It took Wu Er a long time to explain his intentions in the online forum.
Then, the call ended with Xiao Mingmu's meaningful laugh.
"Honestly, what are these junior brothers and sisters thinking?"
Wu Er shrugged, thinking that maybe it was because he had been single for too long, and whenever someone was around, people would think the wrong thing.
That makes sense.
A sect leader brought a comatose female disciple into his residence.
This kind of thing.
Anyone would misunderstand.
Then Wu Er turned his gaze to Han Qingxiu, touched his chin, and focused on Han Qingxiu's chest.
He said, "It's so flat, this sect leader isn't interested."
"Um?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Er felt a huge fluctuation of spiritual energy, and the source of this fluctuation was getting closer and closer.
This fluctuation of spiritual energy is very regular, unlike what a cultivator would emit; it must be some kind of magical artifact.
Could it be?
Is someone planning to bombard this place with magical artifacts?
Wu Er smiled and instantly became interested, wanting to see who was so bold as to bomb the immortal's residence.
So he pushed open the door and went out.
As soon as the door opened, Wu Er's eyes widened.
"What the hell? What's going on?"
It's not a magical weapon attack, it's someone speeding... no, speeding on a cloud boat!
Then, from the clouds in front of Xiaoyuan Peak, a luxurious cloud boat was seen sailing towards them.
Judging from the style and logo, it should be Pengshanmen Yunzhou.
The cloud boat flew extremely fast, swaying constantly in the clouds, and even playing with turns and drifts, its movements very smooth and skillful.
The roar continued, leaving wisps of scattered clouds in the blue sky.
But why would a cloud boat come here?
Wu Er hesitated for a moment, then realized what was going on.
It must have been arranged by my second junior brother!
Only he could easily arrange a cloud boat of this caliber and race it within the sect.
Wu Er shook his head again, waiting for the cloud boat to reach Xiaoyuan Peak.
But as the cloud boat drew closer, Wu Er also heard singing coming from inside it.
This is?
Car music?
"Water ballet, Indian hunks, Indian rice—go experience it all..."
Upon hearing the song, Wu Er felt a strange sense of familiarity, and the song seemed inexplicably fitting for the car chase...
Suddenly, a voice came from inside the cloud boat:
"Shrimp catcher!!!"
"You still say you're sick and won't come here because you're not convinced? Oh, forget about that, pshaw!"
As the cloud boat drew closer, the singing became clearer and clearer, and Wu Er's mouth opened wider and wider.
When Wu Er heard the cry of "Shrimp catcher," he realized something.
This! This!! This!!
How did those junior students manage to come up with this racing anthem?!
After the cloud boat flew over quickly and drifted over, it successfully stopped on Xiaoyuan Peak.
Such a huge cloud boat stopped on Xiaoyuan Peak, completely occupying this small hilltop.
At this moment, although the cloud boat had stopped, the music on board was still playing.
Every time the word "Catch the shrimp" came up, Wu Er would twitch the corner of his mouth.
There is no other reason.
It's just so embarrassing...
At that moment, the cloud boat suddenly made a "booming" sound.
Then it begins to deform.
It's really a Transformers-branded cloud boat...
Then the deck on top of the cloud boat began to shrink, as if it were sliding back and forth, and in a short while it became a... open-top cloud boat.
Inside the cloud boat, in the driver's seat, stood a serious-looking man with a neatly trimmed beard.
It was none other than Wu Er's third junior brother—Yan Zheng!
Yan Zheng turned his head, revealing a few teeth on his serious face, with a slight smile on his lips.
It's just that her smile isn't very attractive...
A ray of sunlight shone on Yan Zheng's bright white teeth, reflecting a faint yellow glow.
"No, Gou Dan, you've become a seasoned driver on Mount Akina... no, Mount Pengshan?"
Wu Er opened his mouth wide and stared wide-eyed.
He then suppressed his surprise and looked at the luxurious, high-end, elegant, and obviously expensive Yunzhou.
He said, "No, why did you bring this thing here?"
"Hmph, senior brother, isn't that enough of a show?"
A voice came from inside the cloud boat, and there was another person behind Yan Zheng.
Long hair draped over his shoulders, a wide gray robe, and an expression that seemed like he hadn't woken up yet.
It was Xiao Mingmu.
Xiao Ming squinted and stepped off the cloud boat. The first few steps were fine, but the more he walked, the more his body swayed.
By the time he reached Wu Er's side, he was already unable to stand steadily.
Xiao Mingmu's cultivation level was not low, so why was he unable to stand steadily?
Wu Er was also puzzled, but seeing Xiao Ming's eyes swaying and about to fall, he immediately stepped forward to support him and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Xiao Mingmu steadied himself, then patted his chest and said, "It's nothing, it's just that Fifth Brother was driving the cloud boat too fast, I feel a little dizzy... ugh!!!"
After saying that, he gagged a few times.
"Are you seasick?"
Wu Er raised his eyebrows again.
A dignified cultivator at the Dao Integration Realm, Yun Yunzhou?
horrible!
But thinking back to how the cloud boat drifted in the air just now...
Triple drift plus a spin in place...that's some skill.
To be honest, Wu Er felt that even he, as an immortal, was in a tough spot.
Yan Zheng, whose cultivation level was lower than Xiao Mingmu's, walked down the cloud boat as if nothing had happened. He looked at Xiao Mingmu, who was still vomiting, and felt a little embarrassed.
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