Ye Changsheng picked up Lu Xiaobu and sprinted a hundred meters, not forgetting to carry those two guys who slept like dead pigs along with him.
I'm scared, really scared!
Lu Xiaobu, I shouldn't have let you go alone; it's my fault. I should have carried you directly to the destination from the start!
Staying at a monastery, you almost drove the monks crazy; staying at a temple, you had the Taoists watching stars all night!
If you were to stay at a nunnery, I can't even imagine what might happen!
You're supposed to be in a dazed state now, aren't you!
How do you still have such power!?
Just like that, from the moment Lu Xiaobu left the Taoist temple, his feet never touched the ground, and even Zheng Hai and Pan Yang 'enjoyed' the high-speed ride of Grandmaster's bus route eleven.
But, Lu Xiaobu was tucked under Ye Changsheng's arm, while those two guys were being carried one by each hand.
