The corners of Fei ran's lips curled up. He took out a small bug from his bosom. Its sense of smell was astonishing, and it immediately flapped its wings, chasing in Xia qingchen's direction.
At that time.
In the southwest corner of the Royal Forest, Xia qingchen and Princess yanyu were standing before a depression. In front of them was a depression with a radius of ten miles.
The forest there was even denser, and one could only see a few thousand feet away. Any further and it would be blocked by the dense forest.
Because of the terrain, the ground of the marshland was very wet. In some places, water accumulated very heavily, forming a pool of stagnant water.
Just like what Xia qingchen had said, the southwest corner of the Imperial forest was dark and damp.
That lesser moon demonic beast was most likely hiding here.
He leaped and was about to jump into the depression when three agile gray-white figures suddenly jumped out of the airtight forest.
