In early June, after dealing with the internal affairs of Huilu Continent and the Xiangyu Sect, Loran Hill began to deal with some issues in the southwestern continents, and his first stop was to visit King Dai.
Perhaps it was because of the change in status, or perhaps it was because this trip really required some manpower assistance, but when Loran Hill left the mountain, he was accompanied by many disciples.
The floating boat made of yellow wood gradually rose from the valley, with open oars and sails on both sides that could be flapped like fish fins, and at the tail of the floating boat were two rotating fish tails that pushed the floating boat to fly in the sky.
The wooden structure makes a slight creaking sound during flight, which may make outsiders feel uneasy, but in fact the floating boat is made of the yellow wood that is a specialty of Huilu Island. It is very tough and can withstand pressure far exceeding that of steel and will not break easily.
Compared to steel, this kind of wood is lighter and more suitable for making pontoons.
The oars and sails paddled in the air, and the floating boat rose up in the valley covered with yellow leaves like a giant fish, then gradually accelerated, turned around several peaks, and headed diagonally towards the sky.
After leaving the mountain gate of the Xiangyu Sect, Fuzhou came to the clouds dyed with rosy clouds and flew towards the west.
Along the way, the wind was blowing continuously, and the small flying wing propeller on the deck used for guidance kept turning, bringing a bit of agility and lightness to this huge floating boat.
Loran Hill sat in the clean and warm cabin, looking at the world below through the transparent window on the side.
There is still half a day left, let’s sleep for a while first.
Knowing that the airship would not arrive soon, Loran Hill lay down on the bed, covered himself with a light-colored quilt and fell asleep, his body rising and falling slightly, and he breathed regularly.
On top of a cabinet in a corner of the room, the chubby Dai Ju was squatting with his eyes closed to rest. Since Loran Hill returned to the Xiangyu Sect, this guy seemed to have become much quieter. He would occasionally practice and seemed to be quite diligent, but when it came to time to sleep, he would never let it go.
While dreaming, the floating boat gradually crossed the vast sea of clouds, flew silently over the mountains and plains, and as the sky gradually darkened, it finally arrived at Molin Island and slowly descended.
Although Loran Hill's original intention was to negotiate or dissuade King Dai, the disciples of the Xiangyu Sect around her did not think so.
King Dai had previously sent people to the Xiangyu Sect to force them, and they had not forgotten the scene that day. Moreover, the character of the leader Luo Lan was very kind, and they needed to be the bad guys and suppress him first, otherwise King Dai would create some rude scene again, which would be embarrassing.
So, while Loran Hill was still sleeping in the cabin, these true disciples wearing yellow feather robes had already arrived at Prince Dai's mansion and were monitoring him remotely.
"Who are you? How dare you be so rude!" A dozen dragon riders riding giant black jade dragons were patrolling in the sky. When they saw this group of disciples from the Huangyu Sect coming on the wind, they blocked their way directly.
"This is the residence of His Majesty King Dai. Why don't you kneel down and kowtow? Otherwise, you will be charged with treason." Unlike others, most of these dragon riders are King Dai's personal guards who have followed him since childhood. Although they are powerful, they are also used to being domineering.
"King Dai..." The leading disciple of the Xiangyu Sect shook his head slightly, then waved his hand, and his fellow disciples behind him rushed out one after another.
A wooden sword as hard as gold and iron was pulled out of the scabbard, and then the shimmering sword light burst out, like a thread slashing in the air. These true disciples cooperated with each other tacitly. After a burst of tearing sword light, the dozen or so dragon riders fell from the sky. Although there was no blood, most of the armor on their bodies was shattered, and there was a light red mark on each of their necks. The voices that they originally wanted to roar and shout were silenced at this moment and could not be uttered.
The dragon's heavy body smashed to the ground, breaking some trees in the courtyard, and some rolled on the ground several times before coming to a stop.
"This, this is..." The servants in Prince Dai's mansion were extremely surprised to see these powerful dragon riders land. Some wanted to call for help from the garrison in the nearby barracks, but were finally stopped by other people in the mansion.
"Let it be, they are just warning us, they won't really do anything," said a tall and strong disciple. He was wearing a dark red brocade robe and sitting in a corner of the courtyard drinking wine, watching the figures falling from the sky.
"Really, you don't need it, Lord Chi Jin?" This Chi Jin is the core disciple of Zhu Zhan Huo Lian Yuan, and many disciples in the mansion know him.
"Yes, just inform King Dai." He shook his head again and said no more.
"Yes, yes." Now everyone seemed to have found their backbone and ran to the backyard to inform. At the same time, some other people in the city were curious and asked, and many ministers who were still loyal to King Dai also hurried over.
"This is..." While they were still surprised, several people in yellow feathered clothes were already standing in front of them.
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Time passed slowly, and when it got dark, Loran Hill finally woke up from his dream.
Is this, is it already night?
Loran Hill looked at the starry sky outside the window, feeling surprised and a little panicked. As the leader of the faction, he overslept today and made so many people wait for him. What should he do now?
She hurriedly changed her clothes, combed her hair, and then walked out of the cabin.
At this time, light yellow palace lanterns were hung in the cabin, and two core fellow disciples were standing behind the door waiting. They were the sisters Si Heng and Si Xuan.
"Senior Sister Luo Lan is awake."
"Would you like to eat something first?"
"This... Actually, I forgot about it because I was sleeping. Where is everyone now? You are not waiting for me all the time, right?" Loran Hill stroked his hair a little embarrassedly.
"No, Senior Sister Loran." Although Loran Hill is the senior sister, her appearance of about 17 years old always makes the two of them feel that she is almost a younger sister, and this girl's personality is indeed very lovable.
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