With a void strike of the great flag in her hand, the colossal military flag of the Blood Fire Army's vanguard tore apart inch by inch, and the vanguard generals under the flag were all swept into the Blood Swamp.
The road ahead was already clear.
Swoosh!
A shadow swept across the left side of the forest, appearing before her like a myriad of transformations.
It was Zhang Tao, the old partner in heading south.
"Lord Zhang, where is the Marquis?" Kuang Lang asked.
"The Marquis has already set off for Dragon City, don't worry. That celestial-like cousin has gone too," Zhang Tao replied.
A celestial-like cousin...
This was Zhang Tao's way of referring to Hu Ji.
Because he wasn't sure who this beauty was and dared not ask, he only heard Qing Ying call her cousin, so he called her cousin too.
"Huh? Dragon City?" Kuang Lang was anxious: "We should go too!"
