C183 Critical Injury

A luxurious carriage pulled by eight horses was in the middle of the team of twenty or so horse guards. A young man with a golden crown on his head, wearing a luxurious brocade robe, stood in the air and looked at Mo Li.

"Who are you? Why are you chasing after my Nangong Family's cavalry? "

The youth condescendingly looked down at the travel worn youth