C1114 A Storm Breeds Eight Hundred and Twenty-seven

Just by looking at this place, one could tell that this forest was not simple, but the signs on the map indicated that they needed to pass through this forest, so now, Xin Yi and the others were standing in front of the forest, and Duan Xiaoyao couldn't help but whistle. He was also a person who often played around in the rivers and lakes, but he never knew that there was such a place