C347 Great General of the West Sea

After a heavy rain, the air be tinged with cool air

Long Qingyang, Long Xuanshuang, and more than a dozen of the Long family guards were exhausted and their movement speed gradually slowed down.

"Eldest Young Master, you should rest for a while! I'll carry him. "

The one who spoke was a middle-aged man in his thirties. His name was Long Chu, and he watched Long Qingyang and the others grow up