After pondering for a while, she realized that the only thing she could do was to look at things from the perspective of the Sky Dragon.
She couldn't feel anything, let alone control her body.
"Ran, before using [Qiao Teng], try the [Curved Handle Crozier] first."
"Okay."
When Zhuang Jing walked into the dragon's mouth, the Sky Dragon's head shrank a bit more, even more subservient than the little eunuchs serving Cixi.
Su Qing walked up to the dragon's head as if on flat ground.
There were several small dragon horns here; if careful, one could find a few seats similar to saddles. She sat on the one with the best view.
"Get settled." Gu Ran's voice was less clear than usual but carried a bit more authority.
Su Qing softly said, "Giddy up!"
"Dada dada!" Gu Ran's mouth mimicked the sound of a horse running.
Su Qing laughingly squeezed his head with her legs.
It wasn't just the two of them; Zhuang Jing and the others were still here!
