"Ke'er and I have been running with you for two days and two nights. We've already lost our pursuers. We arrived here yesterday. It's much safer. It's too bumpy to run these two days. It's not good for your injury. Take a rest for a few days, or your injury will get worse." Uncle Huo replied.
Mo Tian nodded. For uncle Huo, Mo Tian had already regarded him as his family. Uncle Huo arranged everything for himself. Mo Tian's heart was naturally moved.
At the same time, in the military camp outside moling mansion, Li Changhe was sitting on a chair and was furious.
"Waste, waste, a group of people chasing three people can make them run away, what are you doing to eat..."
"The small ones should die, the small ones should die. My subordinates must make greater efforts to find them out as soon as possible." An officer knelt down and responded.
"Hum, I'll give you another three days. If you can't find it out, there's no need for your brain to exist." Li Changhe did not look at the officer kneeling on the ground, coldly said.