As soon as he asked the question, even Han Zhan himself felt it strange.
They were husband and wife; what right did he have to ask such a question?
Chu Qianli gasped for breath.
She glanced once more at the forest ahead, the black-clothed figures had indeed vanished without a trace.
Even if she caught up, it was not certain she could find them.
The Dead Soldiers, he didn't know what methods were used to train them.
Their physical strength and will seemed as though they were controlled by someone else.
They were neither afraid of hardship nor fatigue, could it be possible, just like in the television shows, they really weren't afraid of death?
She dismounted from her horse.
As soon as her feet touched the ground, her legs went soft, and she almost knelt down.
Han Zhan immediately swung down from his horse, and with quick eyes and hands, he steadied her as she wobbled.
"How are you?"