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Text Chapter 515: Long nights, many dreams, and many hardships

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    The name Xiangwu didn't make Tie Qingyao's expression change at all, but when he saw a five-meter-tall biological mecha appearing like a ghost outside the wind strike platform, it was not the jet engine and gliding that supported the huge body.  When he saw a pair of wings with a wingspan of seven or eight meters wide, a look of surprise still flashed across his face involuntarily.  "So you've finished it." When Tie Qingyao said this, his tone was a little strange, as if he was a little surprised, but also a little relieved. He looked at his eldest son and said slowly, "Gongshu Haolong was  When I proposed this idea, I always thought it would be a huge project that would not see the results in my lifetime You really did not disappoint my father. "The biological mecha code-named "Xiangwu" is as silent as a feather.  Landing on the spacious wind strike platform, the huge leathery fleshy wings were gathered behind the back. As the muscles squirmed, all the supporting bones on the wings shrank into the inside of the body. The two giant wings immediately became snug and supple, like a black cloak.  Hanging at the feet, with the small part trailing on the ground, it shows the king's demeanor.  The father and son walked up to the mecha giant that stood quietly like a silent statue. The Xiangwu mecha seemed to sense something, and the giant eyes that had been closed once again burst out with brilliant light.  The big hand that the human was holding casually in his palm actually stretched out to his chest.  The chest armor, which is as wide as a door panel, opens automatically, and the giant palm reaches in.  When he recovered it, what appeared in front of Tie Qingyao in his palm was a small six-sided crystal, as bright as blood.  "Now Xiangwu is controlled by the central host of the Academy of Sciences, but once Father takes over this soul key, your thoughts will be the direction of Xiangwu's attack." Tie Jintai half-bowed his head respectfully.  A word for word explanation.  "Soul key? This word is really appropriate." Tie Qingyao thought for a while, then gently picked up the six-sided crystal from his giant table-sized palm.  Strangely enough, the seemingly extremely hard crystal slowly melted in Tie Qingyao's palm, sinking into his skin and turning into a line of red stains. It was like a slender, closed eye appeared out of thin air in his palm, and it was also like a blade.  It scratched, leaving a bright bloodstain.  "Father, do you want to test Xiangwu's performance personally?" Tie Jintai reminded him when he saw that Tie Qingyao was a little distracted.  Tie Qingyao seemed to have come back to his senses. He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it. He shook his head towards his son and said with a smile, "No need. The result will definitely not disappoint me, right?" Looking at it  Tie Qingyao smiled calmly, and Tie Jintai's heart suddenly tightened for no reason. This masterpiece that integrates dragon and human technology, a powerful weapon that can eclipse any mecha in the empire, did not allow His Majesty the Emperor to have it.  Any feeling of itching and unbearable, even the moment of loss of consciousness just now, seemed to be due to other reasons, rather than the shock that ordinary people could not avoid when facing this shocking biological weapon.  What exactly was his father thinking? Tie Jintai was suddenly confused for a moment. The familiar feeling that he couldn't see through resurfaced in his heart. He couldn't help but shake his head. It seemed that this small action could help him regain his confidence.  ¡ªThe strong confidence that comes from the fact that everything is going as he expected.  The huge biological mecha still kept kneeling on one knee, with its right arm stretched forward and its head bowed respectfully, like a loyal guard facing the only master he respected, begging for a chance of life.  Tie Qingyao turned around and walked back to Qiantian Hall. It seemed that Xiangwu Mecha maintaining such a prostrate posture was what he most wanted to see.  The fiery red sunset of the next stone star was gradually lengthening the shadow of the tall body of the Xiangwu mecha behind him. As if it came to life, it tried hard to catch up with Tie Qingyao, but in the end it was just a futile attempt to paint a smear of black on the Qiantian Temple.  On the huge palace pillar.  ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ When the Tie family¡¯s father and son returned to the Qiantian Hall, there was someone else in the hall. It was the blood-clothed commander of the Qingcheng aborigine-like features - Fudu Zhuyin.  Seeing Tie Qingyao and Tie Jintai coming in, Fudu Zhuyin acted as if he had not seen Tie Jintai. He did not kneel down, bowed slightly towards Tie Qingyao and called out to your Majesty.  Tie Qingyao raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Did you bring the prisoner?" The blood-clothed guard leader nodded.  "I will keep them in the prison first. One is our Empire's Sword Master, and the other is a Federation Saint-level pilot. Don't neglect me." Until this time, the emperor, who had always remained calm and his tone was as calm as water, showed a trace of humanity.  , the meaning in those words was contempt and joy that could not be concealed.  "Your Majesty," Fudu Candle Seal seemed to be a little embarrassed. After thinking about it, he continued to speak, "Will the nights be long and have many dreams? From my subordinate's point of view, it is better to" That is, Fudu Candle Seal, if it were changed?Others, even important ministers who shoulder the responsibility of generals, dare to question Tie Qingyao's decision in front of him. I'm afraid it's not enough to borrow their courage for the next life Tie Jintai sighed secretly in his heart, not knowing that this would help him.  How did Du Zhuyin comply with his father's wishes, not kneeling or bowing before the saint? This alone was almost like a slap in the face to himself, considering that not long ago, he was dusting his knees.  Tie Qingyao was not angry at Fudu Zhuyin's outspokenness. Instead, he chuckled lightly, looked at the huge light screen not far away that gave an overview of the entire Qingcheng movement, and said, "It is because the nights are long and there are many dreams, so we have to be patient."  Wait." After that, he turned to Tie Jintai and said, "Jin Tai, you haven't had dinner with me for a long time. Just stay here today. There's no need to rush back to the Academy of Sciences." Tie Jintai Nono nodded.  , but a feeling of discomfort flashed through my heart.  Things were developing exactly as planned, but why did he feel uneasy at this time He looked at the back of the emperor, who was not tall, and glanced at the Xiangwu mecha that was still kneeling on the wind strike platform.  Say to myself again: No, even without the help of the ghost of the day, it is impossible for me to fail at this point!  Tie Qingyao didn't see his eldest son's eyes behind him, which were distracted for a few seconds and then resolute. He just stared blankly at the huge light screen, looking at Qingcheng, the imperial capital that he had ruled for decades. It seemed that something was going on on the light screen.  A good show that he has been looking forward to for a long time.  At this moment, on the avenue outside the apricot grove in Qingcheng, a young man walked leisurely.  Every inch of his muscular body seemed to be filled with powerful strength. His eyes as agile as a snake looked through the overlapping almond branches and leaves in the direction of Fengrenju and smiled.
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