Otherwise, these things are in vain.

Li Jiaming immediately ran to the off-road vehicle and made a movement towards Li Zhenghao. The brothers agreed with each other, and Li Zhenghao also quickly got into the truck.

Seeing this scene, Bai Ling smiled, and turned to walk towards the motorcycle that Li Zhenghao had repaired for herself, picked up the pure black helmet, put it on skillfully, put the sword in a convenient place, stepped on the bike handsomely, made a gesture of stepping back and leading the way to Bai Xiaoxi.

The way they came here was relatively spacious, and it had been sorted out by Bai Ling.