C385 I Am Your Lord

Ten thousand miles away, in a forest.

Yang Fann was tearing a piece of the roast meat in his hand and passing it to Yang Xiaomei, who was beside him.

Meanwhile, Zhao Wu sat opposite Yang Fann.

It was not that they were not anxious, but the Flying Demonic Beast was simply unable to withstand such a high intensity flight and had to temporarily stop to rest once in a while. Moreover