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Standing on the ground and witnessing all this, Lin Chen opened his mouth wide, with a look of horror on his face.

This golden-winged roc skeleton...is Xumi City?

No, no, it should be said that the entire Sumeru City was built on the bones of the golden-winged roc, so it was able to fly in the air?

The skeleton was almost the size of the entire Sumeru City. If it fell to the ground, it would destroy mountains and land. Lin Chen quickly communicated with the Golden Winged Roc in his mind. One circle, when it landed on the ground, it was about the same size as the three-headed bird that Lin Chen had ridden before.

Jing Tian tilted his head and looked at the skeleton of the giant bird with his spiritual sense, as if he was very curious, but he didn't speak, and still leaned on Lin Chen's shoulder.

"Go up." Lin Chen was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses, and sat on the golden-winged roc's skeleton with Jingtian in his arms.

Although the golden-winged roc is only a skeleton, it can still fly in the air. Lin Chen can only sigh that the magic power is really amazing.

The golden skeleton stirred up, and dust flew up on the ground. The golden-winged roc rose slowly, and its back shook for a while. Lin Chen quickly supported the skeleton with one hand, and hugged Jingtian tightly with the other.

Seeing this, Jing Tian raised his little hand, and suddenly two colorful clouds flew down from the sky, turning into cushions and placing them firmly on the back of the golden-winged roc.

The cushion turned into clouds is soft and comfortable, which is much better than just sitting on the skeleton. Lin Chen put Jingtian on the cushion, happily kissed the cheek of the human figure, and thanked him sincerely.

Not only this cushion, but also thanks to you, fellow Taoist who came to save me.

Flying into the air, Lin Chen looked down. Through the hollowed-out skeleton of the Golden-winged Roc, Lin Chen could see the Sumeru City, which lost the support of the Golden-winged Roc, fell to the ground, and stones of different sizes were piled together , Exquisite pavilions and pavilions are reduced to ruins.

Some monks wept bitterly beside the ruins, while others were at a loss, and even more monks jumped and cursed.

The monks who were in grief and indignation saw the golden-winged roc taking off again from a distance, and many people chased after them with their kung fu spirit treasures, but the golden-winged roc was not at the same level as ordinary monks, and those people were soon Far away.

Beside the ruins, the old city lord did not chase after him, but looked at the sky with sharp eyes.

A young monk next to him said cautiously: "There is a summoner on the golden-winged roc's skeleton, the summoner who was rescued just now."

"Who saved him?" the old city lord asked sharply.

"This..." The young monk wiped his sweat, "This subordinate doesn't know."

Seeing that the old city lord was about to get angry, the young monk hurriedly said: "But there is another person on the golden-winged roc, and my subordinates know the clothes on that person!"

"Who?" The old city lord looked at him.

"A member of the Floating Cloud Sect!" The young monk said firmly, "It must be a member of the Floating Cloud Sect, my eyes can't make a mistake!"

"Floating Cloud Sect?" The old city lord thought for a moment, "How could it be the Floating Cloud Sect? They don't hate summoners the most, I want to send this summoner to them this time..."

"Traitor!" The young monk received it immediately, "City Master, I think that person should be a traitor from the Floating Cloud Sect, otherwise how could people from the Floating Cloud Sect get involved with the Summoner!"

The old city lord snorted coldly: "I don't care if he is a traitor or not, and I will send a message to the various sects. If someone captures these two people, I, Xumi City, will offer the town's treasure!"

At this time, Lin Chen, who was on top of the golden-winged roc, naturally didn't know that he was wanted, and was still chatting leisurely with Jingtian.

"What do you think this golden-winged roc is? Does it still have a soul?" The journey was boring, and Lin Chen wanted to find something to chat with Jing Tian when he had nothing to say.

Jingtian didn't speak or look at him, just sat on the soft cushion in a daze.

Lin Chen hugged Jingtian and turned his face, turned Jingtian's head to him, and asked, "Aren't you happy? Why are you unhappy? Let me hear it? Make me happy."

If Jingtian's eyes hadn't been covered with a cloth belt, Lin Chen felt that Jingtian would definitely give him a blank stare.

Thinking of the cloth belt, Lin Chen became curious again, and he asked, "Jingtian, what happened to your eyes? Why did you wear a cloth strip? Is it an eye disease?"

Even though he asked this question, Lin Chen vaguely felt that Jingtian was not suffering from an eye disease. When Jingtian woke up for the first time and was unprepared, his eyes were half-closed. Lin Chen vaguely remembered that they were a pair of very beautiful eyes. The eyes are like deep springs, clear and quiet.

"You ask too many questions." Jing Tian finally spoke, his voice hoarse.

Lin Chen frowned, out of concern for the children, he asked, "Why is your voice hoarse? Have you caught a cold?"

As he said that, he reached out to touch Jingtian's forehead.

Jingtian slapped Lin Chen away with one hand, and where he wanted to connect his two hands, Lin Chen felt that Jingtian's palm was hot.

Monks get sick too?

Lin Chen's doubts flashed across his mind, but he didn't think deeply, after all, Jingtian's current state is not normal.

"No." Jingtian said impatiently, "stay away from me!"

"Let me see." Lin Chen was a little anxious, this kid is really awkward, can't he be obedient when he is sick?Why refuse treatment?

Lin Chen took off his outer shirt, put it on Jingtian, held him in his arms, and comforted him: "It's okay, we will go down first when there is a town later, and treat your illness first, go to Haichao City There is no rush."

Jing Tian suddenly grabbed his hand, then turned over and kissed Lin Chen's lips.

Lin Chen was stunned, staring blankly at Jingtian. Suddenly, the world spun, Lin Chen felt extremely dizzy. The scene in front of him changed again and again, and finally changed to the laboratory—Qin Que's laboratory.

The person who kissed him also changed into Qin Que's appearance.

Lin Chen was stunned for a moment, but the people beside him didn't give him a chance to understand the situation, they pushed him down on the test bench, and ripped off his clothes.

"Qin Que..." Lin Chen's eyes were covered with mist, his mind went blank, and he just wanted to respond to Qin Que's kiss.

He was a little self-deprecating. When he was in Sumeru City, facing Yan Yang, he only felt disgusted, but when this person was replaced by Qin Que, he had great anticipation in his heart.

Lin Chen suddenly understood that he was not bent, he just liked to be close to this person in front of him.

Because of his response, Qin Que seemed to be stunned for a moment, but without saying a word, his hands moved violently, as if he wanted to kill the person under him in his arms.

Sensing the suppressed emotions in Qin Que's actions, Lin Chen tried his best to respond, and he was ecstatic. He always thought that he had to play this novice dungeon to get the chance to choose a dungeon, and then go back to Qin Que. He didn't expect Qin Que to appear in front of his eyes now.

But why did Qin Que appear in front of his eyes...

This is obviously not the same copy...

Lin Chen kissed Qin Que greedily, and another voice suppressed all these doubts.

This is a dream, just a dream.

You miss Qin Que and miss his warmth, so he appeared in your dream.

All the equipment in the laboratory turned into phantoms, and only this side of the experimental bench was still intact. Lin Chen hugged Qin Que tightly, enjoying the long-lost joy and pleasure.

The joy of reuniting after a long absence has turned into a collision of physical strength, and every drop of sweat is the taste of longing.

In this "dream", Lin Chen felt that he was rounded and flattened, and he tossed countless times in different positions, and because of the bonus of skill cards, every time he tossed, not only did he not feel physically uncomfortable, but he was also very refreshed , making him very reluctant to stop.

But Meng always wakes up. When Lin Chen felt that he was being squeezed dry, he was suddenly woken up by a gust of cold wind.

He is still on top of the golden-winged roc, and now it is dusk, the horizon is looming in the distance, and the clouds all over the sky extend into the sea. Days pass.

Jing Tian leaned in his arms, still wearing his coat, sound asleep.

Lin Chen was at a loss for a moment, not knowing where it was going to be.

Qin Que's temperature still seemed to stay in his body, but now it was another world.