Chapter 1249

Chen Ang let out a scoff and sat down on the ground.

Zi Yan took off the water bottle from her waist and handed it to Chen Ang, her eyes filled with gratitude.

"Thank you, you've worked hard. Have some water."

Chen Ang did not stand on ceremony; he picked up the water bottle, took several large gulps, and then returned it to her.

In the process of the two passing the water bottle, Chen Ang, who was just about to let go, suddenly froze in mid-air, his brows locked tight, and his ears twitched slightly.

Zi Yan did not understand why and pulled hard on the water bottle, but she could not take it from Chen Ang's hand.

Just as she was about to ask what Chen Ang was doing, she saw Chen Ang stand up abruptly and make a "shush" gesture to them.

Shui Linglong and Zi Yan immediately observed their surroundings nervously, then looked at Chen Ang, feeling bewildered.

"What's wrong?" Shui Linglong asked.

"Someone is here."

The two observed their surroundings again, but discovered nothing, nor did they hear any movement.

"Are you sure?"

Shui Linglong asked again.

Chen Ang nodded, then dragged the unconscious young man and hid in the grass.

Shui Linglong and Zi Yan exchanged a look and each found a place to hide.

After waiting for a while, Zi Yan did not see anyone and said to the Shui Linglong beside her: "Did he hear wrong?"

Shui Linglong shook her head and answered firmly: "Impossible."

"Let's wait a bit longer."

Zi Yan nodded silently, a trace of surprise in her eyes.

She had seen Shui Linglong speak to Chen Ang very rudely and had assumed that Shui Linglong might look down on Chen Ang from the bottom of her heart.

She had not expected her to trust Chen Ang's words so much.

Just as she was letting her imagination run wild, slight footsteps suddenly appeared in front of them.

These footsteps were very faint; if one did not listen carefully, one would not hear them at all.

This was only because she had used her divine sense to perceive them; otherwise, just using her ears, she would not have heard them at all.

Although she heard the footsteps, she still did not see any figures.

After half an incense stick of time, three people appeared on the road they had just come from.

These three people were one woman and two men.

The woman wore a red robe, and the men also wore red robes; each held a red precious blade in their hands, their faces filled with murderous intent.

When the three reached the spot where Chen Ang and the others had just rested, they suddenly stopped their steps.