C964 Imitation

10 Li Slope, four hundred kilometers away.

Cheng Feng who was flying slowed down.

Because he had already gotten rid of Wei Mingxuan for the time being, there was naturally no need to rush any further.

"F * ck, I'm so tired."

Seeing that Cheng Feng had slowed his pace, Long Aotian panted heavily before shouting to the two turtle dragons in front of him: "The two of you come over for a moment