Today's morning sun was radiant.
Qingluan took to the skies with outstretched wings.
However, Qi Xuanxuan exclaimed in fright from the minor turbulence, and she hastily steadied herself.
While sitting on Qingluan's back, Qiao Mu tugged on Qi Xuanxuan and warned gently, "Be careful. Don't you fall off."
Qi Xuanxuan burst into laughter. "My little great aunt, I am a level-13 great mystic cultivator at any rate. How could I fall off!"
"Qingluan's flying speed is still very fast." Qiao Mu exhorted, "It is best to be careful."
"It really is very fast. At this speed, we will probably arrive at Wengka City before the sky even gets dark."
As Qi Xuanxuan spoke, she suddenly thought of something. She turned toward Qiao Mu and asked quietly, "But speaking of which, do you know the way to Wengka City?"
"I've never been to Wengka City before. How would I know the way!" Qiao Mu looked up at the sky in exasperation.
Qi Xuanxuan: …
