Strangeness
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
And within this, an unspeakable sense of danger rushed straight at Lin Ming.
But after Lin Ming strode in, it gave Lin Ming an extremely peaceful feeling.
Here, there were actually villages.
Lin Ming continued forward and entered a village.
"Someone's coming, someone's coming!"
A few children were playing in the water by the river. When they saw Lin Ming, they ran away.
"Good boy."
An old lady with a kind face hugged a child in her arms.
"Which tribe are you from?"
The old lady looked at Lin Ming and asked.
"Tribe?"
Lin Ming frowned. Before Lin Ming came, he didn't have a deep understanding of this place.
He only knew some things. He knew about the dangers of spring, summer, autumn, and winter, and what caused the dangers.
But after entering, not only were there no poisonous insects here, it was extremely peaceful. The people living here were all simple villagers.
"You are a foreigner?"