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Chapter Thirty: The twenty-first Qing Gong master in the world(2/2)

"Great Immortal! He is dead." The donkey was chasing him happily and ran away happily. When he set the fire, this guy lay dead.

"??"

"It seems like? He ran away to death!"

"He fell down before I even exerted any force."

"He's not dead, he just fainted from running away." The Taoist glanced at him.

"Isn't it very powerful? How dare you claim to be the second-best Qigong in the world?" the donkey sneered.

After chasing after each other, the city of Jiangting County in the distance was already in sight.

The city has criss-crossing avenues and endless pavilions, which are far beyond what the previous Gongzhou City could compare to.

The sun has already set at this moment, and many houses in the city have lit up their lights, especially on both sides of the river.

The donkey bit Feng Yusheng's collar, stepped on the flames, jumped up in the darkness, and flew away like a chase.

With hooves stepping on the wind, the Taoist looked down.

The most eye-catching thing about Jiangting County is the turbulent river running through the city and the fireworks on both sides of the river.

There is also this painted boathouse on the river, filled with lanterns and crossing the river. It is an indescribable atmosphere of romance and rouge.

The cold wind more than ten feet high in the sky woke up Feng Yusheng, who had just fallen asleep due to exhaustion.

When I opened my eyes, I was overlooking the entire Jiangting from an endless height.

He had never seen the entire Jiangting County from this angle, it was so beautiful that it was dazzling.
Chapter completed!
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