A bad premonition arose in his heart, wondering how his uncle and the others were doing now?
He stepped on the gas, speeding up as he drove up the mountain.
On the mountain, several explosions erupted, and no one dared to move recklessly.
After several minutes, the sound of explosions seemed to have stopped. The wooden house behind them no longer held its original form, leaving only a vast sea of flames.
Zhuo Zhengxiu supported Lin Liuliu, looking at her current state. Zhuo Zhengxiu, who had weathered countless storms, was also extremely anxious.
"Liuliu, hold on, don't leave me."
Zhuo Junyue glanced at the time; Mu Feng should be arriving soon.
He stood up and looked at the road down the mountain, soon spotting a car coming up. It was Mu Feng.
He walked over, "Dad, Mu Feng is here."
After receiving the news, Zuo Mufeng had quickly come over with people and medical equipment, just in case.
When he drove up to the scene, he was still taken aback.
