A thousand miles of yellow sand and desert, the scorching sun hangs high.
A figure is flying rapidly in the air, more than three meters above the ground.
Lu Yu occasionally increased his altitude to observe the correct direction. After flying for a while, he saw a familiar figure, it was the person who had toasted Earth God with half a bowl of wine at the tavern.
He seemed to be on a journey, and his direction was consistent with Lu Yu's route.
Lu Yu slowed down, lowered altitude, preparing to follow him on the road.
The western desert border is an endless yellow sand wasteland, easy to lose direction. Following someone familiar with the environment can save a lot of time.
Huang Litian sensed someone approaching from behind, he slowed down and turned to look cautiously at the newcomer.
Seeing it was Lu Yu approaching behind him, he showed a surprised look; Lu Yu left ahead, how did he fall behind?
