Upon seeing this, the soldiers responded quickly and returned the salute in unison.
In an instant, the crisp sound of armor clashing echoed across the snow-capped peak, reverberating throughout the summit.
The sound, like a stirring battle song, pierced through the howling wind, causing the distant snow to fall softly.
The soldiers stood tall and straight, their eyes blazing, as if at this moment, they were closely connected with Qin Qianluo's beliefs, forming an indestructible force.
Not far away, Feng Qingyun stood quietly with Long Nanzhi. Feng Qingyun's eyes sparkled with bright starlight as she gazed at Qin Qianluo, who was at the head of the crowd, her heart filled with pride.
In her eyes, Qin Qianluo not only has outstanding leadership skills, but also makes every decision accurately and decisively.
He always finds a way to break through complex situations and leads everyone to overcome numerous difficulties.
They possess an irresistible personal charm, radiating a unique brilliance in every gesture.
Whether it's his passionate and inspiring words when boosting morale or his meticulous care for his subordinates, he makes those around him follow him without even realizing it.
Long Nanzhi looked blank, her eyes revealing a hint of confusion and bewilderment.
In the past few days, although she has never revealed her purpose, no one has suspected anything and has continued to treat her with courtesy.
Feng Qingyun was always by his side, which gradually relaxed Long Nanzhi's initially wary heart.
Long Nanzhi lowered her eyes in thought, her fingertips unconsciously rubbing the hem of her clothes.
The people in front of me exude sincerity in every gesture, and their eyes are clear and open when they talk, without any impurities, like a clear spring.
Even when faced with her, an "intruder" whose identity was shrouded in mystery, they showed neither the slightest wariness nor the slightest arrogance or prejudice.
Whether it was the gentle smile when offering tea or the concerned look in her eyes when asking about her needs.
All of this made Long Nanzhi waver slightly—perhaps she could try to trust them and find out about Qin Qianluo?
The moment the thought arose, Long Nanzhi's eyes hardened instantly, and the scales in her heart gradually tipped towards trust.
She subconsciously took a small step forward, opened her mouth, and was about to speak when a doubt suddenly flashed through her mind.
Is now really the right time? There are people coming and going all around, their footsteps and laughter mingling together. What if someone overhears our conversation? Wouldn't that arouse unnecessary suspicion?
Could it even cause trouble for each other? A slight misstep could not only put oneself in danger, but also make the hope of finding Qin Qianluo even more remote.
After much deliberation, Long Nanzhi slowly loosened her clenched hands and gently closed her lips.
She took a deep breath, calming her inner turmoil, and decided to wait patiently for a more opportune moment when no one was around before asking.
After all, this might be the key clue for her to find Qin Qianluo, and she couldn't afford to be careless.
The setting sun, like blood, dyed the rolling mountains orange-red, and the winding mountain path was also gilded with a layer of gold.
After a long period of hard work, everything finally settled down, and the group embarked on their journey down the mountain along the rugged mountain path.
The mountain wind, carrying the unique chill of the snow-capped mountains, brushed against her cheeks, but it did nothing to diminish Feng Qingyun's joy.
She skipped and hopped like a happy little deer, clutching Long Nanzhi's clothes tightly in her small hands.
She kept urging Long Nanzhi to walk faster, and soon she ran up to Qin Qianluo, panting.
Feng Qingyun tilted her head back, her fair cheeks flushed from running, and her eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings.
With a pair of large, watery eyes full of curiosity and concern, she tiptoed slightly and leaned close to Qin Qianluo's ear.
He asked in a low voice, "Luo Bao, this national flag can't be replenished, so we'll just leave it here. Are you really willing to part with it?"
Qin Qianluo's eyebrows curved, and her smile was as gentle as the warm spring sun.
She reached out and gently stroked Feng Qingyun's head, her fingertips tracing through the soft strands of hair, as if soothing a restless kitten.
Then, she slowly turned around, her gaze piercing through the layers of clouds and mist, staring for a long time at the red flag fluttering in the wind atop the snow-capped mountain.
The red flag stretched its body in the cold wind, its vibrant color standing out against the backdrop of the white snow. Each flutter seemed to tell a magnificent story.
With a solemn and resolute expression, Qin Qianluo said, word by word, "I am willing to part with it! This vibrant red should forever stand proudly at the highest point of the island."
To become a belief in everyone's hearts, to be looked up to by generations.
"Moreover," Qin Qian paused, her eyes revealing relief and reassurance, and gently patted Feng Qingyun's shoulder.
"You've put up protective measures on the national flag so that even if this active volcano erupts, it won't be damaged in the slightest, which makes me feel especially at ease."
If we have the chance in the future, let's bring Qingwan back again. With her expertise in mechanisms, we can set up some clever traps around here.
Add a layer of visible protection to the national flag, so that it can fly steadily on this land.
As she spoke, Qin Qianluo's gaze returned to the red flag, her thoughts drifting away.
As if already seeing the future, this flag, carrying faith and hope, flies ceaselessly atop the snow-capped mountains, witnessing the island's transformation.
Feng Qingyun smiled and nodded heavily, her gaze once again falling on the bright red peak at the top of the snow mountain.
Against the backdrop of pristine white snow and azure sky, the red flag unfurls its body, fluttering in the wind, each wave seemingly proclaiming its indomitable spirit and glory.
It seems as if it was born to stand proudly here, overlooking this land and witnessing the changes of time.
At this moment, time seemed to stand still. Feng Qingyun was immersed in this solemn and sacred scene, unable to look away for a long time, and an indescribable sense of pride welled up in her heart.
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