Dense forest, outside the tree hole.

Lin Aoxue, who knows the whole thing, has calmed down, but his eyes are still full of sadness, standing in the same place, not saying a word.

Behind her, Moyi and Yu sighed repeatedly, but instead they were leaf dust, calm and straight forward.

"Let's go." Ye Dun uttered a sentence with a sense of seriousness. Lin Ao-xue was stunned. He opened his mouth and asked, "Where are you going?"

"This is the wooden temple, we naturally have to look for the spirit and blood of the wooden god, not to mention, what happened before, you continue to stay here, will only encounter more...