Hearing the clip-clop of a horse’s hooves, Shi Qingxue raised her head in surprise at once and then saw a dark brown fast horse running to them step by step.

It didn’t run fast, as if intentionally restraining its instinct to run just to protect the master.

Qingxue finally noticed that somebody was on the fast horse’s back.

That man was dressed in a deep-colored long robe, lying on the horse’s back like a puppet without strings. His arms ...