Eternal Gate

Woohoo!

In the dark mountain forest, even the blowing wind carries the howling ghosts.

The fat old ghost blocked Zhao Yun's way. He wanted to run but couldn't get out. The ghost hit the wall.

"Come on, let's slide around again." Zhao Yun patted the horse's back.

When it was over, he couldn't sit still and almost fell down.

There was no need for him to nag, and the horse had already galloped away. Although it was a mount, it was not stupid! It was obvious that the old man wanted to eat them both.