Chu zhaoyue's heart leaped. In the pupil of Shang Muran's eyes, a flash of gold raised the cynicism on his face a little. He asked in a deep voice, "pursuit? How human? Can we solve it quickly? "

cook's voice was still a little respectful outside the carriage. It didn't seem that because he was running for his life now, the pursuers behind would catch up with him. But there was too much panic. He replied clearly: "go back to the master, according to the news from the front, the pursuers at the intersection are the imperial city guard. There are a lot of people, and it will take some...