"No need to ask Old Ancestor Ye, I will tell you."

Su Mu was stunned.

Old Ancestor Ye?

Then he remembered that the Fat Master said that the one who made it, Ye, and it is said that the two ancestors of the Feng clan and Zhuo clan were of the same generation.

Fatty is indeed weird.

"Old man...how did you know Fat master?"

Su Xuanji smiled slightly, but his eyes were deep.

Su Mu knew that he had asked a stupid question.

Forget it, I won't ask.

Whether it is Fat Master or Huntian Pill, it should be left to him by Su Xuanji, so what else should I ask?

"Where are you going to take me?"

"You will know when you get to the place."

In just two hours, the hatch opened.

Su Mu was shocked again as soon as he walked out of the cabin door.

In the distance, the majestic and continuous mountains are actually the Andes.

And under your feet is an endless grassland.

This is more than 10,000 kilometers away...Pampas grassland?

Two hours?

This speed is too scary, right?

The wind blows, and grass is flying everywhere, rolling away.

Su Xuanji wore a long eust-yellow robe, stepped on the tip of the grass under his feet, as if he was standing in the air, allowing his hair to blow strongly, and the robe was even more roaring, rising and falling with the wind.

Just deep in the grassland, there is a small rock castle.

“Go there.”

Su Xuanji didn't care about the hovering aircraft behind him, and just stepped on the long grass, like a banished immortal, floating away with his long sleeves.

His tall body is as light as a feather. If the wind is a little bigger, it can blow him up to hundreds of meters.

With this unique skill, Su Mu was drooling.
Chapter completed!