C134 He Saw Ye Xiangxiao Again.

Before we knew it, June had arrived.

The Cloud Forest was at the peak of its lushness.

Trees soared skyward, their branches and leaves blotting out the sun. Rare were the spots between the trees where one could catch a glimpse of the sky; vines entangled like serpents, and a riot of flowers and thorns filled every inch of space not claimed by trees.

The young of the Demon Beasts had matured