Riding on Luofan's black wooden stake, Fairy Yuluo could at least manage to cry out, but on Duan Que's black wooden stake, she was completely bewildered.
Her body was flying through the sky while her soul chased desperately behind!
And damn it, she couldn't even catch up!
Duan Que was currently marveling: *As expected of an Immortal Venerable's disciple!* Because out of everyone who had ever ridden his flying magical treasure, not a single one had remained this calm—yet when he turned his head, he saw Fairy Yuluo with a twisted expression, rolling her eyes upward.
Chapter 86