C452 The Backbone of the Prison Mansion Had Returned

The backbone of the Fourth Hundred and Fifty of the Prison Mansion had returned.

Lu Feng was running at full speed. He wished that the horse he was riding was not a Golden Thread Horse, but a fierce tiger or a leopard. He waved his whip continuously, pushing his speed to the limit. The journey that originally took him half a day had been shortened by him. In the end