Racial Integration

Jiang Feng did not realize that Ling Luo would be so good with her rifle, and the damage that she did was far beyond his expectations.

Since he had already promised her, he had to bring her along and add Ling Luo as a friend.

Even from the very beginning, the thought had never crossed his mind that the little girl in front of him was the game's A.I.

But then again, even if Ling Luo told him that, he would not believe it.

Who would believe that a game's A.I. would also be playing the game? Would that not be too overpowered?

"I think your flying equipment's speed is even faster than my Somersault Cloud. You can take me there. Let's get to Turquoise Forest!"

He had to say, Ling Luo's equipment was very comfortable to sit in. It was soft and bouncy.

"Hehe, let's go!"

Ling Luo looked at Jiang Feng who was lying on the silk sash. With a playful smile, they headed toward the Turquoise Forest.