The wind is swaying.
The withered grass is rising and falling.
The stronghold that Biluo Sword Valley invested massive financial and material resources to build, as well as the destruction of two thousand Heavy Armored Cavalry, became a hot topic of discussion among countless people.
As the instigator of this incident, Chen Yang mixed into the crowd and climbed the Northern Mountain.
Whether the map fragment is complete or not, Chen Yang doesn't really care. What he needs to do now is to kill all of Biluo Sword Valley's people.
Of course, on this Northern Mountain, there might be a main force of Biluo Sword Valley.
If he can kill them all, it would certainly be a severe blow to Biluo Sword Valley. The problem is, how to kill them.
Going head-to-head isn't impossible, but it's ultimately a last resort.
Gu Zhiqing squinted, looking at the crowded mountain foothill, remaining silent.
For this man who shared a horse with her, she seemed to have a whole new understanding.
