"We seem to have arrived?"
Passing through the dense forest, a kilometer-wide meadow in the woods came into view, with two huge trees standing at each end—one with pale leaves and branches obscuring the sky, and the other bearing sporadic dark red fruits with crystal-clear skins.
They are the Life Tree and Wisdom Tree, which exist side by side.
And between the two giant trees, there are seven or eight army-green Mongolian yurt-shaped tents stretching out.
"Swoosh, swoosh—"
The two had just stepped out of the forest when two arrows with black flames shot towards them, nailing the ground just an inch from their feet.
"Code." A mechanical, heavy voice came from the lush Life Tree.
Xia Feng vaguely saw a figure wearing a Siamese cat mask; he shook his head. "Don't have it."
"Hmm?"
With the tree dweller's puzzled sound, numerous laser red dots appeared on the two of them and all around.
