Looking at the setting sun, Gao Feng shook his head. It seems that he can only spend the night in the wild today. After walking for a while again, night fell quietly. Gao Feng had no choice but to spend the night in a small forest.

it was dark in the quiet forest, and I couldn't see my fingers. Gao Feng sat by the fire, carefully baking a hare. When the breeze blows, the forest is filled with fragrance.

"Gulu." Hongsha's little eyes were fixed on the roast hare, which was constantly sending out the smell of baking, and her stomach was constantly ringing. Listen to Gao Feng for a...