C3734 Blue Scorpion

"Senior!" The scar-faced man scratched his head anxiously, his legs clamped tightly around the horse's abdomen. The warhorse seemed to be unable to withstand the force of his legs, and revealed a painful expression.

Although the bandit behind him did not speak, his face was filled with anger and anxiety. The one who had been slaughtered was his own brother, and no one could remain calm