Lu Yuan has eight hundred tricks up his sleeve, when it comes to playing, Chen Long never wins.
"No."
Anyway, I've lost quite a bit along this journey; it's like they say, a large debt causes no worry, learned from the old matriarch.
Lu Yuan's mouth twitched.
Meng Qianqian's expression relaxed.
Finally freed from Ayimulan, and finally reunited with everyone, a huge weight was lifted off her heart.
"By the way, where are Tan'er and the others?"
She asked.
Having disappeared for so long, Tan'er and Ban Xia must have been worried sick.
Lu Yuan said, "They are right behind us, will be here soon."
Speak of the devil.
"Sister——Sister——"
Tan'er's excited small voice, like a heavy hammer, resounded over the undulating desert with her strong and powerful footsteps.
Meng Qianqian opened her arms.
Tan'er flew over with a whoosh——
and missed.
He was lifted up by Lu Yuan.
Tan'er drooped his head and small skinny arms, "What are you doing?"
