When the sun was about to rise in the east, a black horse pulled a small carriage and quietly drove away from the nameless town.
Ye Jingtang was wearing a black robe and a bamboo hat on his head, and the Hornless Dragon Saber was hanging behind his waist. He was riding his horse slowly on the official road and scanning the endless gray wilderness.
The carriage was small and didn't have much furniture inside. A thin blanket had been spread out on the floor.
Luo Ning was leaning against the carriage wall with a blanket on her back. After resting for a night, most of her limbs had recovered, and she could move freely. But she didn't sleep well last night. At this moment, she leaned on Third Lady's shoulder and closed her eyes to take a nap.
The bird, who had been on sentry duty all night, was lying in the carriage with its claws facing the sky, rolling back and forth as the carriage rocked, but it showed no signs of waking up.