Boss, He’s Becoming a Father

"Choose one at random?" Feng Yanchuan couldn't help asking Shao Yu's opinion.

Shao Yu patted his shoulder and said, "You are lucky, you choose."

"Where am I lucky?" Feng Yanchuan asked rhetorically.

"Knowing me is your greatest luck." Shao Yu casually said nonsense.

Feng Yanchuan not only did not refute, but nodded vigorously.

"Fellow Daoist, close your eyes and choose one." Shao Yu said.

Feng Yanchuan really listened to Shao Yu's words, closed his eyes and pointed to somewhere in the sky.

After a while, the two stood together on Feng Yanchuan's flying sword, and Feng Yanchuan carefully controlled the flying sword to rise.

These passages are tortuous and narrow. Feng Yanchuan must not only prevent two living people from bumping into each other, but also prevent the living dead in the ice from being hit, so he is extremely cautious throughout the whole process.

Feng Yanchuan only felt that his sword control had never been so difficult before, and it took him half a day to reach the exit.

As soon as they landed, the two living people felt the heat waves hit their faces.

Feng Yanchuan took out the map and wanted to know where he was, but he looked around Wuxu Valley and saw nothing like it.

Shao Yu stretched out his hand and pointed to a place far away from Wuxu Valley on the map: "It's here."

"The lava volcano." Feng Yanchuan shook his head as soon as he read it, and said, "We are very close to the Wuxu Valley, how could it be possible to reach the lava volcano."

Shao Yu said: "Is the underground spiritual spring really in Wuxu Valley?"

Shao Yu said: "The direction of the ground is not clear, and the ground in the secret realm is not necessarily flat."

"It doesn't have to be flat?" Feng Yanchuan's surprised eyes almost fell.