The Nanshan tribe is located in a forest in the north of the mainland. The climate here is suitable for all species to survive, so the Nanshan tribe is located here, and both prey and water sources are very abundant.

The three sides of the forest are towering mountains, and the only remaining direction is unknown. In ancient times without modern technology, topographic maps were developed by the beastmen themselves, and only places that had actually been walked would be included in the tribe's large map.

Shi Ang has not led the tribe to explore the remaining direction, so each hunting range will be limited to the other three directions. It is unknown how big the other place is, and whether there will be other tribes. If you accidentally step into the range of other tribes, it will be a big war that threatens the entire tribe.

Qi Yan didn't know how long he had been running, nor where he had run to. He raised his red eyes and looked around blankly at the lush green forest. Turning around, he found that the road he came from had been mixed with the surroundings and could not be distinguished.

A gust of cool wind blew, and his thin body trembled under the wind. Qi Yan rubbed his arms exposed to the air, hoping that the friction of his skin could bring him a little warmth.

"Where is this..."

The tiny voice seemed to become an ocean in the boundless forest, and there was no response the moment the words fell.

Qi Yan looked up. The towering trees were much taller than he had imagined. They were lush and leafy, with branches and trunks intertwined. The leaves covered the sky and the ground, and he could only see a few scattered sunlight shining through the gaps between the leaves.

It was as if he was in a cage woven by trees, but in fact it was endless, and he didn't know how to move forward.

With a tearful face, Qi Yan was anxious to cry out.

[Mang Xi's favorability towards Qi Yan +5, current favorability: 20]

...

Who the hell is this!

Suppressing the howl in his heart, Qi Yan blinked his tearful eyes fiercely, and a tear slowly fell down his face.

[Mang Xi's favorability towards Qi Yan +10, current favorability: 30]

This guy is still a sadist!

He can't let the other party know that he knows of his existence. Qi Yan stretched out his hand to wipe his tears, ready to give it a try.

The little female stretched out her arm, wiped the tears from her face vigorously, and walked around blindfolded. As a result, she stepped on an uneven ground, leaned back, and was knocked to the ground by the roots of an old tree protruding from the ground.

In an instant, the pain from all over the body gathered at the ankle. Qi Yan gasped in pain, and his tears, which were not many to begin with, instantly overflowed.

The sharp pain made Qi Yan's face turn blue. Logically speaking, it was just a sprain, and it shouldn't be so terrible, but Qi Yan truly felt the unbearable pain, and the cold sweat all over his body because of the violent beating of his heart.

It can be seen that the condition of this body is not good, and it can even be said to be terrible. In the ancient times when medicine was not well developed, Qi Yan was not sure what disease this body had. In the midst of pain, he could only take one step at a time.

Before he could relieve the pain, his body suddenly floated in the air. Qi Yan screamed and looked back in suspicion, but his vision was too shaky, so he could only hug the object on one side reflexively. When all the dust settled, Qi Yan found that he was being carried by a princess.

Princess hug...

"Humph, naughty little female."

A magnetic voice came from the ear, the timbre was like aged fine wine, mellow and unique, low and nasal.

When Qi Yan raised his head, he bumped into a pair of dark green eyes, and gradually lost himself in the light of the crescent moon hanging in the night.

Mang Xi lowered his eyes and looked at the little female's eyes with a few unshed tears, her pale face without a trace of redness, and her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. It looked like she was in a lot of pain. The

dark green pupils narrowed slightly, and the line of sight slid to one side and fell on the particularly glaring red swelling on the white feet, and his expression instantly became gloomy.