C319 The Crisis of the Moon Invitation Palace

Qin Lang looked at the white clouds outside the porthole. He did not relax at all. Luckily, Zhong Yu fell asleep in his arms.

After four hours of flying, the plane landed slowly at Wu City International Airport.

Wu City's temperature was lower than Yanjing. As soon as he walked out, Qin Lang did not feel his tight clothes tighten.

"Ahem..." Zhong Yu coughed violently.

"Zhong Yu