Squeak, squeak.
The carriage traveled on a road that was not smooth, but was still quite wide.
Chen Mu leaned against the carriage, lost in thought.
This is the third day since they left Qingshan County.
The initial novelty of the journey has been numbed by the monotony of traveling.
Sitting in the car every day, despite the constantly changing scenery, eventually brings on both physical and mental fatigue.
Zhang Ye lifted the curtain of the carriage and placed one hand on the carriage.
Five or six fine horses galloped towards them, and several martial arts practitioners spurred their horses on, quickly passing them.
Zhang Ye couldn't help but say sourly, "Another group of people going to Taobao."
No one in the carriage paid him any attention; he had lost count of how many times h
