This is a picturesque valley, with mountains and flowing rivers, lush and verdant.
In the woods are countless demonic beasts, stronger than those in other places, with the weakest being Second Grade Flying Wing Tigers.
"What is this place? How come I've never heard of it?"
Mo Xiaolan looked at the images in the light curtain, involuntarily glancing at Jian Yue and Qiu Zhihe, whose knowledge should be the widest.
But Jian Yue and Qiu Zhihe both shook their heads: "I've never seen this place."
While Liu Su was using the Mist Spirit Eye, she didn't forget to point at the light curtain and exclaim: "Look, you all!"
Only to see, amid the woods inhabited by countless demonic beasts, a little girl about five or six years old. She was wearing simple clothes made from animal skins, dirt-covered all over, and was devouring a piece of freshly cut demonic beast meat.
