The moon was wrapped in darkness and the wind was high, making it the perfect time to forge a close relationship with the Tujue.
Zhang San rode Hei northward.
However, this time Zhang San did not take the previous route, but opted for a route slightly to the west of it.
After all, the Tujue were not fools.
On this route, two tribes had been wiped out by himself.
They knew their neighbors were gone, yet did not leave this dangerous area, such enemies were just to his liking.
Riding Hei to the west for a while, Zhang San faintly heard the sound of fighting in the distance.
"Hei, do you hear anything?"
"I heard it! It's a mare! I hear a mare screaming! It's so exciting!"
Zhang San looked sternly at the Hei beneath him.
Speaking of which, although this fellow was a Chi Dragon, he had served as a Black Chi Horse for so long and now, when transforming, he even took the form of an eighteen-year-old youth.
Was it time to consider breeding him?
