C86 Saving the Grass Mud Horse.

After what felt like an eternity, Yeh Zi's lips finally regained their color, and the chill that had gripped her faded away. Han Feng watched her, now out of harm's way, and breathed a sigh of relief. It was fortunate he had returned when he did; otherwise, he dreaded to think what might have become of her. Yet, his grass mud horse was still in the clutches of the Snow Flood Dragon