The twilight is sinking and the moon is hanging on the branches.

Zhang Han and the others finally grabbed the horse's belly and stopped the pursuit.

They had chased hundreds of miles along the banks of the Volga tributaries, but they had not caught a single hair of King Briar.

Zhang Han looked at the chief of the internal guard with dissatisfaction; "Are you sure the Briars fled in this direction? Why haven't we even seen a figure after chasing for so long? ”

The chief of the internal guard showed a bitter gourd face and made up a reason; "Maybe? Maybe they're finding a place to hide ... ”

How could Zhang Han not look at the other party's thoughts, the anger on his face flashed, and he quietly glanced at Zhang Yi behind him.

After Zhang Yi received Zhang Han's signal, he ......

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