Zhang Zhuanger coughed dryly and added, "Suo Mingcheng still thinks his idea is quite clever."
The old bastard's goatee began to twitch.
"..." Meng Yi didn't know what to say in response.
He seems... quite smart... right?
However, Suo Mingcheng did it stupidly...
After a long time, this is what he came up with.
Never mind, let him be.
Meng Yi came back to his senses and nodded to Zhang Zhuang'er, "Well, you guys are busy. I have something to do, so I'll leave first."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Xier stretched out her left hand and raised it high.
Meng Yi looked puzzled, "What are you doing?"
"Come on... give me a high five!"
Zhang Xier shook her left arm. "It just grew a few days ago. Damn it."
I think you'll be sitting at the same table with Suo Mingcheng sooner or later! Meng Yi suppressed the strange thoughts in his mind and reached out with a dull look on his face.
Snap~
"yeah!"
…
In the wilderness outside Jing'an City, Cen Qiyun stood on a small red cloud with flapping wings, and together with Meng Yi who spread his blood wings, they maintained low-altitude flight.
She turned her head and glanced at Meng Yi.
"What's wrong with you? You've been distracted since you left the city."
"I wonder what's going on with some people's brains?"
Meng Yi carried [Thousand Thorns] and continued flying, replying casually.
All he got in return was a roll of the eyes from Cen Qiyun.
She stopped asking questions and began to look at the wilderness below her.
Unlike the previous times when she was nervous and apprehensive when entering the wilderness, she now has the strength of a fifth-level person, and has Meng Yi, a fourth-level divine benefactor, by her side.
This kind of combination can ensure safety when operating around Jing'an City.
The two of them flew over the heads of the scattered teams of God's Grace at an extremely fast speed, and from time to time they could see twisted and strange alien creatures.
Cen Qiyun suddenly thought of a question and quickly signaled Xiao Hongyun to stop in mid-air, then spoke in surprise:
"By the way, how do we find the Holy City?"
She flipped out the bearing indicator and took a look.
"We are now 53° east-southeast of Jing'an City, 70 kilometers away.
Where to go next?"
The blood wings behind Meng Yi paused, and he hovered in mid-air, opening his pupil technique to observe for a while.
There was no sign of Xiao Wu within the field of vision.
He retracted his pupil technique, his eyes returning to normal, swung his mace [Thousand Thorns] in a circle in his right hand, and replied casually:
“It’s okay, we can wait for Xiaowu to come find us.
I remind you, from now on, just call it "Xiao Wu", there is no need to chant it every day.
This is not a serious, formal occasion, and we need to force Xiaowu to remember his name."
Cen Qiyun said, "I know, I know."
Meng Yi thought about the place where he and Xiao Wu had parted, and was about to fly back to that place, but suddenly his heart was touched.
In that place, he felt...
Something is approaching me at a very fast speed!
This... in the wilderness, apart from Xiao Wu, there should be nothing else that can attract me, right?
He widened his eyes slightly. He... could sense Xiao Wu within a certain range?
He suddenly extended his flesh and blood tentacles to grab Cen Qiyun and Xiao Hongyun, and with a flap of his blood wings, he flew towards the direction where he sensed them.
His flying speed is much faster than Cen Qiyun's.
"What are you doing?" Cen Qiyun shouted in dissatisfaction after being tied up. The little red cloud blinked its eyes and flapped its wings to fly quickly.
In the wilderness, a streak of blood-red light flashed across the sky.
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