Luo Qingyu also noticed something wrong. When they came in, they had only walked more than ten meters. According to reason, they should have retreated to the outside of the forest now, but at this time, they were surrounded by more dense trees. Obviously, they had lost their way in the darkness.
"Ye Fan, do you think the four of them will die?" Luo Qingyan suddenly asked. She was very worried about the four companions.
"I don't think so. They just want to trap us and make us lose our direction. Let me think about it." Ye Fan stood in the forest and carefully sensed the atmosphere around him.
"That place is the warmest. Let's go there." Ye Fan pointed to the northwest. In fact, he had not figured out where it was.
Luo Qingyan trusted Ye Fan very much. The two of them walked toward the direction that Ye Fan was pointing at.
"Why aren't you affected?" Luo Qingyu asked.