Kapitel 89: Chapter 69 Going back, the devil attacks the city_1

Underneath a cliff upstream.

Lu 38, pure as snow, abruptly burst out of the water, immediately creating a gust of wind beneath its feet. It galloped across the void, hurtling straight up at a speed akin to lightning.

On its broad back.

Zhang Jing sat steadily, a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

This fellow really didn't lie to him; not only could it traverse water, but it could also stride the wind with incredible speed.

The key thing was, no matter how Lu 38 galloped, its back remained exceptionally stable—there wasn't even a hint of a bump. It truly was a born steed.

He no longer had any desire to ride the Spirit Crane.

The space on its back was just too small, it was hard on his butt, and nowhere near as comfortable as Lu 38's broad, soft back.

But if he were to ride Lu 38, what would become of the Spirit Crane?

There was a vast difference in their speeds. The Spirit Crane, being left behind, might well end up lost.

Hang on!