The Crowd From Dragon Rider Sect
Éditeur: Fish_Creek
Whoosh—
The huge python's thick and solid body coiled over and actually managed to coil around the several levels of the ship. The floors of these levels creaked from the bind and stupified scholars were all around the ship. Even the boatmen were frightened silly.
"Brother Wei Yong, can you fly?" Qin Mu suddenly asked.
Wei Yong had yet returned to his senses, "What?"
Qin Mu raised his hands and threw this short fatty off the ship. Wei Yong's terrified screams came from below, "I can't fly, ahh—"
Qin Mu leaped and jumped off the ship. Hu Ling'er who was dead drunk was now as awake as an owl at night. The instant Qin Mu jumped off, the little fox executed spell and a cusp of gust lifted Qin Mu up.
Qin Mu stepped on the cusp of gust and whizzed down to stretch his hand to grab Wei Yong. Wei Yong who had not yet recovered from his shock looked down and gave another scream.
"Stop screaming!"