Beiting Huang gave Chu Feng a look and walked out.
After leaving the Wanderer Camp, there were three huge trees that had lived for countless years by the roadside outside the forest. Every autumn, a red fruit would grow on the trees. It didn't have any spiritual energy, but it tasted good. It could be eaten and plucked when it was half-ripe. It wouldn't spoil even after being stored for more than ten days. It was extremely loved by the adventurers who roamed the magical beasts forest.
At that moment, the trees were in full bloom. Chu Feng followed her from the entrance of the Wanderer Camp and saw an elf-like girl with her arms crossed under the trees. She lowered her head and kicked the roots that were exposed from the ground. Her side profile was so beautiful. A cluster of fiery-red fire on her forehead made people think that she was an elf born from the flames.
