hostility!
Zhao Yan keenly felt the unusual tone in Li Qinglian's words.
This is a tit-for-tat confrontation.
He has seen planes bigger than this wooden bird...
The size didn't surprise him.
But without modern science, it is indeed rare in this life for something to fly with just a pile of wood.
"Brother Qinglian has a good poem in mind? Zhao is all ears."
After all, I plagiarized another poem yesterday...
Zhao Yan felt somewhat guilty and didn't care about his provocation.
"How difficult is this!"
Li Qinglian looked proud and waved her hand. Just as she was about to read out the poem in her heart, she suddenly felt cold sweat break out from her back.
Thinking of the scene on the high platform of the rouge list, his mind changed quickly, for fear of what if this poem was written by King Qi again...
Zhao Yan saw his expression and could vaguely guess what he was thinking.
I felt funny but also a little helpless.
Copying and copying cast shadows on the original author.
"Brother Qinglian, don't worry. I never wrote poems like 'The roc rises with the wind in one day' when I was a child. You can recite it!"
Hearing Zhao Yan's words, Li Qinglian had a ghostly look on her face, and at the same time, she felt completely despairing in her heart.
If this King of Qi isn't very talented, then he has the ability to read minds!
obstacle…
This is the biggest evil in the martial arts world!
"Okay, don't waste time."
Huo Qingtong looked at the two people like this and secretly sighed why Xuanjilou sent such an unreliable secret team member to lead the way.
But right now, he still needs to operate the big yellow bird. Although he is angry, it is not easy to get angry.
"Miss Huo is right. Time waits for no one. Brother Qinglian still puts the overall situation first."
Zhao Yan smiled like a good old man and urged from the side.
Huo Qingtong was naturally grateful again, but in Zhao Min's opinion, this guy must have done something bad again.
Otherwise, why would Li Qinglian suddenly lose her energy?
No matter what, the Westerners finally took the step to set off.
Behind the greenhouse, there is a large slope in front of Big Yellow Bird.
It seems that this big wooden bird relies on the lift of the air to fly, similar to a large glider.
Just rely on this thing...
Is it really possible to fly across the entire Song Dynasty from south to north?
Zhao Yan felt very suspicious.
"Come on up, this machine can accommodate up to six people."
Li Qinglian greeted expressionlessly, and then stepped into the driver's seat.
There are some strange hand levers on it, which seem to be used to control the big yellow bird.
"Then you sit in the back and I'll sit in the middle."
The western location of Big Yellow Bird is not large, with a one-one-two layout.
Zhao Yan glanced at it and then said to the two women.
"No need, I'll sit in the middle."
Unexpectedly, Huo Qingtong refused at first, then quickly jumped into the middle seat and sat down.
"...Then let's go together."
"snort."
Zhao Min frowned, stared at Huo Qingtong's back and snorted.
But since he was going to follow, he couldn't say anything and strode into his position.
Zhao Yan shrugged and followed indifferently.
The seat in the last row is a bit small, so the two bodies will inevitably touch each other.
If it were two fat people, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to sit in at all.
"On your back."
As soon as the three of them sat down, Li Qinglian threw three brown backpacks over.
"Not bad, there's also a parachute."
Zhao Yan looked at the brown backpack in his hand in surprise, feeling full of security.
At first, he specifically evaluated whether he could survive if he fell from a height of more than a thousand meters with his own defense at the Great Vajra Realm.
"You even know this?"
Li Qinglian was constantly shocked.
"But Momen calls this a slow-falling blanket."
"Although it's not called a parachute... it seems like this name is more appropriate."
When Zhao Min heard this, he also glanced sideways at Zhao Yan in surprise, feeling that this guy really seemed to know a lot of things.
"I'm just lucky enough to have seen something similar."
“…”
Li Qinglian let out a long sigh of submission, then raised half of her body and turned around and shouted:
"Uncle Chen, I'm sorry to bother you!"
"Okay, come back safely!"
"knew."
Hearing his shout, a sturdy middle-aged and elderly man came behind Big Yellow Bird.
His arms were as thick as barrels. He walked over and opened the fixed rod with a smile, and then shouted "Come on".
Then the big yellow bird was slowly pushed by him, entered the downhill slope from the platform, and began to accelerate.
At first, he didn't feel much when he sat on it, but when the speed picked up, Zhao Min looked at the huge difference in the scenery down the mountain, and his heart suddenly rose to his throat.
It's just one step away from being called out.
She immediately grabbed Zhao Yan's sleeve and held it in her hand. Her face was livid, but she stubbornly refused to close her eyes.
Zhao Yan is not afraid. Even if the wooden bird crashes, he can still save the three of them by relying on his "words and actions".
Putting his palm on the back of Zhao Min's hand, Zhao Yan smiled and mouthed in response to the latter's frightened expression.
"rest assured."
Although everyone was somewhat biased against him, Zhao Min had to admit that his two words at this time gave him a great sense of security.
The originally panicked mood actually gradually calmed down.
The big yellow bird decelerated faster and faster. When it first broke out of the cliff, it rose briefly, and then floated as lightly as a paper kite.
Different from the gliding that Zhao Yan initially expected, the Big Yellow Bird climbed and glided at the same time.
Except for the moment of losing control when rushing out of the cliff, the process thereafter was generally very smooth.
As Li Qinglian's wrist continued to move, the balance of the fuselage was maintained very well regardless of the wind speed and direction.
But the speed is naturally incomparable with later generations of aircraft.
After entering the third level, Jiuzhou warriors can rely on the power of their physical bodies to jump into the air and maintain a certain amount of time in the air.
Those in the extraordinary realm can even create the illusion of "flying".
But most of their flight relies on their own strength, and they cannot travel such long distances with the help of wind like the big yellow bird.
Therefore, even Zhao Yan, who is in the Celestial Realm, has not experienced the feeling of flying in a long time.
Zhao Min got rid of the previous panic, and his face was full of surprise.
She opened her arms wantonly and embraced the wind blowing on her face. She felt as free and happy as a little bird, which was very comfortable.
It was the first time that Zhao Yan saw her so happy. He smiled with relief and turned to look around.
Under the fuselage are stacked mountains, rushing mountain streams and endless wild forests.
This was his first time to truly witness the location of the entire Qixia Town.
If it weren't for these quacks...
Ordinary people really can't carve out a home away from home in such deep mountains and old forests.
"It's a cloud! We're on the cloud!"
While thinking about it, Zhao Min's excited voice broke the brief silence.
This girl…
I completely forgot that I was so scared that I was trembling just now.
