The ground is as smooth as ever, and there is no change in the cold atmosphere. Chu Fei, with two people, gradually gets away from the colorful glass mask. After flying for about half a day, there is no harvest.

there is no obvious change in the earth, nor in the sky. The space is like being imprisoned. Although it's only half a day, it brings a feeling like a century!

if it's not good enough, Chu Fei really has a crazy impulse.

at this time, Chu Fei can't help but stop. It seems that he can't help flying like this. He turned his head and looked at Qian Xun...