The day of flying is very boring. Fortunately, good Xing Ling is nearby. Even if Gao Feng doesn't speak, listen to Xing Ling's words. During the flight, Gao Feng finally realized how wide the central plains are. On the eighth day, they finally came to the western part of the Central Plains.

it's desolate and sparsely populated. Looking at such a vast place, Gao Feng felt bitter in his heart. How hard it would take to find a Bing gun in such a large area.

"Xingling, how can we find such a big place?" Gao Feng asked with a wry smile.

Xing Ling slowly floated out, glanced at the bottom,...