middle of the hillside, pulling the vines in one hand and picking fruit in the other, barely stepping on a stone with his feet, his face red and asking for help in difficulty.

He had been trapped for several hours because he wanted to pick some fruit to eat. He accidentally slipped and fell down. Fortunately, he caught a vine, otherwise he would have fallen down the hillside.

The boy is really weak. He is weak and asks for help. I hope someone can hear his voice and help him.

The rain is so heavy that he can't hold on. He doesn't want to die, he doesn't want to die! He shouldn't play and want to pick wild fruits to eat. He's afraid. He's really afraid!

When Qin Tianyue and Mo Yishen reached the hillside, the boy opened his eyes and said in surprise, "sister and brother, help me, help me."

Mo took a deep look at the vine the boy grabbed, bent down and grabbed the vine and pulled it upward.

Qin Tianyue was always behind him. He looked carefully and put his hand over his head in the hope of covering him from the rain.

The not very thick vine suddenly broke at the moment when the child was about to be pulled up. The boy shouted in fear and fell down the hillside.

Qin Tianyue's face changed and subconsciously rushed forward and grabbed the boy's hand.

Ink with deep Phoenix eyes sank and grabbed Qin Tianyue's hand.

She stepped on a protruding stone, grabbed the boy's hand, held him in her arms, and comforted carefully, "it's okay, it'll be okay."

The rain kept falling on her. Qin Tianyue looked up and held his ink. His face was lingran, with anger and faint fear.

"Yue'er!"

His deep voice came from the pouring rain.

Qin Tianyue raised his head, raised his smile, smiled and said, "ink is deep!"

His hands were so tight that he seemed afraid that if he let go, she would fall down the hillside.

"I'm here. I won't let you do anything!"

He did not expect that she would jump forward and grab the boy's hand. No one knew how painful his heart was at that moment. He was very afraid that she would fall in front of him.