ng dodged behind a giant tree.Whoosh! Whoosh!Two figures... they should be figures, were running through the forest at a fast speed.In this endless sea of forest, besides beasts, there are also humans...slate!“Oh, I already ate. You have it.” Jiang Wang handed her the bamboo cake.Jiang An'an took it, taking a bite with a satisfied smile and asked, "Why are you still wearing a mask"Jiang Wang touched...
Chapter Forty-Seven: Life, Death, Withering, and Blooming