C307 wild mountain hunting

When the sun was high in the sky, the three horses had crossed a mountain at the end of the valley. Xia Lei sat on his horse and looked back at the valley. He could no longer see White Huns Tribe. Behind him was a dense primeval forest, but in front of him was a barren land that stretched as far as the eye could see. The basin in the mountain range was truly a paradise. It should not be disturbed