Under Ye Qingyun's urging, the flying boat set sail.
Go straight to the northeast.
If you fly straight to the northeast, you can enter the territory of Datang.
certainly.
At the speed of the flying boat, it would take at least more than half a month to fly from Fuyun Mountain to Datang.
Moreover, the flying boat brought a lot of people with it this time.
The increased weight of the flying boat prevents the flying boat from reaching its ultimate speed.
But there is nothing we can do about it.
After all, not everyone in the running army can fly.
Taking a flying boat to escape is the safest way.
Moreover, Ye Qingyun believed that he and the others would never be so unlucky and would never encounter the Holy Demon Lord on the road.
As long as you reach Datang, you will be safe.
Standing on the flying boat, Ye Qingyun looked at the vast world in front of him.
My heart suddenly felt heroic, and I wanted to recite two poems.
But then I thought about it.
I recite a hammer poem.
I'm running away.
What does reciting poetry mean?
Just wait and see.
"Holy Son, are we just going to escape to the Eastern Land?"
Huikong suddenly said from the side.
Ye Qingyun turned to look at him.
"Otherwise?"
Huikong didn't say anything, and looked thoughtful.
after awhile.
Huikong spoke again.
"Holy Son, what if the Holy Demon Lord came to the Eastern Land to wreak havoc in the Eastern Land after he wreaked havoc in the Southern Wilderness that day?"
Ye Qingyun ""
He really wanted to massage Huikong's bald head.
If you can't speak, don't speak.
Damn, I haven't even gone to Dongtu yet, and you're causing me more trouble.
However, Huikong's words also made Ye Qingyun think deeply.
What should we do if the Demonic Saint Lord of that day has finished destroying the Southern Wasteland and comes to the Eastern Land?
Can the Tang Dynasty in the East stop this Demon Lord?
I guess it's enough.
After all, although the Tang Dynasty was powerful, it could not be much stronger than the Southern Wilderness dynasties combined.
Several dynasties in the Southern Wilderness seemed to have little power to resist in front of the Demon Lord.
When I think of this.
Ye Qingyun couldn't help but feel worried again.
If the Holy Demon Lord really came to the Tang Dynasty to wreak havoc again, what would he and others do?
Keep running?
Run to Beichuan?
Or should we just go further and go directly to the Western Buddhism Gate?
Or to be more direct, I can directly take a flying boat to the sea and go to overseas places?
Think of this.
Ye Qingyun suddenly felt relieved.
What am I worried about?
The world is so big, is there no place for us?
At worst, I'll just go to sea and find a very secluded island to hide.
You, the Holy Demon Lord, are not going to search mountains and seas, right?
If you are really like this, then I, Ye Qingyun, will also accept it.
He died without saying anything.
What's more, in addition to the four places, there is also a mysterious and huge Central Plains.
Although no one has ever been to that place, but if things get really desperate, Ye Qingyun might consider going there to hang out.
Maybe this is what Xianyu thinks.
As long as the place is big enough, I can keep running.
Thinking of this, Ye Qingyun relaxed completely.
Seven days later.
The flying boat has flown out of the Tianwu Dynasty.
Flying over the Nebula Dynasty.
Ye Qingyun was completely relieved.
The whole journey was peaceful and nothing happened.
Although there will still be some bad news coming, it is far away from Ye Qingyun.
It will not affect yourself.
Two more days passed.
It was a joy to be on the flying boat.
Even under Ye Qingyun's suggestion, everyone held a cordial and friendly entertainment activity.
It's called catching ducks.
Catch the duck!
How many to catch?
Catch three!
Quack!
Catch the duck!
How many to catch?
Catch five!
Quack quack quack!!!
Feizhou's laughter
, occasionally mixed with the quacking of ducks.
It doesn't look like he was running away at all.
It's more like going out for an outing.
To be continued...