With a strong force, Feng Qingcheng felt that he was thrown out like garbage, and then someone held his arms again and placed them on the ground.

When he felt down to earth under his feet, Feng Qingcheng's eyes adapted to the light in front of him.

In front of me, there was a jungle of tall trees. More than ten people gathered together to embrace the big tree. It was thick and tall and a little exaggerated. Although the sunlight above my head was dazzling, it didn't seem to be hot in my eyes.

Just as she looked up at the sky, she suddenly heard the silent voice coming from her ears again.

"Arrival on the 98th..."

It was not until this time that Feng Qingcheng discovered that there were many people with different costumes standing beside him. They were old and young, men and women. When they were looking around him alertly, they were also being looked at him alertly.

A little girl about six or seven years old was standing there timidly looking at her, with tears flashing in her clear big eyes.

Her naked wrist was shining with silver light, and the words "Thirty-seven" could be vaguely identified on it.

Feng Qingcheng instinctively lowered his eyes to his wrist. Under the cover of his sleeves, there were ninety-seven numbers flashing with silver light.

“Ancient…”

When he saw the numbers in front of him, Feng Qingcheng felt that his heart was about to jump out.

The numbers on her wrist turned out to be the words of the ancient tribe.

"Arrival on the 99th..."

With that indifferent voice, a young man who was gaiting his upper body stood beside Feng Qingcheng in a daze, and his dumbfounded eyes locked Feng Qingcheng tightly.

"What's this for?"

"Shh" a man around fifty and gloomy eyes beside him said in a deep voice: "Don't talk..."

He shook his head and signaled him to look forward. He saw a man in white standing on his back next to a big tree with a diameter of about ten meters. As a light flashed by, a figure appeared on the tree like a ghost. Then the man in white grabbed his arm and threw it out.

"One hundred arrives..."

Next to Feng Qingcheng, a man in white also stood, and he caught the person who was thrown in expressionlessly and put it on the ground.

"Who are you? What are you going to do?" The man who was yelling with his upper body suddenly roared in a daze, "Do you know who I am? He dares to use magic to get me here..."

Feng Qingcheng took a step back alertly to avoid harming the fish in the pond.

It is really a very stupid way to yell in such a strange place.

Sure enough, the man beside her looked at him with great disgust. As his fingers flipped, there was an extra pill, and in the blink of an eye, it had already popped into the man's mouth.

"Ah..." The man instinctively let out a whimper, and then he could no longer make a sound. He could only grab his throat with his hands, but there was no more tone.

"I know you have many questions in your mind. Want to know where this is, why do you appear here, and why are you here..."

The man in white standing next to the big tree looked at Feng Qingcheng and others calmly, a faint smile flashed from the corner of his lips, and he spread his arms gently.
Chapter completed!