Luoxia Pass is the junction between Feng Kingdom and Silver Sand Sea, and further west is the sphere of influence of the Moro Ship King.
In these years, the two countries have always been at peace with each other, and the ship king's warship has never approached such a close distance to Luoxia Pass, so people have to be alert.
The spy who came to report was still kneeling behind Feng Ruohen, but Qin'er had already withdrawn her posture and took a few steps away from him.
At this moment, the boat turned around the towering mountains, and a bloody sunset poured down. The view instantly broadened, and the sea dyed red by the setting sun appeared in front of us.
And at the end of the line of sight, where the sea and the sky meet, the naked eye can clearly see the fleet lined up in that direction, solemn and solemn, as if waiting for something.
"Your Majesty..." Sikong Yaoyao approached, wanting to give Feng Ruohen some advice.
People knew what he was going to say and easily raised their hands to stop him, "Since the Ship King took the initiative to invite you, he would not cheat."
He was extremely sure, but the military advisor who held a folding fan in his hand but didn't dare to fan himself didn't think so.
Entering this sea is like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth. If someone really wants to cheat, can you beat a few ships?
Just because Sikong Yao doesn't say it doesn't mean that others won't say it.
Qin'er didn't care how confident Feng Ruohen was, so she said politely, "What if she is cheating?" She was no longer seasick. Now that she was facing a formidable enemy, she had no intention of admiring the scenery, and she became very talkative again.
"I heard that Ship King Moro is very arrogant. Shouldn't that row of battleships be here to greet us?"
I am afraid that only Helan Qin'er dared to talk to Feng Ruohen like this, and the regent was not angry at all.
He looked at the woman with a smile in his eyes and said one word of provocation, "Afraid?"
Qin'er raised her head, looking confident, and stabbed him sourly, "Your Majesty, you won't let anything happen to me, will you?"
Feng Ruohen's face changed several times. He had a cold face and had an attack. He was not a man who was good at sweet words. He was not a man who spoke softly to her in private. But in front of a group of subordinates, it was really...
I was really hurt internally by being suppressed!
Finally, he adjusted his breathing for a moment before gritting his teeth and spitting out the word 'yes'.
Liniang, who was standing far away by the side of the boat blowing the wind, seemed to be smiling brightly, while the kneeling spy's face twitched, and Sikong Yao buried his head to hold back his unbearable smile.