Fantasy: I am in the desert, but the system lets me be the city lord

"My... my lord, I... I..."

Lao Hei was a little incoherent, and the hot air balloon swayed for a while.

"Don't talk, control your fire!"

Zhou Lin stared and said something.

Horse eggs.

For the first time, I felt that my life was in someone else's hands.

Don't give me any surprises!
"Yes Yes……"

Lao Hei quickly withdrew his mind.

After all, he is also a warrior in the psychic realm.

And after refining the iron for a month, my mind is much calmer than before.

The hot air balloon quickly rose to a height of more than ten meters.

Zhou Lin's design is still somewhat flawed.

During the ascension, the stability is not good.

However, this problem is not difficult to explain.

It's just a matter of balance, plus the high air currents.

soon.

Such a big guy was discovered by the people on the construction site!
"Look, what is that?"

"My God, this thing can fly without wings?"

"Look, is that my lord and Miss Luo? The two of them flew up!"

"Hey, what is that fire-breathing thing?"

"You're blind! That's not a thing, it's Mr. Hei!"

"..."

Everyone stopped what they were doing, dumbfounded.

Even warriors who have cultivated to the extreme can still fly with their weapons.

But these people.

The one who saw the highest realm was only Yan Zhengyang.

Riding a broom ten centimeters off the ground already shocked them.

But now.

My lord took off with Miss Luo!

It is really……

It's amazing!
Among the shocked eyes of these people.

The hot air balloon rose to about 20 meters.

This is not as high as the Sword Pavilion.

But almost everyone has stopped breathing!

Even Jiaolong in the fishpond found the hot air balloon and stuck his head out to look.

With the blood of the dragon, it also has a heart that yearns for the sky.

pity.

It just has the blood of the dragon, not the ability to truly possess the dragon!

"Master, what method is this, why did it fly?"

Jiaolong felt itchy too.

The hot air balloon flew all the way to a height of about 50 meters, and Zhou Lin asked Lao Hei to try to stabilize it.

After a while of operation, Lao Hei also comprehended the control method.

He withdrew a little bit of firepower, and the hot air balloon stabilized at this height.

"Okay, you can go down."

Zhou Lin was very satisfied.

As for looking down, will the height scare him?

Sorry, I was also a person who flew on a plane in the last life.

A few thousand meters high counts as a bird, but this is only tens of meters?
But look at Luo Ning.

My legs have been frightened for a long time...

If Zhou Lin hadn't made a handrail on the side when designing the basket.

It is estimated that it has already collapsed at the bottom of the basket.

The hot air balloon landed steadily.

"Luo Ning, we're here, what's the matter, are you exaggerating?"

Seeing Luo Ning's reaction, Zhou Lin was speechless for a while.

"My... my lord, don't talk about Miss Luo anymore, now I... I feel a little weak..."

When it went up, Lao Hei didn't feel it.

Because of the focus on the fire-breathing.

But when descending, there is no need to breathe fire, the hot air balloon will slowly descend by itself.

And Zhou Lin also tied a rope underneath, not afraid of going astray.

So he was free and looked down.

It frightened him so much that his legs went limp.

Ah!
You are a big black man, can you stop using the word soft?
Zhou Lin personally helped Luo Ning up.

As for Lao Hei?

He needs to get over it.

After all, he's making an impromptu cameo as a flamethrower from Blacksmith!
This is not used to going to heaven, how can you bring those workers to build water towers?

Zhou Lin supported Luo Ning and walked towards the inn.

Lao Hei crawled out of the basket with a sad face.

"Brother Hei, do you want to help?"

Wei Hongshen came up and asked.

"Yes, yes, give me a hand..."

"Shall we go to the smelter now?"

"No, take me to the toilet..."

Wei Hongshen: ...

Yan Zhengyang: ...