"I drove it back yesterday. This is an aircraft that my friends and I built. Well... it can also be regarded as a kind of flying boat, but it is faster and can reach 800 kilometers every half an hour..." Ling Xuewei
A brief introduction to Phantom.
"What? Eight hundred kilometers? Isn't this faster than the fastest flying boat? And it also has on-board weapons? What are they? Quickly show your brother!" Ling Xuewei shook her in excitement, and said with a smile, "You
Wouldn’t it be better to go up there and experience it yourself?”
"Really? I, I, I can go up?"
"Of course!"
So Ling Xuewei jumped up first, and Si Yuchao couldn't wait to follow. When he sat on the comfortable leather seat, he looked like he couldn't recover.
Until he felt a sense of weightlessness, he looked up again, and the fuselage carried him into the air!
"Yohe——!"
Si Yuchao whistled excitedly, that was so exciting!
It is different from the feeling of flying with a sword or riding a flying boat. It is more intuitive and vivid, making people excited.
Ling Xuewei specially gave Si Yuchao some time to adapt. Seeing that he didn't get airsick at all, she accelerated her speed and rushed towards the sky again!
Passing through layers of clouds, orange light fell into the sky, dyeing the silver body with a layer of dazzling light.
The phantom shuttles flexibly through the clouds, flickering in and out, flickering and appearing.
Soar, spin, glide.
Three hundred and sixty degrees.
Seven hundred and twenty degrees.
One thousand and eighty degrees.
…
Ling Xuewei uses micro-brain induction control, and the phantom can make corresponding actions with just one thought.
Thinking about the whole process, it was exciting.
From beginning to end, the cabin was filled with Si Yuchao's excited screams. Seeing him dancing, Ling Xuewei was also very happy.
Finally, after playing a full circle, Si Yuchao's uneasy factor was completely aroused.
Si Yuchao insisted on teasing Ling Xuewei for another round.
So, Ling Xuewei had no choice but to take him for another ride.
But once and twice, it still didn't work, and soon there was a third, fourth, and fifth time... It wasn't until a full seven times that Ling Xuewei was helpless, and Si Yuchao called to stop.
As soon as the phantom landed, someone's excitement became even higher, and he clamored to learn to fly a fighter jet.
Yes, I went around and around, and finally got myself in.
Ling Xuewei simply left the task of teaching him to Xiong Cang. Anyway, Xiong Cang already knew all the controls in the cabin, so it was no problem for him to teach a newbie.
So next, Si Yuchao returned to the cab again, but this time the person accompanying him was replaced by Xiong Cang.
Ling Xuewei, on the other hand, was happy to be lazy. She followed Ling Ling to the side of a big tree and took a leisurely nap.
It wasn't until sunset that a few people returned to the city.
Along the way, Si Yuchao was chattering, as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood. Ling Xuewei wished she could kick him in the face to stop him from acting like a child with ADHD.
In the evening, after having dinner, playing chess, and talking with her father, Ling Xuewei went to bed.
For the next two days, Si Yuchao accompanied him every day, eating and drinking in the city and playing around.
From time to time, their father would join them when he had free time, and the three of them would wander around here and there. They lived a comfortable and happy life.
Time flew by so fast, Ling Xuewei stayed in Xiancheng for five days in the blink of an eye, and it was less than three days before Ye Moyan's birthday.
Coupled with the time spent on the road, if she didn't leave, she would really miss his birthday.
You can imagine how dark that guy's face would be if he was late on this critical day.
Therefore, Ling Xuewei had no choice but to bid farewell to her father and brother. Under their reluctant instructions, she took Xiong Cang and drove the Phantom towards the capital of Emperor Fanxu.
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Fanxu Imperial Capital.
Repair the city at night.
Inside the Yeji Palace.
Ye Moyan sat in front of the desk and looked through recent government affairs.
Yinxue sat aside, glanced at him, and said lightly, "You have already read a stick of incense in that memorial."
Ye Moyan paused and calmly threw the memorial aside, "There are many political affairs, so we need to be cautious."
Yinxue had an expression on her face that said, "I believe you are the only one who has ghosts."
With this person's photographic memory and ability to read ten lines at a glance, no matter how cautious he is, he wouldn't look at it for so long, right?
It's obvious that I was distracted and yet I still don't admit it.
But even if Ye Moyan didn't say anything, he could probably guess the reason why he was distracted.
Three days later, it will be his birthday.
But the man he had been expecting so much was still nowhere to be seen, and unfortunately he couldn't even read the memorial.
Ye Moyan also knew that he had lost his composure, so he threw the memorial aside and leaned on the back of his chair, with a look of fatigue on his face.
"If you are tired, go and have a rest. You have been dealing with military affairs since you came back during this period, and your iron body cannot stand such a hard time." Yinxue said, "Aren't there Bai Le and Fu Ji? Let them
Go deal with it, don’t sit around doing nothing all day long.”
Fu Ji, who was about to come in from outside, was stunned with a look on his face.
Idle? He was obviously so busy every day that his feet never touched the ground. Which of Yinxue's eyes saw that he and Bai Le were idle?
However, Fu Ji remained very calm on his face, knocked on the door, and walked in.
"Hey, you really can't criticize people behind their backs. Didn't you get discovered?" Yinxue shrugged.
Fu Ji's mouth twitched.
Obviously Yinxue had discovered it a long time ago and told him specifically, but now she is pretending to be like it.
"Emperor, arrangements have been made for the sects and noble families who came to congratulate you, and the ministers of the court and the royal family have all moved into the Golden Ring Palace." Fu Ji reported to Ye Moyan.
"Um."
Fu Ji talked a lot, but all he got was a faint word 'um'.
Um?
The emperor looked like... something wasn't right?
"The emperor's birthday will be held at Quemingtai. All civil and military officials, dignitaries and nobles will attend. The specific matters have been arranged and recorded. Please take a look." Fu Ji continued.
"You can make arrangements." Ye Moyan waved his hand lazily, without even looking at it.
Um?
Fu Ji was now sure that something was wrong with the emperor.
He glanced at Yinxue over there, and then recalled the emperor's various behaviors after returning to the palace.
Could it be...
After thinking about it for a while, Fu Ji still didn't ask. He talked about some government affairs and then left.
"It's your birthday, Master, I'm afraid he might have to come in person." Yinxue suddenly said.
Ye Moyan's expression warmed up when he mentioned his master.
"However, I think junior sister will come too. You know, you haven't gone back to see her for so long, but she has pestered me and asked you several times," Yinxue said.
Ye Moyan's expression was indifferent, "I'm not as free as you."
Yinxue paused while drinking tea, and a smile suddenly broke out on her evil face.
Like the ice and snow melting, flowers bloom.
"Oh, we are still brothers from the same sect. It's just that the one in your family ignored you, but you took it out on me." Yinxue snorted.