"drive!"

He waved his whip and speeded up the carriage.

Zhang Yuan felt a little uneasy.

Damn.

It’s not that I’ve encountered a ghost hitting a wall!

The broken tree roots are located between Black Eagle Fort and Chujiang City. They are only five or six miles apart when they meet, but they seem to be unable to rush through these five or six miles.

Elder Ma kept wiggling his whip and rushed forward without saying a word.

More than an hour passed, and they appeared in front of the broken tree root again.

Xiaohuan's face turned pale in fear.

“We’re lost?”

She tried not to think about the ghosts and walls, but even so, her voice was still a little trembling.

I have passed by here seven or eight times.
Chapter completed!