Chapter 1694 Ancient Roads, West Wind

"I don't know." Marcellus shook his head and said, "Every time she leaves home, she never tells anyone where she will be going. Unless she returns home by herself, no one will be able to find her. As for the places she visits, they are usually remote areas."

"The next time you hear any news about her, you must immediately inform me," Jacob reminded him.

"Alright, I will." Marcellus nodded.

The setting sun was a scarlet glow on the ground.

On the narrow path, a girl in sportswear and a ponytail walked forward with confident steps.

She was in a desolate region in the northwest. As there were few people around, it was quiet. In the desert region, the area was filled with yellow sand.

Just picture those movies that portrayed ancient roads, west winds, and thin horses.