As the sun rose, a thin mist enveloped the earth. The sun occasionally passed through the clouds and mist, casting speckles of light and shadow on the forest. The gloomy forest was no longer like hell, but had the aura of the human world.
The forest seemed to have no end. Shu Yin ran for a long time, but she still couldn't get out.
Shuyin had no experience in surviving in the wild. If it wasn't for her strong sense of direction and memory, she would have lost her way.
Even if she could tell the direction, she had been running for her life for more than an hour. She was exhausted, and the vast forest had no end. It made Shuyin feel despair.
Because Zishan had kicked his stomach, the pain was unbearable. When he fell to the ground, he felt as if all the bones in his body were about to break.
