chapter 181 Beauty and the Savage

November is already late autumn and the weather is a little chilly, especially in the mountains where the temperature is several degrees lower than outside. The warm sunlight penetrates the dense leaves and hits the ground, forming dense spots of light.

In a primeval forest somewhere in Shu, China, a ridiculous scene suddenly appeared in the jungle.

"Whoosh!"

A gust of cold wind whistled past, and a figure quickly shuttled through the dense forest.

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