C1120 Single Rifle

Mo Huan was overjoyed. Isn't this the village that Zhao Yuqi described?

Thinking that Little Qing was inside, Mo Huan increased his speed and rode his horse straight up. Dull "Da Da" sounds came from the ground and dust also rose from the back of the horse. Along with the horses, they quickly swept towards the dilapidated village.

When they arrived at the village, the horses hadn't stopped yet