An Yiqing's mind entered high-speed thinking mode. Zhang Yufeng had been left at the banquet by her, otherwise he could have lent a hand. But now, she could only rely on herself.
After observing the terrain for a bit, An Yiqing's eyes lit up. She quickly spun the wheel a few times, steering the car towards the direction near the guardrail.
"Grandpa Peng, I'm going to drive the car onto the guardrail later, use this chance to jump out! There's a barren mountain outside the guardrail. As long as you use your Inner Breath to protect yourself, you won't get hurt badly!"
"What about Xiao Qing? What about you and Xiao Ze?" Peng Shaohe was worried. At this moment, he wished he could swallow a strength pill to boost his Cultivation Power rapidly to protect the two youngsters.
