Having fought with Qingyue for so many years, Honglian is not without scheming. She thought about it immediately, and said: "If you just want me, it's easy, anyway, I can't resist. However, my true value must be far above my body. Even if Qingyue succumbs, then I Persistence seems unnecessary. However, if you want me to be with you sincerely, you must have the sincerity that can impress me, right?"
Qianye ignored it and pretended not to hear it. Song Zining, however, seemed very interested, and turned around to ask, "What kind of sincerity do you want? There is no way for him to only have you as a woman. There is no need to mention this condition."
Hong Lian flushed with anger, gritted her teeth and said, "Is that why I'm so worthless?"
Song Zining shrugged, "You just said that your value is not in your body."
Honglian was angry and ashamed, and said: "Okay, my condition is that the status must be higher than Qingyue!"
Song Zining groaned, patted Qianye's shoulder, and asked thoughtfully, "Who is Qingyue? What does it look like?"
Qianye almost drove the car into the ditch again, and said helplessly, "Zining, Qi Shao! Can you stop thinking about women?"
"That can't be like you. There is only one woman in your mind, right? And she has nothing to do with you now. Okay, tell me, what does Qingyue look like, is she as good-looking as Honglian?"
Qianye was very helpless, "Qingyue is from Gaohu."
Qianye's implication is that there are many traces of mechanical transformation on the Gaohu people, so this is a race that will never be famous for its beautiful women.
However, Song Zining persisted, "Gaohu people are also human beings!"
Qianye really couldn't screw him, so he could only vaguely say, "They look about the same."
However, Hong Lian was not happy, "What do you mean almost! I am obviously much more beautiful than her. That thin and flat girl, how beautiful is she!"
Song Zining immediately gave Honglian a look of approval.
There were many twists and turns along the way, and Qianye felt like he had fought a big battle after half a day's drive. After finally driving to the edge of the landmass and arriving at the destination, Qianye was relieved.
He jumped off the off-road vehicle and said, "It's here, everyone get out of the car."
Song Zining looked left and right, but he didn't see anything except a vast snow-capped mountain and a storm of force in the sky. He secretly deduced the secret, only feeling the surge in his heart, but he couldn't get any valuable enlightenment. This shows that either it was deduced to some big person who couldn't be offended at all, or there was no target at all, and the discomfort was caused only because the force of the void was too violent here.
"What about the things you plan to show me?" Song Zining asked.
As soon as the words came out, he suddenly found Hong Lian in front of him looking up at the sky, already stunned by what he saw. Then the eyes suddenly dimmed, and a huge endless shadow quickly enveloped the earth.
Song Zining looked back, and the entire field of vision was immediately occupied by the extremely huge dragon ship!
The Hall of Valor slowly flew out of the void storm, gliding soundlessly in the air, and finally hovered at a low altitude less than fifty meters from the ground. At this distance, the impact brought by the huge hull is almost suffocating!
"This, this..." Even the Seventh Young Master of the Song Clan, who always talked and laughed freely, lost his composure, and couldn't tell what this thing was in front of him for a moment.
Judging from its appearance, it is half a monster and half a battleship, but how can there be such a giant ship in the empire? The largest war mother ship can be completely loaded into the belly of the giant ship in front of it. Perhaps only the legendary Queen of the Night's ship of doom that has been soaked in blood for thousands of years, or the dark belief hidden somewhere by the Demon Emperor, can compete with this giant ship.
"This is the Hall of Valor, and now it's my floating battleship. It's just that it's only half completed, no, it's not even half finished."
Such a gigantic ship, not to mention less than half completed, is of unimaginable value even if it is still lying on the ground and unable to fly.
Song Zining just lost his composure, while Hong Lian was completely dumbfounded, and has not recovered until now. For the Gaohu people, the huge war machine has an indescribably deadly beauty, which makes them irresistible.
Qianye patted Song Zining and said, "Go up and have a look."
"Okay." Song Zining couldn't wait to fly into the Hall of Valor. Qianye looked back at Honglian, then reached out helplessly, held her waist, and flew her into the Hall of Valor together.
Chasing the Wind activated the flying device on his body, lifted off slowly, and entered the Hall of Valor.
In the Hall of Valor, more than a dozen Gaohu people are working, placing a piece of equipment in the designated position. Every powered sail requires a lot of auxiliary equipment to function properly. Combining eight power sails into one, the workload will increase exponentially, it is not as simple as eight times.
In fact, judging from the height of the dragon's spine, the power sail can be made even bigger. But with Qingyue's level, at present, only an eight-in-one power sail solution can be designed.
Even if only five power sails are installed now, the installation and commissioning of the equipment is still a huge project. Before that, Qianye simply opened the power sail to accelerate the Hall of Valor. Acceleration is just the most basic function of the power sail.
The Gaohu people working on the ship are all Qingyue's confidantes, so they were shocked when they saw Honglian. Two even took up arms directly. From these small details, we can see how bad the relationship between Honglian and Qingyue is.
Qianye raised his hand, and the Gaohu people on the boat put down their weapons, went back to their posts and continued to work. Now Qianye has a very high prestige among the Gaohu people of Qingyue's family, and it can be said that orders are forbidden. And this prestige is all based on strength.
Honglian's face was gloomy and uncertain, appearing preoccupied. After seeing the Hall of Valor with her own eyes, she finally understood how terrifying the potential behind Qianye was. Even without an inch of land, just this extremely huge Hall of Valor is enough to be compared with a small principality.
Being an enemy of this man, I have to say, is the stupidest thing Guren has ever done. However, her eyes were not remorse, but resentment, but the resentment was not directed at Qianye, but at the Gaohu people who belonged to Qingyue.
At this moment, a voice full of surprises suddenly sounded: "Mom!"
As soon as the cry came to his ears, Song Zining's expression changed drastically, and his figure was like a dream, and he wanted to flash aside. However, just as he started, he was hit directly by a small body like a cannonball, and all the confusing illusions he set up had no effect.
With a thud, Song Zining fell to the ground on his back, completely in a mess. Little Zhu Ji sat on his chest, her little face was full of joy, she kissed Song Zining heavily on the face, and called, "Mom!"
"Get down! Now, immediately, immediately!" Song Zining said sharply. But little Zhuji didn't accept his tricks at all, she smiled and kissed Song Zining affectionately on the face again.
Song Zining struggled several times, each time getting stronger and stronger. But little Zhuji's strength was much stronger than before, comparable to a top-ranked beast, and when she pressed her little hand, she pushed Song Zining back to the ground.
Hong Lian opened her eyes wide, staring at Song Zining with disbelief and a deeply shocked expression. Could it be that this young man who once fascinated her was a woman
Song Zining glanced out of the corner of his eye, immediately caught the change in Honglian's expression, and almost fainted from anger. He struggled with all his strength, while little Zhuji used all her strength to suppress him violently.
The poor and dignified Seventh Young Master of the Song Clan was crushed to the ground for a moment, unable to turn over no matter what.
After all, Song Zining's cultivation base is profound, and his combat skills are exquisite. Even if he can't compare with Zhao Jundu and Qianye, he is still one of the few figures among the younger generation in the entire empire. He tossed and turned, exerting all his strength, and was about to turn little Zhuji over.
The little guy blushed with anxiety, and shouted at Qianye: "What should I do, I want to kiss my mother!"
Qianye said coldly: "Blow on him."
Little Zhu Ji was taken aback immediately, "Isn't it good?"
"Just take a breath and you won't die."
Song Zining instinctively felt something was wrong, and shouted loudly: "Qianye! You wait for me! Zhu Ji, don't listen to him, you, what do you want to do!!"
Zhu Ji had already opened her mouth, and sprayed a breath of green air onto Song Zining's face.
Song Zining let out a muffled groan, and suddenly lost most of his strength. The original force fluctuated and was completely out of control, and he couldn't even release the domain. And there is no need to inhale the green energy, as long as it touches it, it will invade the body and attack the original force vortex all the way.
Song Zining was shocked, and hurriedly activated his original force, trying to extinguish the green energy. Fortunately, the green energy was thin and weak, and after being washed back and forth by the original force several times, it finally disappeared completely.
With this effort, little Zhu Ji had already hugged Song Zining, kissed her several times, and jumped down contentedly.
Song Zining gave Qianye a hard look, stretched out his hand and said, "Pull me up!"
Qianye smiled, pulled him up, and patted the dust off his body.
Song Zining snorted, patted Qianye's hand away, waved to little Zhu Ji, and said, "Come here."
Little Zhu Ji gave a cheer, and flew like electricity, throwing Song Zining to the ground again. She opened her small mouth, ready to take another breath of green air.
Song Zining was shocked, covered Zhu Ji's mouth, and suppressed the green breath.
Song Zining held the little guy by the back of the neck with one hand, and lifted her up so that he could get up from the ground. He brought little Zhuji in front of him, sternly said, "Since when did you learn to use poison?"
Little Zhu Ji was confused, "If you meet, you will!"
Song Zining only felt a headache, knowing that there was nothing to be learned from her, so he turned to look at Qianye. Qianye said: "Have you forgotten? Stuka's talent is poison."
"Can Stuka be called poison? It's far from our little Zhu Ji." Song Zining looked disdainful and lifted the little guy high.
"However, Qian, Ye!" Song Zining gritted his teeth suddenly, "Are you letting her blow on me because you are afraid that I won't die fast enough?"
Qianye looked up at the sky, "That small sip will kill you, at most half dead."
Song Zining's face turned blue, and he said angrily, "A little more and I'm going to have an accident! Why don't you let her try blowing you a few times?"
Qianye chuckled and said, "No need to try, it's definitely fine."
Only then did Song Zining think of Qianye's perverted blood physique, and his eyes went dark with anger.
"You two have such a good relationship." Honglian interrupted suddenly.
"... You, go and serve as Qingyue's deputy tomorrow." Qianye said expressionlessly.