Ruined temple!
Flames burst out from the roof and the door.
Lin Nan drank two glasses of fruit wine, and her whole face turned pink.
"Brother Xiaofeng, how should I write this?" Lin Nan's eyes were a little confused.
A pair of big eyes, closed many times!
"Write whatever you want." Qin Feng picked up a piece of charcoal and handed it to Lin Nan.
Looking at the pink and rosy face, I couldn't help but reach out and pinch it.
Lin Nan stood up slowly and held the chicken leg in his mouth.
Take the charcoal and climb up the statue.
"Mother, I miss you so much. I'm going to look for you. If you come back, remember to wait for me.
Xiao Xiaonan! "
The handwriting is beautiful!
Qin Feng found it hard to understand who could be so cruel as to allow a five-year-old child to practice writing so well.
After all, Lin Nan came here two years ago.
Qin Feng felt ashamed when thinking about his own awful handwriting.
"Great!" Qin Feng praised.
"Really?" Lin Nan narrowed his eyes, his eyebrows curved like two crescent moons.
She staggered and tilted her body, then was held in Qin Feng's arms.
Qin Feng lowered his head, looked at Lin Nan, who was fast asleep with his eyelashes fluttering, and smiled.
Lin Nan was holding half a chicken leg in his hand.
Qin Feng took it and stuffed it into the black donkey's mouth.
Feng added some firewood, adjusted his sitting position to make Lin Nan lie as comfortably as possible, and then Qin Feng entered the Heavenly Palace.
Practice!
If you practice a little less today while others practice a little more, then you will lose two points.
So, can’t stop!
"Draw your sword!"
Sword shadows fell from the sky.
Qin Feng stared!
He can move a little now.
Although he was still killed instantly, Qin Feng could feel that he was slowly improving.
It’s great if there is something to gain.
At dawn, Wang San drove a carriage to the gate of the dilapidated temple.
"Qin Feng, let's go!"
Wang San shouted softly, his face a little pale.
There was bright red blood on the chest.
Qin Feng opened his eyes and was very surprised.
Just a quick glance and all the details on Wang San's body were clear.
Wang San is so strong, but he was injured.
What did this guy do yesterday?
"Are you okay?" Qin Feng asked, shaking Lin Nan awake.
Lin Nan was dazed and a little drunk.
"What can happen to me? Hurry up. Otherwise, something might happen." Wang San jumped off the carriage, came to Lin Nan excitedly, picked up Lin Nan and laughed.
His mouth is almost stretched to his ears.
Even a little obscene.
"Ah? Uncle Wang!"
Lin Nan was startled and woke up instantly.
Wang San smiled even more happily and jumped into the carriage.
The carriage was not big, but Wang San wanted to be the driver!
The petite Lin Nan and the thin Qin Feng seemed a little spacious.
The carriage was covered with soft cushions.
There are also a lot of desserts and snacks, which are obviously prepared for Lin Nan.
"Xiao Nan, eat whatever you want if you're hungry. Let's go." Wang San was very excited.
"Uncle Donkey, let's go." Qin Feng shouted.
At the door of the dilapidated temple, the black donkey was lying there. It ignored Qin Feng, turned over and continued to sleep.
This made Qin Feng think that he was still in an illusion.
"It's just a donkey. I'll compensate you with a hundred donkeys later." Wang Sanda laughed.
Qin Feng shrugged without explaining.
Sitting next to Wang San, looking at the people around who kept greeting Wang San, he asked softly, "What if there are more foundation-building experts coming?"
"You can't get through!" Wang San said firmly.
Looking at the blood on Wang San’s chest, Qin Feng understood.
It seems that Wang San was injured and went to deal with those people from the sect.
In this regard, Qin Feng couldn't help but look at Wang San differently.
Risking your life for a group of ordinary people!
It makes so much sense.
"But, is it an illusion or reality?" Qin Feng stared into the distance.
Very confused!
If it is an illusion!
What is Wang San trying to achieve by doing this?
But if it wasn’t an illusion!
The problem is even more serious.
Lin Nan suddenly opened the curtain and sat next to Qin Feng, looking around with his big eyes.
So curious!
Looking forward to it again.
"Uncle Wang, how long will it take?" Qin Feng asked.
"It will be very quick! Just a month." Wang San said.
"Ah, so fast? Isn't it very far away according to the map?" Qin Feng was surprised.
Wang San turned his head and looked at Qin Qinfeng as if he was an idiot: "Are you stupid? It's more than 200,000 miles, and we only have this carriage?
Are you crazy?
We must go there by flying chariot.
I don’t have that much time to play with you.”
Only a lunatic would walk over there.
He is Wang San!
Alchemist!
Are you short of money?
It’s not like I can’t afford to ride on the flying chariot!
Relaxed and happy, so comfortable!
He no longer cared whether Qin Feng lived or died.
If Lin Nan gets tired, he will be heartbroken.
Besides, he is injured now.
If you are targeted by monsters while crossing the mountains, you will be in trouble.
It doesn't matter if he's alone, he can run anyway.
He was unsure about bringing two people.
"Two hundred thousand miles!!!" Qin Feng widened his eyes, his face full of horror.
So, how on earth did he manage to cover such a distance in just a few months?
Illusion!
It must be an illusion!
Qin Feng's mentality was a little broken.
He found it hard to accept what Wang San said.
"Uncle Wang, what is a flying chariot?" Lin Nan asked in a baby voice!
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