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The sky was clear for thousands of miles, and the Li Chuan Plain had already come into view, with the silver outline of the Li Chuan River winding in the distance.
The Ice Morning White Dragon's size had not reached that of the Eagle Beast Dragon, and carrying the weight of two people was somewhat strenuous for it. Its ability to maintain high-speed flight now was mainly due to its control over wind magic…
Teacher Duan Lan seemed still unable to emerge from the shadow of Ke Bei's death, her gaze lifeless.
"We're almost there," Zhu Minglang pointed to the ground.
Seeing those three rivers, and that the rivers were slowly converging in the midst of the plain, it meant that they were not far from the Ancestral Dragon City-State.
Once at the Dragon Taming Academy, if the unfettered Luo Xiaoruo dared to come after them again, it would be akin to seeking his own death.
"Yuu~~~~~~"
The Ice Morning White Dragon let out a warning cry.
