Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox Chapter 106: She Doesn’t Fear Pain, Not One Bit

In the end, she was just a woman, with little strength, especially against three strong n.

With her push, she only managed to move two of them, and even then, it was only because they slipped that they fell backward.

Song Yi had keenly noticed this geographical advantage.

The n lost their balance, instinctively reaching for support, grabbing the nearest man who hadn’t fallen, and all three tumbled deeper into the mountain forest.

The rain poured heavily, splattering the mud with loud smacks.

Song Yi charged at them with all her might, as she was close to them.

One of them grabbed at Song Yi as they fell, but because his hand slipped, he didn’t hold her well, and they went plunging into the depths of the forest.

Song Yi herself was unsteady, and being pulled added a forward montum, making her lean forward as her feet slid...

Her face plowed through the thorny underbrush, sliding all the way down.

Unable to control her body, she desperately tried to grab onto sothing, taking hold of so grass only to tear it straight out because of her strength.

The feeling of falling and her panic forced Song Yi to slide down rapidly, her hands searching frantically for sothing to grab.

Plants with thorns, big and small, gouged her arms and even tore her clothes.

The first ti she gripped the thorny vine, the pain made her instinctively let go, her body dropping swiftly again.

Song Yi gritted her teeth, her whole body muddy and bloody.

She fell alongside the mountainside and through the chaotic brush, but this ti she grabbed onto...

Without feeling the pain, she refused to let go, clinging fiercely to a large tree branch, allowing her body to stabilize and stop falling.

The small branch was completely covered in thorns, large and small.

The thorns rcilessly pierced her tender palms, and blood flowed profusely, dripping rapidly with the rain.

She was covered in blood, her hair tangled with grass and mud, mixed with rain and blood.

The pain reached her core, making tears well up in the corners of her eyes.

The pain was so intense she didn’t even have the strength to call for help.

All she could do was hold onto the little branch that hurt her yet temporarily saved her life.

Just monts ago, in that situation...

Song Yi didn’t know if she could succeed, or if she could act well enough to deceive them.

But a head-on confrontation was definitely not an option; that was her only way.

Song Yi was worth billions, considered a queen in the entertainnt industry, living among the elite.

She was the best at reading people, grasping their weaknesses and flaws, knowing that most people, no matter how ruthless, valued their own lives.

Ordinary people, facing a bloodthirsty madman without reason who would even harm themselves, would be afraid.

They feared not the madman, but the unknown, as you could never predict a madman’s next move.

At this mont, Song Yi’s temples were throbbing with pain, and her whole body ached everywhere.

She struggled to lift her head and look up, as rain rcilessly pelted her face.

It slamd into her eyes, forcing her to squint, seeing only a blurred ss of lush greenery above mixed with muddy water sliding with the rain.

If the heavy rain didn’t stop, a landslide was inevitable.

Then her life would truly end here.

Song Yi gritted her teeth, she couldn’t...

She couldn’t die, no!

Climb, she must climb up!

Resigning to fate was never her style.

Her other hand gripped the thorny branch, while her feet pushed for leverage upwards.

With one hand grabbing a sturdier patch of grass, she let go of the hand that clung to the thorny branch.

As soon as she released it, the blood rushed out even more fiercely.

Ignoring it, Song Yi held onto the grass to climb upwards.

She wasn’t afraid of pain, not at all...

"Song Yi!" Suddenly, a blurred voice called her na—