Chapter 1141 Is It His Daughter?

The flames were gradually extinguished, leaving only a single spark.

The firewood has run out.

Lisa curled up, her hands were already numb from the cold, leaning against the stone wall to avoid the cold wind, her face seemed to be covered with a thin layer of ice, every pore was frozen, and it was difficult to even blink her eyelids .

She rubbed her hands and breathed, and looked up at the night.

Youyou leaned against Mu Yichen, closed his eyes and rested.

Mu Yichen was leaning against the stone wall, his coat was the one that the man with the scar had handed him before.

When he put his hands in his pockets to keep warm, he touched something hard.

He was secretly startled, and took it out, it was actually a photo.

In the photo, a girl is standing in an amusement park, with a bright and warm smile on her delicate and lovely face.

Behind it is a man's handwriting, which reads: Ruoxue, Dad loves you!

Is it his daughter?

Mu Yichen frowned slightly, then put the photo into the inner pocket attached to his heart, and put it away properly.

He turned his head and glanced at Youyou.

At this moment, he was quietly leaning against him, with his head resting on his shoulder, and the wind lifted his ink-like black hair, passing over his pale and thin face, intertwined with eyelash feathers, making him look a little weak and ugly. Lifeless.

I must hurry, if I stay here like this, I am afraid I will be frozen in this wilderness.

When the new sun was slowly rising in the eastern sky, Lisa picked up a bunch of leaves and carefully buried the traces of the dead fire, and vaguely distinguished the direction by the sunrise at dawn. With a sense of direction, he slowly walked in the direction of the north.

Mu Yichen carried Youyou on his back, and followed closely behind.

In the depths of the jungle, the light of dawn pierced through the shadows of the trees, making them very mottled.

On the treetop, a cobra spit out its bright red bullet aggressively, and the ammunition that came from the air penetrated a dark green leaf, emitting curls of blue smoke.

Under the shade of a huge tree, Lisa with a stern expression tilted her head to look at the cobra that had been accurately headshot, and played with Colt in her hand expressionlessly.

She picked some fruit from the tree and took a bite.

The sour juice rippling in the mouth.

She said "pooh" and threw it away.

If the fruit is not ripe, it will hurt your stomach if you eat it.

Mu Yichen looked at her.

Wearing a camouflage field combat uniform, she shuttled through the rainforest with agility.

Like a cute and wild cat.

She turned up the tree and suddenly saw the colorful plants around her. She couldn't help stretching out her hands with patent leather finger guards to tease them, and a wicked smile could not help but overflow from the corners of her lips.

He was laughing!

Mu Yichen's eyes froze fiercely.

She actually saw a rare smile on her face.

She smiled, so beautiful.

Lisa's appearance softens the mystery of the East and the depth and delicacy of European descent.

When he is serious, he is noble and glamorous, like an invincible queen, who looks down on all living beings.

When she laughed, she added a bit of graceful tenderness unique to oriental women, with charming waves flowing between her brows and eyes, charming all living beings.

The new sun slowly rises from the horizon. In the morning light, the depths of the forest are dark and damp, and the smell of poisonous insects and beasts permeates the forest, one after another.

A poison dart frog perched not far away, staring fixedly at the girl climbing on the tree trunk with a pair of dull eyes. From time to time, its belly swelled up and it let out a strange croak.

A tiger tarantula plummets from a tree branch, and two colorful coral snakes swim and snake their way through the grass.