On the trail, the hooves of war horses made a "click" sound on the road.

Qin Lan had just ridden his horse and traveled not far when he noticed that there were many figures on the path, and a large group of black shadows were blocking the way.

"Who are you?"

Without waiting for Qin Lan to get closer, the torches suddenly lit up, and the bright silver armor exuded a cold chill under the light shield of the firelight.

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