Lu Chuan, who was eating ramen, crossed over!
The sky was full of yellow sand, the sun was shining brightly, and countless people in fancy clothes rushed forward beside him.
Lu Chuan, wearing a casual summer dress, stood abruptly in the crowd with a bowl of ramen.
For a moment, he saw the long-haired figure with red armor on top of the stone pillar in the distance, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone:
“Travel to the Ninja World War, Madam Ban is on his face, what should I do, wait online, urgent.”
“Go up and choke him and make him dance.”
After a moment of silence, Lu Chuan slammed the phone to the ground.