Fake Mechanic

The name Xiangwu did not change Tie Qingyao's expression, but when he saw a five-meter-tall biological mech appearing like a ghost outside the wind blowing platform, it was not the jet engine and gliding that supported the huge body. Wings, but a pair of wings with a wingspan of seven or eight meters wide, a hint of surprise still flashed across his face involuntarily.

"So you've already done it."

When Tie Qingyao said this, his tone was a little strange, he seemed to be a little surprised, but also a little relieved, he looked at his eldest son, and said slowly, "When Gongshu Haolong proposed this idea to me back then, 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" landed on the spacious wind-beating platform as silently as a feather. The huge skin-like fleshy wings were gathered behind the back, and all the supporting bones on the wings were retracted into the body as the muscles squirmed. The two huge wings immediately became snug and supple, like a black cloak hanging down from the feet, with the small half dragging to the ground, showing the demeanor of a king.

The father and son walked up to the mecha giant standing quietly like a silent statue. The Xiangwu mecha seemed to sense something, and the giant eyes that were originally closed burst into a brilliant light again. The big hands that the human beings randomly squeezed in the palms stretched out to his chest.

The front chest armor, which was as wide as a door panel, opened automatically, and the giant palm poked in.

When it was recovered again, what appeared in front of Tie Qingyao in the palm was a small hexagonal crystal, as bright as blood.

"Right now, Xiangwu is controlled by the central host of the Academy of Sciences, but once Father takes over this soul key, then what your thoughts are pointing at is the direction of Xiangwu's attack."

Tie Jintai bowed his head respectfully and explained word by word.

"Soul key? This word is really appropriate." Tie Qingyao thought for a while, and gently picked up the hexagonal crystal from his giant palm the size of a table.

Strange to say, the seemingly hard crystals slowly melted in Tie Qingyao's palm, sinking into the skin and turning into a line of red spots, like a slender and closed eye growing out of thin air in the palm, or like a knife edge Slashed across, leaving a bright bloodstain.

"Father, do you want to test the performance of Xiangwu yourself?" Tie Jintai reminded Tie Qingyao when he saw that Tie Qingyao was a little lost.

Tie Qingyao seemed to have just come back to his senses, took a deep breath and let it out slowly, shook his head at his son, and said with a smile, "No need, the result will definitely not disappoint me, will it?"

Seeing Tie Qingyao's calm smile, Tie Jintai's heart suddenly tightened for no reason. The masterpiece integrating dragon and human technology, a powerful weapon that could make any mecha in the empire eclipse, did not make the emperor It seems that His Majesty felt itchy, even lost his mind for a moment just now, because of other reasons, not the shock that ordinary people cannot avoid when facing this shocking biological weapon.

Tie Jintai was suddenly a little confused about what his father was thinking, and that familiar feeling that he couldn't see through resurfaced in his heart, making him shake his head involuntarily, as if this little action could help him regain his confidence— —a strong confidence born of the fact that everything is going as he expected.

The huge biological mech 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 towards Qiantian Palace, it seemed that Xiangwu Mecha's prostrate posture was what he wanted to see most.

Yi Shixing's fiery red sunset is gradually elongating the shadow of the tall body of the Xiangwu mecha behind him, as if he came alive, trying to catch up with Tie Qingyao's footsteps, but in the end it was only in vain to paint a smear of black on the temple of Qiantian. On the huge pillar.

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When the father and son of the Tie family returned to the Qiantian Palace, there was one more person in the palace at some time, and it was the blood-clothed guard commander with facial features of Qingcheng aboriginals——Fudu Zhuyin.

Seeing Tie Qingyao and Tie Jintai coming in, Fudu Candle Seal did not kneel down as if he hadn't seen Tie Jintai, but bowed slightly to Tie Qingyao and called out to His Majesty.

Tie Qingyao raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "Did the prisoner bring it?"

The head of the Bloody Guard nodded.

"Put it in the sky prison first, one is the sword master of our empire, and the other is the federal holy rank pilot, don't neglect."

Until this time, the emperor, who had been keeping his face and tone as calm as water, revealed a trace of humanity. The meaning in those words was an unconcealable contempt and carefreeness.

"Your Majesty," Fudu Candle Seal seemed a little embarrassed, and continued to speak after thinking about it, "Will the night be long and dreamy? From the subordinate's point of view, it's better to..."

That is to say, Fudu Candle Seal, if someone else, even an important official who is responsible for the general, dares to question Tie Qingyao's decision in front of Tie Qingyao, I am afraid that borrowing the courage of the next life will not be enough... Tie Jintai Sighing secretly in my heart, I don't know how this Fudu candle print is in line with my father's wishes. If the face saint does not kneel or worship, this alone is almost equivalent to slapping myself. I'm dusting off my knees.

Tie Qingyao was not angry about Fudu Candleprint's outspokenness, but instead chuckled, looked at the huge light screen not far away that overlooks the dynamics of the entire Qingcheng, and said, "Because there are many dreams in the night, so you have to be patient." wait."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to Tie Jintai and said, "Jintai, you haven't had dinner with me for a long time, so stay here today, so there's no need to rush back to the Academy of Sciences."

Tie Jintai Nuonuo nodded, but a feeling of discomfort flashed in his heart.

Things are developing according to the expected plan, but why do I feel uneasy at this time...

He looked at the unburly back of the Emperor of the Empire, glanced at the Xiangwu Mecha who was still kneeling on the wind blowing platform, and said to himself again: No, even without the help of the ghost of the day, this step has already been reached I can't fail again!

Tie Qingyao didn't see the eyes of the eldest son behind him who were scattered for a few seconds and then re-firmed. He just stared blankly at the huge light screen, looking at Qingcheng, the imperial capital that he had ruled for decades, as if a scene was unfolding on the screen. Playing a good show he has been waiting for for a long time.

At this moment, on the avenue outside the apricot forest in Qingcheng, a young man walked leisurely.

The muscular body seemed to be full of powerful strength in every inch of muscle, and the snake-like gaze looked at the direction of Fengrenju through the overlapping branches and leaves of the apricot tree, and smiled.