Chapter 102: Bird Mountain
When the sky was gray, what appeared in front of the Dragon Palace battleship was an endless sea of clouds, bathed in sunlight, like a ball of golden cotton.
Early in the morning, Ao Tingxin had already taken his maid, and his crab general stood on the deck of the bow of the ship and watched from afar.
From here, it's under the control of the marching army. As soon as the battleship from the Dragon Palace crossed the border, the demon soldiers of the Feather Clan were always flying around, sometimes circling, sometimes gliding. Those pairs of eyes, as if there was no place, quietly focused on the lonely battleship above the sea of clouds.
Different from the demon soldiers of the Lion Camel Country, the armor on their bodies is much lighter, and even more, they only symbolically wear two shoulder armors, and their slender figures, coupled with the exposed muscles, look vigorous and capable.
"The last general is ordered by the Peng Demon King to welcome the four princesses here!"
The characteristic of the march is speed, which is not only manifested in the march, but also in the daily behavior.
As soon as the words fell, I saw dozens of eagle demons jumping out of the clouds, flying around the battleship.
The demon general led by him glanced at Ao Tingxin from a distance, nodded silently, and it could be regarded as a courtesy.
The battleship continued to move forward slowly, and slowly, there were more and more feather demons around it, and in the end, there were thousands of them, a vast and vast area, which looked very spectacular from a distance.
There are thousands of feather demons, which are very few in other demon armies. The precious feathered demon is generally used as a herald. However, it is all too common for an army composed entirely of feathered demons to march to the Owl - in fact, the Owl Marching Army itself is a force composed entirely of Feather Demons, which is the source of its powerful mobility and the guarantee of its strong combat effectiveness.
Because, the possibility of infighting is almost non-existent. As for the price to pay, it is the inability to participate in high-intensity fierce battles. After all, the Feather Demon is inherently weaker than the other five races in terms of strength.
Soon, the destination, Bird Mountain, finally appeared on the horizon.
It was five steep peaks that towered in the sea of clouds like the Optimus Pillars, gray-black mountains, and enchanting pines and cypresses between the cracks in the stones.
On the top of the mountain, there are countless huge iron chains entangled, intricately intertwined, as if there is no law, just to bind the mountain.
From a distance, compared with Ao Tingxin's last station, the Lion and Camel King, it seems to have changed the world.
As the battleship approached, you could see countless brown warships suspended in the air, along with the feather demon soldiers flying in groups like migratory birds.
On the steep rocks, there are dense air ports, docked with layers of warships. And those huge iron chains are full of demon soldiers of the Yu clan...... Maybe that's what these chains are really for.
The Feather Clan has wings and can fly, even the lowest-level Condensing Realm demon soldiers. So, there's no need for a road here.
The battleships of the dragon clan slowly moved forward, and along the way, the hovering demon soldiers and the warships of the marching army gave way one after another.
Sharp eyes, a high nose bridge, slender ten fingers, sharp nails, skin similar to that of humans, but faintly visible feathers......
The almost ubiquitous soldiers of the Feather Clan were quietly watching Ao Tingxin standing on the bow deck of the ship, and Ao Tingxin standing on the bow of the ship was also quietly looking around them.
This spectacular scene in front of me, except for the Bird Mountain, the entire Three Realms, I'm afraid there is no other place to see it.
"Fourth princess, please come here!"
Under the leadership of the demon general, the dragon warships began to climb little by little, until they were far away from the fortress embedded in the mountain at the top of the main peak.
It was a large semi-open hall.
The dome is supported by eight huge pillars of ten people on the left and right, and on both sides, there are countless feathered demons with different bodies, and in the center is a high throne, on which a person sits.
A slender body, wings that are a foot high, brown hair combed high, white eyebrows, a handsome face, a nose bridge as high as other feathered demons, and only half of the silver mask is worn.
This is the Peng Demon King who dominates one side.
At this moment, he was holding his cheek with his fist-clenched hand, looking at Ao Tingxin lazily.
A long, reddish-brown carpet made of down, embroidered with countless birds, runs through the hall from the center. One end was pressed under the throne of the Peng Demon King, and the other end hung under the steps.
Further on, there are cliffs.
The demon general who led the way for Ao Tingxin hung in mid-air and shouted: "Princess Longsi, Ao Tingxin has reached the outside of the palace, ask to see His Royal Highnessββ!"
"Fourth Princess Long, Ao Tingxin has reached the outside of the palace, ask to see His Highness!"
Soon, far away, another voice in the hall repeated his words. Immediately after that, there is the response.
"Xuan, the fourth princess of the dragon, Ao Tingxin meets ββ!"
Turning his face sideways, the demon general who led the way looked at Ao Tingxin, and repeated loudly: "Xuan, the fourth princess of the dragon, Ao Tingxin will see you!"
Immediately afterward, Ao Tingxin saw a group of feather clan demon soldiers hovering around, as if they were unrelated, quickly converged towards the position between the battleship and the main hall, and between the two, a suspension bridge was raised.
Yes, the drawbridge, with carpet in the middle and a multitude of iron cables on either side, on one side at the bow and on the other, leading up to the steps facing the cliff.
The demon general who led the way bowed down and said, "The fourth princess of the dragon, please." β
Nodding silently, Ao Tingxin stepped on the suspended suspension bridge with the support of the maid, and walked towards the main hall step by step.
Countless eyes were quietly looking at her, and it was a feeling of ill will.
The maids and crab generals who walked behind Ao Tingxin were all in a cold sweat. For some reason, every time they go to Bird Mountain, they have a feeling that everyone here, or every monster, is full of hostility to outsiders. It's a feeling that penetrates into the bone marrow.
And over the years, the Dragon Palace's intelligence work on Que Mountain has hardly made any progress, so that the attitude of the Dragon Clan towards this place has long been that if you can't come, you will try not to come.
Of course, it is impossible not to come at all. After all, this is a major force in the Demon Kingdom, and as long as the Dragon Clan wants to continue the trade in these three realms, it cannot be bypassed. At the same time, Que Shan is also the biggest customer of the dragon clan in the demon country.
Finally, Ao Tingxin walked the long chain bridge under the gaze of the demons, and stepped on the reddish-brown carpet.
When the two maids and a crab general who were traveling with Ao Tingxin also walked off the chain bridge, the chain bridge was quickly removed. Behind him turned into an abyss.
Ao Tingxin then walked up the steps step by step, until he reached the throne of the Peng Demon King.
Slightly lowering her eyebrows, she saluted and said: "Ao Tingxin, the daughter of Ao Guang of the East China Sea, see His Royal Highness the Peng Demon King!"
"Well, got it. Taking a letter that had been opened from the hand of the Falcon Jing beside him, the Peng Demon King shook it lightly, and directly threw the letter at Ao Tingxin's feet, and said with a displeased face: "The letter sent by your father, this king has also read it, and the simple sentence is: 'disagree'." β
In an instant, the many feather demons in the hall who were watching Ao Tingxin showed their sharp claws one by one, and they bared their teeth one by one. The already strong hostility seemed to have risen to another level all at once.
The gaze of the Peng Demon King was like a sword, and it was about to pass through Ao Tingxin's body.
This should be expected. Hearing the word "disagree", Ao Tingxin's expression did not change, and he just quietly stared at the letter that fell at his feet.
Before she could stretch out her hand, the crab general behind her had already hurriedly picked it up for her, trembling slightly, and presented her hands to Ao Tingxin.
"Four...... Four princesses. β
After receiving the letter, Ao Tingxin quietly glanced at him, motioned for the crab to stand behind him, and said loudly: "If you go back to Your Highness, what you say in the letter is really a last resort, and it is not something that my dragon family can control. After all...... The order of the demon capital, my dragon clan is powerless to disobey, Your Highness, you must also ......"
At this point, Ao Tingxin paused and didn't say any more.
The whole hall was silent, except for the wind that swept in from outside the hall.
All the feather demons turned their heads and looked at the Peng Demon King quietly.
After a while, I saw the Peng Demon King laughing slowly at Ao Tingxin, sneering, and said, "So, you didn't ask this king's opinion at all, but informed this king, right?"
"Don't dare. Ao Tingxin hurriedly said: "All transactions are reported in advance, this is something that cannot be changed." In compensation, our dragons will reduce the price of all trade items by ......"
"Who wants you to make amends?" Peng Demon King's voice suddenly rose an octave and broke Ao Tingxin's words, and with it, the incense burner that was placed on the side was directly swept to the ground, shaking off the incense ashes on the ground.
I only heard the Peng Demon King continue: "What this king wants, you don't need to report, you send it, and this king sends a boat to pick it up, it's okay." This is the only thing I want, that is, I don't need to report it! This king doesn't want anyone to know about the configuration in this king's army!"
As he spoke, the Peng Demon King had already gotten up and walked towards Ao Tingxin step by step. Hayabusa followed closely.
Ao Ting was shocked and opened his eyes slightly, but he still mustered up the courage to say: "Your Highness, I'm afraid this matter is difficult to do!"
"Really?"
What Ao Tingxin never expected, he saw the Peng Demon King turn around and draw the long sword from the waist of the falcon spirit. Before Ao Tingxin could react, the sword had already slashed head-on at the maid standing behind Ao Tingxin.
A drop of blood splattered on Ao Tingxin's white face. For a moment, Ao Tingxin was stunned.
The body fell silently, not even screaming.
Bright red blood slowly spilled off the carpet.
Ao Tingxin stood motionless, his eyes wide and frightened at what was happening in front of his eyes.
The other maid who was with her had covered her mouth in shock, and the tears in her eyes kept rolling, but she didn't dare to cry.
Such a terrifying scene, but the demons above the hall acted as if nothing had happened. Everything is calm and business as usual.
Turning around, the Peng Demon King wiped the blood stained on the blade of the sword on Ao Tingxin's cheek little by little, and said softly: "Tell your father, if you can't do it, this is the king's reply." β
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