Leaving this jungle, Song Yun looked at the winding path with exceptional excitement!
He had finally returned to the world of humankind!
Everyone in that village seemed as though they had been hidden there since ancient times. If it were a utopia like the Peach Blossom Spring, it might have been fine, but unfortunately, it was a filthy den!
Song Yun walked along the path with Wen Shu for about half an hour before they finally reached a dilapidated highway.
With many vehicles coming and going, Song Yun excitedly waved his hand, trying to hitch a ride.
But after more than ten vehicles had passed, no one dared to stop.
Because Song Yun's clothes looked filthy, and there were some blood-like stains on them, they certainly didn't want him to dirty their car interiors.
"Song... Song Yun, what are these things... they run so fast..."
