The beauty is in my arms, the young marshal's eyes are red at night

"If there is a formation, there is a way to break it."

He said, "The person who designed it will not be confused or thoughtless, otherwise he will be trapped in it. In order to prevent himself from forgetting, the formation must be regular."

He told her the method and rules of distinguishing this formation.

The Qimen Dunjia formation was used in combat before, and books record that such a formation once trapped an army of [-] men.

There's something wonderful about it.

Shen Yuqing discovered this place by chance. The right time, place and people directly created the best conditions for his secret base.

Even if someone walks in, they will be trapped in the formation.

In the past few years, no one has come in.

Even if someone discovered the pattern and cracked the formation alive, there would still be someone waiting in ambush at the exit.

They cannot escape with their wings, not even a fly can get in.

“The wonderful thing about it is, the entrance we just came in, it can only be the entrance.”

Shen Yuqing told her, "It's just like the secret entrance of the temple. Once you enter, you can't get out through the entrance. The mechanism can only be opened from the outside. There are only two exits, and they are guarded by my people."

Song Huiyi lamented that the formation was magical.

He also admired that people in the past were so intelligent that they could have such fantastic ideas.

She is not proficient in these things. If she walks in here rashly, her body will definitely be gone.

She asked: "The arsenal you snatched from Yan Li has all the talent and blueprints in your hands. Are you going to build a new one here?"

"Not here!" He took her hand and wrote a word on her hand.

Stroke by stroke was outlined on her palm, and Song Huiyi's expression changed from dull to shocked.

This place was completely beyond her expectations.

She took a breath of cold air, and even her back felt a chill, which instantly spread all over her body: "Shen Yuqing! You are so courageous!"

She stood there blankly like a wooden board, incredulous at his audacity.

Shen Yuqing smiled nonchalantly: "Huiyi, you can't put your eggs in one basket."

"You know that's not what I'm talking about!" She looked serious.

Knowing that no one would be eavesdropping here, she couldn't help but lower her voice, "Ningcheng is adjacent to Nancheng and Hangcheng, you are in the dark under the light!

Ning Cheng is not the base of the warlord yet! It is easy to defend but difficult to attack. The warlords have not been able to capture this difficult nut for so many years! "

The Youth Gang also has its own intelligence network.

What's more, it was obvious that the warlord wanted to capture Ning Cheng.

Ningcheng is easy to defend but difficult to attack.

It's not impossible to win hard.

It's just that a strong attack will cause too many troops to be lost, and Ningcheng's people will also suffer numerous casualties. The scene of a river of blood is not what the governor wants to see.

The probability of success in a strong attack is only [-]%.

Such a loss was too great, and the governor could not make up his mind.

"Yeah, easy to defend but hard to attack!"

Shen Yuqing held her hand.

His hands were very powerful, as if he was continuously conveying his inner confidence to her.

He chuckled, confident about this, "Hui Yi, you know, I always get what I want. How could such a good place fall into other people's mouths?"

Her heart trembled: "What do you mean?"

He said: "Huiyi, within a month, Ningcheng will be my territory!"

He was hesitant and full of ambition.

She didn't know why he was so calm and content, but she knew very well that Shen Yuqing was an arrogant person, but he would never boast or talk empty words.

He dares to look arrogantly for the rest of his life because he has the capital.

What he could say was not that the diagram was unrealistic, but that he was definitely [-]% sure.

When Shen Yuqing works, he always believes that success depends on people rather than God's will, and relying on luck is not the magic weapon to win.

He will not blame his success or failure on his own luck or misfortune. If he fails, he will not blame himself for being unsure and not careful in doing things.

Warlords are somewhat similar to gangs in that they all compete for territory.

It's just that the gangs are robbing each other of businesses and docks, while the warlords are robbing each other of a city.

She asked: "You have an idea?"

"Hui Yi, this is the treasure I want to show you!"

He led her through the formations with familiarity, and after walking for about half an hour, he faintly saw the light in front of her, and the figure walking around behind the light.

The two of them walked out and suddenly became enlightened.

The outside is much more open and brighter than the inside of the formation.

There are officers on duty at the exit.

The officer neatly performed a military salute: "Young Marshal, Miss Song."

Shen Yuqing nodded.

The two stood there for a while, and soon a car drove over and stopped in front of them.

Shen Yuqing asked her to get in the car.

After getting in the car, Song Huiyi looked back out the window: "Do they know me?"

She had never seen them.

"No one doesn't know you!" Shen Yuqing smiled.

He raised his hand to tuck her fallen hair behind her ears, "Huiyi, you and I are one, and what's mine is yours. If they know me, they will all know you!"

The way here was bumpy, and after walking for a long time, my hair was a little loose.

He asked her to tilt her head and fixed her hair with the hairpin again.

Song Huiyi's eyelashes trembled slightly, looking at his focused face for a moment.

Soon, he straightened her face and nodded with satisfaction.

He has a pair of hands that can wield swords and guns, and he can also help her do her hair and wash clothes.

She didn't expect that Shen Yuqing did these things behind her back. They arrived in Su City, far away from Nancheng, and everyone here knew her.

The car drove for about 5 minutes before arriving at an empty place.

The car stopped.

The two got out of the car.

The security here is obviously much tighter than the exit of the formation, and there are officers patrolling with guns everywhere.

In addition, there are many people with fair skin and blue eyes in the venue.

not Chinese.

"This used to be a Cuju venue, and I took over it."

Shen Yuqing said, "There used to be a lot of decorations inside, but I had them all demolished and built it into an airport very early, just waiting for the planes!"

Only then did Song Huiyi see the treasure Shen Yuqing said.

She studied abroad and had seen photos of airplanes, but had never actually seen an airplane.

Song Huiyi approached the plane.

It doesn't look like anything special.

The entire body of the aircraft is made of silver-gray iron, with a pointed head on the front and several fan blades on it. There are two funny wings next to it, which look very bulky.

She asked: "Did you steal it again?"

He smiled and said: "Huiyi understands me!"

He said the four words "light and fluttering" very easily.

Song Huiyi knew that there must have been a lot of effort and many plans.

Shen Yuqing mentioned airplanes in front of her several times.

His plan was not just for these days, it had been at least a year and a half, or even longer.

He was already ready to get the plane.

And he had his own information channels, and he might even hide it from the governor. Even the governor didn't know that his son had two planes.

If the Overseer had known, the plane wouldn't be here.

There is an abandoned racecourse in Nancheng, and the warlord has already built it into an airport.

Everybody wants airplanes.

Nowadays, only Shen Yuqing exists in the whole of China.

No wonder he is confident and determined, Ning Cheng is his bag.

She asked curiously: "Can such a heavy thing really fly?"