C47 The Legendary Bandits

A few days later, the weather was clear and the morning air was fresh.

A red sun slowly rose from the east. Birds in the forest were chasing each other, butterflies were dancing in the flowers, and the droplets of water on the leaves were colorful in the red light.

Ye Qian was riding on a big horse as he led a small group of people forward.

Now that his injuries were almost healed