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Huang Fulian didn't answer, and led Jiang Nanyan to quicken her pace.

He doesn't want to impress anyone.

"Emperor?" Cheng Wuyi looked at his son in puzzlement, followed him quickly across the avenue and into the alley.

In the beginning, Jiangnanyan could keep up with them, but later, Huangfulian's footsteps became faster and faster, and Jiangnanyan couldn't keep up at all.

Both Huangfulian and Cheng Wuyi possess martial arts, and their feet are so fast, how can someone who has no kung fu like her compare to them. [

Jiang Nanyan panted and ran along, several times, staggered and almost fell in the fast-moving pace of Huangfulian and Cheng Wuyi.

Seeing her like this, Huang Fulian didn't say anything, just picked her up by the waist, and walked forward quickly.

Jiang Nanyan let out a long breath, leaned against Huangfulian's arms to breathe, and calmed down her pounding heart due to excessive running.

As time passed, Huangfulian and Cheng Wuyi's speed became faster and faster, and Jiang Nanyan could even hear the sound of the wind blowing past her ears.

Jiang Nanyan knew that Huang Fulian and the others were no longer walking, but flying.

At the beginning, Jiang Nanyan was a little afraid of being carried and flying on the eaves. After all, she had never experienced such an experience in her memory.

But after getting used to it, Jiang Nanyan no longer had any fear.

She was even able to speak steadily and ask Huang Fulian a question