The trials of life and death have given her composure in the face of danger, enabling her to remain calm and collected no matter what kind of perilous situation she encounters.
While his elder brother was equally brave, he was indeed slightly inferior in certain subtle aspects of this quality honed on the battlefield.
My younger sister is heading to the city tower of Jizi Kingdom. With her rich practical experience and extraordinary courage and strategy, she will surely be able to overcome all difficulties with ease.
She skillfully resolved each problem, handling everything flawlessly. Having considered this, she nodded slightly, agreeing with her younger sister's idea.
The matter was settled, and the group sat together in a solemn and serious atmosphere.
They carefully and cautiously agreed on the specific time of the operation, and after repeated deliberation and weighing of options, they strived to be precise and foolproof.
During the discussion, everyone expressed their opinions, listed the possible scenarios one by one, and formulated corresponding countermeasures.
Every detail is taken into account, and every possibility is considered, as if drawing a meticulous battle map.
After the discussion, they knew that the task they were about to face was like walking through a thicket of thorns, full of unknown dangers and challenges.
Each of them needs to conserve their energy and prepare themselves to face this life-or-death test with the best mental state and the strongest physique.
So they all dispersed to rest with heavy but determined hearts.
Qin Qianluo walked lightly into the room, her steps as light as a falling feather, as if afraid of breaking the tranquility of the quiet night.
She turned around and gently closed the door, her movements soft and slow, as if time itself had stood still.
She looked around to make sure no one was there, then closed her eyes slightly and slipped into the space.
A moment later, Qianchao and the others appeared in the room. Everyone looked solemn, as if they were enveloped by an invisible sense of mission.
They stood quietly, their eyes revealing absolute trust and obedience to Qin Qianluo, awaiting her instructions.
Qin Qianlu lowered her voice and slowly recited her carefully considered detailed plan and arrangements, word by word.
Her voice, though soft, was clear and powerful like a bell, each word seemingly carrying an invisible force that pierced the silent air and reached the depths of everyone's hearts.
Her narration was methodical, like weaving a beautiful scroll, vividly depicting every step and every detail.
Everyone listened intently, their eyes following her lips closely, nodding slightly from time to time, their eyes revealing their understanding and approval of the plan.
After she finished speaking, everyone dispersed quickly and orderly, like well-trained soldiers, and prepared themselves in an orderly manner.
Seeing this, Qin Qianluo finally felt at ease and lay down on the bed, closing her eyes slightly and slowly adjusting her breathing to gradually relax her body and mind, quietly waiting for the arrival of the hour of Chou (1-3 AM).
At this moment, although she felt apprehensive about the unknown, she was even more determined to complete the mission.
At this moment, Yao Guang gripped the ice-blue longsword tightly in both hands.
The sword's blade seemed to flow with a cold, eerie light, resembling a deep and mysterious icy pool, exuding a captivating aura.
The icy blue light flickered in the dim room, as if it were a summons from another world.
Her eyes remained constantly alert, like a cheetah lurking in the darkness.
With keen eyes, he scanned his surroundings like a hawk, not missing a single slight movement.
Her eyes revealed determination and resolve, ready to do anything to protect Qin Qianluo.
She could perceive every subtle sound and every movement of air.
Her body leaned slightly forward, like a taut bowstring, ready to fire a fatal arrow at any moment.
Qianchao and the others quickly divided into their respective teams according to the plan. The team members had solemn expressions and their eyes revealed firm beliefs.
They methodically inspected their equipment, polishing each weapon until it gleamed, the reflected light seemingly proclaiming its sharpness and power.
Each hidden weapon was neatly arranged, like soldiers waiting to go to war, ready to engage in battle at any time.
They had a perfect understanding of each other, needing no words; a single glance was enough for them to understand each other.
This tacit understanding was cultivated through countless battles and training sessions fought side by side.
It was the bond of trust they forged between life and death that provided them with a strong guarantee for completing this dangerous mission.
They spoke in hushed tones, their voices soft, but every word was full of power, as if they were passing on courage and determination to each other.
At the same time, Qianxi and the person next to her exchanged a glance, and for a moment, a hint of doubt and panic flashed in their eyes.
They had already roughly guessed that this was most likely the work of Yu Ying.
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