Hearing Baili Xia speak like that, Mu Ziying hurriedly reached out to wipe the tears off her face with her sleeve, but she couldn't stop sobbing all at once.
"I'm afraid, it's all my fault, if it wasn't for me, none of this would have happened."
As soon as Mu Ziying spoke, tears immediately started sliding down her face non-stop.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Xiaxia."
Baili Xia didn't have too much time and energy to comfort her.
The wolves were nearby; crying would only lead them down a path of certain death.
"Ziying, I'll cover you, hurry up and activate the rescue flare. That way I can buy us some time, maybe Uncle and the others will be able to come and save us."
Hearing her say this, Mu Ziying remembered that she had a rescue flare on her!
She quickly reached out and took out a green stick from a pouch at her waist.
Pulling off the cap, a thick red smoke instantly drifted out from the stick.
