Chu Qingge's long finger fell into the needle bag and paused slightly.
He said he was here to protect her.
At such a moment, he still thought about using his own body to protect her if the experiment failed.
This stupid stupid boy.
"What if I lied to you?" She stood behind Feng Chenmo, her voice was soft, but she knew Feng Chenmo could hear it.
"Why did you lie to me?"
Feng Chen thought for a while and suddenly panicked: "Could it be that this thing... this hot air balloon can't fly at all?"
The boss won't bully people like this, right? After working hard for several nights, the hot air balloon was made with great difficulty, and now you want to tell him that it is not a flying thing at all?
"I can fly, but..." Qingge lowered her eyes and looked at the silver needle between her fingers.
"As long as you can fly, then we'll talk about it later." Feng Chenmo didn't notice anything was wrong with her at all.
The wind on the mountain top is too strong, and it is getting stronger and stronger.
The strength he pulled on the rope also increased unknowingly.
It seemed like it was really going to fly.
"Chen Mo." Chu Qingge suddenly called softly.
This call made Feng Chenmo a little stunned.
She would never call him by his name so seriously.
"How..." Feng Chenmo was about to turn around, but suddenly felt a stinging pain on the back of his neck.
After that, a strong dizziness, like the wind at night, came over him crazily and completely enveloped his whole body.
"You..." His skills were quite strong. Although the dizziness came quickly and heavily, at least he didn't fall down immediately.
But Feng Chenmo himself knew that he wouldn't be able to hold on for long.
"Why……"
"I'm sorry, I need your help." Chu Qingge walked over, holding the rope with one hand.
The other hand is there to prevent him from falling down at any time and to hold him up.
Feng Chenmo's eyes were shaking, the world was spinning, and he couldn't hold it anymore.
The moment he fell, he still couldn't help but warn: "If... the flight fails, it will fall on... me..."
He fell down and fell into Chu Qingge's arms.
Qingge supported him and let him sit on the rattan basket.
If the flight fails, it will fall on him.
Even if he was plotted by her, what he was thinking about when he fainted was to protect her with his own body.
Chu Qingge felt sad in her heart. If she could, she would never hurt him.
But she had no other choice.
The hot air balloon had completely inflated, and now the force of its rise was so great that Chu Qingge could hardly hold it back.
The rattan basket repeatedly left the ground. If she hadn't pulled it with her strength, the rattan basket would have been carried away by the hot wind.
She stood on the ground, feeling the rising force of the hot air balloon, until she almost couldn't hold it anymore, then she suddenly jumped up and landed firmly in the rattan basket.
The person is still holding the control rope with one hand and holding on to the edge of the rattan basket.
Glancing down, Feng Chenmo's brows were still tangled.
Although this guy is disappointed, he is more worried.
Qingge just glanced at it and couldn't bear to continue reading.
He doesn't know if his deception will leave a shadow on his too simple mind?
...At the foot of the mountain, the windy night is still waiting.
Suddenly, a guard exclaimed: "Look, what is this?"
The guards standing guard nearby all raised their heads, and soon they all saw a fireball flying over their heads in mid-air!
No, it's not a fireball, it's a big ball with fire underneath.
Feng Si didn't know where he came from, so he hurried back: "Master, they are on the fireball!"
