After confirming that he was right, he took Ding Yiyi down, clasped his fingers tightly to each other, and refused to let go any more.

Ding Yiyi felt the wetness in his hand, and she bent her finger to make it fit him tightly.

"Let's go." Ye Nianmo took Ding Yiyi's hand and walked towards the door. There was a crisis everywhere. Now it was wise to go. And the person he was looking for had been found. He had no need to take risks.

The person behind him did not follow, and his arm was pulled to the limit. He looked back, pale and vaguely angry.

"Holly is inside....