Hongsha is no longer a thin little Kisun like bean sprouts. She has not yet grown completely, but has the foundation of a graceful lady. Her beautiful black hair falls like a waterfall. Her bright eyes are charming under her curved willow eyebrows. She is happy and angry. Her elegant nose, her pink cheeks are slightly red, her cherry-like cherry-like lips, her flower-like melon-shaped face is crystal clear as jade, and her tender and smooth snowy skin is like ice and snow.

Looking at Hongsha, Gao Feng was in a daze. Is this slightly tender and beautiful lady in front of me really the little girl who likes to hide food and is as timid as a rabbit? I have known many beautiful women in this life. If you really want to compare, only the same extraordinary and cute Zhuang Fandie can compare with it.

The only thing that has not changed is the cold and clean eyes of the red sand. In the calm, there is a suppressed volcano brewing, like shining stars, touching Gaofeng's heart. But she did not show more affection, but just silently stared at Gaofeng's every move. As long as she could see Gaofeng, she would be extremely satisfied, just like when she had a bread in her arms and could sleep on the floor under Gaofeng's bed.

Before he could tell the story of everything after parting with Hongsha, nor did he have the intention to communicate with the dark demon with complicated expressions. Gao Feng was watched by his curious son Xuan Tian. Xuan Tian was weird. His body was four or five years old and was at the age of being flattering. He blinked his pure eyes as starry as he was, looking at Gao Feng curiously, and wandered around Gao Feng like a little bee.

Looking at his son, Gao Feng's face was numb. He didn't know whether to use a stern expression or a kind smile. Whenever he wanted to protect Xuantian, he would always be avoided by agility. He didn't go far away, and he was two meters away from Gao Feng, with his eyes wide open.

"What? I'm not happy to see my son? Who can I show it to you with a sad face?"

After a long time, Youming's demeanor is still solemn and luxurious. Although he has a grandson, he still maintains delicate skin and waterfall-like black hair. The only thing that remains unchanged is his stern expression. He is not happy because he sees the peak, but only stern and stereotyped.

"Thank you all these years..."

Gao Feng didn't know what words to use to respond to Youming, and made a dry voice, trying hard to make a smile, but he was really not familiar with Youming, and laughed even worse than crying.

"Hmph, at least we can still save our lives. It's your poor uncle who tried his best to get a glimmer of life for your wife and children. Now that the family has been destroyed, the land and population have been divided up, what do you think should you do?"

The meaning in Youming's words is simple and clear. No matter what level Gao Feng is now, she only requires Gao Feng to rebuild his family and at least leave a rich family for Xuantian. Although Gao Feng has a foundation in the wilderness, in Youming's heart, the wilderness is still a desolate place where no grass grows. She doesn't want her precious grandson to find some barbarian women to get married.

"Mr. Youming, should we find a place to settle down first? It is better to say some things privately..."

Huo Xing, who was not taken by Gao Feng from beginning to end, couldn't help but speak out. She and Gao Feng were just a mistake, and the result of the mistake was not bad. With the son of Xuan Tian, ​​her status in the family was second only to You Ming. The problem was that You Ming was too strong, as dazzling as the sun, blocking all her light.

Youming, who was a maid, had the greatest ambition in his heart, which was to become a person like Youming, and to be able to speak the same thing, so that others could always bow their heads in front of him. He had no chance before, but now he learned that Gao Feng had been promoted to Bengyun Gala, and his long-suppressed ambition in his heart was burning like a fire cooking oil, so she was unwilling to keep a low profile and wanted others to hear her voice.

Youming glanced at Huo Xing with contempt. Under her cool eyes, Huo Xing's face turned white and he couldn't help but lower his head, which made her even more unhappy. She snorted and said frankly:

"My son is now the Holy Lord of Bengyun, the second Holy Lord of Xuanye family. What should I say privately? Does the Holy Lord of Bengyun have anything else to worry about?"

After saying that, his bayonet-like sharp eyes shifted to Gao Feng. It seemed that he had to ask Gao Feng to give her an explanation. Gao Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly. In front of Youming, he really didn't dare to have any temper.

"The Xuanye family is just a trivial matter. I can let the top family spit out how much land and population you want. The problem is that the situation is now collapsed and China is facing a catastrophe. It is really not the time to rebuild the family..."

Gao Feng had no intention of rebuilding any family. The Chaos God King was about to sweep across China. Can the Chinese seedlings exist in the world or whether they are different. He focused all his energy on resisting foreign enemies, so how could he dare to be distracted to do anything else?

"Don't forget, who is helping you today? How much does the Xuanye family have paid for you, and how much does your uncle have paid for you? There are so many children from the family who have shown their strength. Besides you, who else can get the secret of the Sierra Pink Mink? Who can use the family's airship to send it to Yinyun City..."

Youming was unwilling to say privately, obviously because he had figured out his son's thoughts. Gao Feng's heart never focused on the Xuanye family. Whether in the past or in the future, if Gao Feng wants to achieve her wish, he must spread it out in the public of the court. Even if Gao Feng becomes Beng Yun Jialuo, he still can't stand the ungrateful accusations, right?

Not to mention that after Youming ran, Gao Feng was really hard to refuse, and he frowned and thought hard. If Youming had not brought him to Xuanye's main city that day, he would not have had the opportunity to get a lot of knowledge, and it would be even more impossible to lay the foundation for promotion. His cheap uncle was also good to him. Not only did he give him the precious pink sable, but he also helped him find a way to solve his own hidden dangers.

If it weren't for Yinyun City and his party, Gao Feng wouldn't have come into contact with the Chaos Front. By chance, he got a reorganized fleet, received support from the Maple Leaf family, and had a relationship with Karina, thus having an angel-like lovely daughter.

Gao Feng's foundation is in the wilderness, but his soaring starting point is in Xuanye's main city. Youming and his uncle have indeed helped him a lot when he can achieve his current achievements. Gao Feng is not a man of bad heart, and he also wanted to go and find Youming and others, but he was always disturbed by various accidents, forcing him to deal with various difficulties.

Thinking of this, Gao Feng hesitated for a few seconds, and a sudden light flashed through his mind. Xuanye’s main city has now become a ghost domain, but it blocked the passage between the Freedom City and the inland. It was built by the Xuanye family for hundreds of years. The pattern is several times larger than that of the Freedom City, and it is not far from the inland. Its geographical location is much better than that of the Freedom City.

If Gao Feng wants to resist the Chaos Front, he can't put the battlefield at his doorstep. He originally regarded the City of Freedom as the last line of defense and the base for the front, but now Xuanye's main city is better than the City of Freedom. There is a lot of room for both strategic depth and strategic maneuver.

In this way, the reconstruction of the Xuanye family is not in conflict with the resistance to Chaos God King. Gao Feng can transfer various strategic materials to Xuanye’s main city, and at the same time accept the population and materials that flee from the inland to Xuanye’s main city, and then rely on high-end combat power to cut off the Chaos Front’s troops. There is no lack of a long-term opportunity to hold on?

The old land in the southeast, on the side of the sea of ​​sand, the clouds that have not been dispersed for a hundred years have finally disappeared. The once bustling and noisy city of clouds stands quietly on the edge of the infinite forest like a ghost castle. Countless metal remains scattered in the desert of the city of Liberty, like tens of millions of tombstones. In the densest place of tombstones, outside a huge battleship like a city, it looks like a pomelo, splitting apart in the two halves. From a distance, countless black dots of mosquitoes surrounded the wreckage of the battleship, constantly separating the materials of the battleship.

With the strong strength of the Chaos Front, he dared not give up the wreckage of a Destruction Dynasty. The precious metals and parts extracted from these wreckages can be rebuilt hundreds of heavy warships by slightly integrating them. If they were replaced with micro-aircraft such as unmanned attack aircraft, the number could reach tens of thousands.

Expanding from the wreckage of the warship to the surroundings, dozens of large factories were scattered, among which more than a dozen factories built a prototype of a warship at the same time. The keel has been laid and the modular hull is also assembled under the suspension of medium-sized transport ships coming and going.

In the previous battle, the Chaos Front also suffered heavy losses, with hundreds of warships of all sizes and sizes, over 10,000 unmanned fighters, and a huge air fortress, which destroyed the King's Nest, almost equals the full strength of a group army. Apart from the troops taken away by Charles' defection and the troops pursuing Charles, the remaining combat power here is less than forty percent at its peak.

If the loss of the ship is the hard power of the Chaos Front, then the losses of personnel must surpass it. Staying behind the troops to invade China is the most important part of the Chaos Front, most of which are war-torn aces.

Even if the knowledge and skills that are instilled in the K-Long soldiers are the same, their actual use is very different. The difference between after a long period of running-in and just stepped down from the production line is huge. The former has a lot of practical experience and knowledge combined, becoming an instinctive experience, and can even master various skills and means of their own, so that they have more flexible thinking and response.

But the Krons who have just stepped down the assembly line do not have this ability. They are like rigid machines and can only perform tasks according to the indoctrinated regulations. Once they encounter changes beyond the regulations, they will not change. Compared with the two, the real combat power of the Krons soldiers is less than one-fifth of the former.

This is also one of the reasons why the Chaos Front stopped resisting in the southeast. More than 100,000 elite Dooms were killed, tens of thousands of skilled technicians were killed, nearly 10,000 senior officers were killed, and thousands of ship commanders were killed. These are not something that can be supplemented in a short while.
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