My sister is the daughter of destiny

Deep in the battlefield.

The Qian army is rapidly shrinking its formation.

The alien army was also retreating rapidly.

Just now, a peak saint of the human race burst out with all his strength and shattered half the sky with one punch.

Although the aliens are not afraid of death in battle, they are just brave, not stupid.

The army stopped its charge until a strong alien who could match that man emerged.

The human race's Qian army was also somewhat confused and doubtful.

The aura that just burst out was clearly from the supreme commander of this trip, Xiong Yue, deputy commander of the Qian Army.

what's the situation?

The commander in chief of the army is not commanding his troops, but is just running around in the rear doing nothing?

The deputy general in the temporary base camp issued an order to withdraw the troops.

Obviously something happened in the rear, and General Xiong Yue had to take action personally, so the fighting at the front naturally had to stop for a while.

The army gathered, and about half an hour later, a loud laugh was heard from the sky.

"Withdraw the troops! Return to the barracks!"

Xiong Yue's voice came from far away and gradually got closer. When his voice spread throughout the army, he had already reached above the army.

He was seen holding up a vortex of chaos in one hand, with hundreds of people following behind him.

Seeing these entourage, the soldiers in the army were all surprised.

General Xiong Yue went out for a trip, and the people he brought back were actually the young master of the Lu family and his men?

This explains the previous punch.

Maybe they provoked a terrifying and powerful alien?

At this moment, in the army, Qinglan saw Lu Ningfeng and others. She frowned at first, but then her face turned pale and she broke out in a cold sweat.

Behind Xiong Yue, surrounded by a group of Lu family geniuses, a dozen tied-up men in black were quite conspicuous.

Without paying attention to the reactions of the people in the army, Xiong Yue turned his head to look at Lu Ningfeng, "Your warship is destroyed, come with me to the main ship?"

"No need, Uncle Bear, we have other warships."

Lu Ningfeng politely declined. This time, only 300 people from the Lu family went to the battlefield. He blew up ten warships, but there were still 20 left.

"Well, in that case, you should all return to your positions. We can discuss everything after we return to the barracks."

Xiong Yue nodded, then took a step forward, leading a dozen men in black whose cultivation had been sealed into the base camp.

Lu Ningfeng and his group returned to the remaining warships of the Lu family.

Immediately, the army began to change direction and return.

Although this local war ended a few days ahead of schedule, since some accidents had occurred, leading to a confrontation at the saint level, it would be better for the forces that do not belong to this level to withdraw as soon as possible.

"Lu Qing, how many casualties are there?"

Lu Ningfeng led everyone onto a Lu family warship. The captain of this ship was named Lu Qing, who had reached the perfect level of Creation Realm. His father was named Lu Qing, and he was a follower of Lu Daolin.

He led a group of people to do experiments, and naturally would not transfer all the elites away. Otherwise, the remaining 200 geniuses would have no one to lead them, which would inevitably be very dangerous on the battlefield.

"Reporting to the young master, there are 132 injured, 41 of whom are seriously injured, and three have died."

Lu Qing's voice was low, every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, and his face looked extremely heavy.

Upon hearing this, Lu Ningfeng frowned and felt sad in his heart.

The cultivation base of these two hundred Lu family geniuses are all in the Creation Realm or Nirvana Realm. Logically speaking, they should be in the middle and rear sections of the entire army's net.

In addition, the twenty warships they were on were far superior to other ordinary warships in terms of equipment configuration and resource supply.

Even so, the casualties were still heavy.

Lu Ningfeng knew clearly that if the war lasted for two months or even longer, the number of casualties would probably increase exponentially.

Why do local wars last for a month each time?

This is the reason why humans cannot fight a protracted war deep in the battlefield.

The atmosphere on the battleship became depressing and silent.

The ruthless reality of war made everyone feel heavy. War is always accompanied by casualties. Even if these three hundred people are outstanding talents of the younger generation of the Lu family, they may face the fate of falling if they are negligent.

"The injured will be sent home to the family alchemy room for treatment. The dead will be buried in the war shrine, and a monument will be engraved on it. Pensions will be issued to their relatives. In addition, if there are brothers and sisters, the deceased will be given three years of resource rations."

Lu Ningfeng said this while looking at Lu Ziqi.

He still has some things to deal with and will not return home so soon, but the matter of escorting the heroic spirit back home cannot be delayed.

"Yes."

Lu Ziqi nodded solemnly.

Then Lu Ningfeng stood up and looked around at everyone. The twenty warships were flying not far apart, and all the Lu family members could see Lu Ningfeng.

"As the leader, I failed to lead everyone. This is my fault and I failed everyone's trust in me. But... please rest assured, I will give you, the family, and everyone an explanation!"

Everyone was silent. Compared to the geniuses in the combat group, almost all of whom were injured, the hundreds of geniuses in the experimental group nodded in agreement.

They all knew what their young master was doing, and they were even more aware of the importance of this matter.

The warship and the temporary base rushed towards the military camp, and everyone dispersed to heal their wounds and recover.

After tens of thousands of years of war between humans and alien races, the casualties now bring them not only sadness, but also the motivation to move forward.

The Lu family suffered so many casualties, one can imagine how heavy the casualties of the entire fleet must have been.

At this moment, the marching army fell into silence, and everyone was mourning for the deceased.

……

Imperial Fleet.

Qin Chaoge changed out of his blood-stained armor, took the medicine handed to him by the servant, tilted his head back and took a big gulp.

Abundant spiritual energy flowed into his lungs and limbs. Qin Chaoge let out a long sigh and felt that all the fatigue in his body had disappeared.

He had been fighting continuously for nearly a month, standing at the front of the fleet. One can imagine how great the pressure was.

However, for him, only this kind of battle can give him enough pressure, and only with pressure can there be motivation.

Now he is in the late stage of Daoyuan Realm. When the Dao is perfected, he will advance to the Venerable Realm.

To cultivate morality through war, this is his way.

"Your Highness, Miss Qinglan asks you to return to your room."

"Oh?" Qin Chaoge raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

Sister Qinglan, shouldn’t she be in the command room at this time?

Qin Chaoge frowned slightly. Although he was somewhat biased towards Qinglan, the latter did make some mistakes on the battlefield this time.

But... fortunately it's harmless, I can just give her a lecture.

Qin Chaoge walked towards the battleship cabin.

In the cabin room.

Qinglan slowly took off the armor on his body one by one.

Under the armor is a close-fitting one-piece garment that wraps around the curvy and voluptuous body.

She walked to the center of the room, turned her back to the door, and knelt down.

He then took out a long sword from the storage ring and placed it flat on his knees.

Qinglan's jade hand gently stroked the scabbard of the sword for a long time, and then she sighed softly.

She already knew this ending.

When that man came to her door, she was destined to have this outcome.

To deal with the Lu family, if you don’t have the strength to suppress everything, you can only drive the tiger to devour the wolf.

In the entire heaven, the only one qualified to be this tiger is the Qiantian Imperial Palace.

The Su family and even several other holy land clans are still a little bit short.

Only Emperor Qiantian, the domain lord, is qualified to face a clan with two emperors.

If she had refused that day, that person would definitely find another way to create a rift between the Lu family and Emperor Qiantian.

She was destined to die after knowing some things.

But she knew very well that if she cooperated, she would suffer the same fate.

Her collaboration with the other party to plot against Lu Ningfeng would inevitably be exposed in some way.

But she still chose to cooperate.

She just wanted to clear away the cobwebs in the dark for her highness.

She had indeed done it. In the process of cooperating with some spiders in the Imperial Palace, she had already located some people.

She doesn't care what happens to the Lu family.

She didn't want to care about what Lu Ningfeng's ending was.

He is the stumbling block on His Highness' road to success. If he is gone... Your Highness will surely have a smooth journey ahead and sing all the way.

The future belongs to your Highness.

only……

It’s still a bit of a pity.

Qinglan gently stroked her flat belly and sighed softly.

She really wants to give birth to a child for His Highness.

Suddenly, footsteps were heard outside the door, coming from far away, neither fast nor slow, and each step was solid and powerful.

Qinglan's heart seemed to resonate with the footsteps and began to beat rhythmically, like a drumbeat, beating in her heart.

The footsteps suddenly stopped, and Qinglan's heartbeat also stopped.

Everything around him seemed to be still.

dong dong dong.

There were several knocks on the door.

Her heart seemed to start beating again just now.

It's just... the rhythm is messed up.

"Sister Qinglan, am I coming in?"

Qin Chaoge's gentle voice came from outside the door.

"Your Highness, please come in."

Qin Chaoge pushed open the door. The light in the room was soft. The beauty was kneeling quietly on the ground with her back to him.

"Sister Qinglan, what are you doing..."

He looked at Qinglan's charming back. The tight clothes outlined her delicate body to the fullest, with her slender waist, peach back and exquisite curves. He was immediately moved.

Having just ended a fierce war, it is inevitable that I feel a little emotional when looking at this beautiful scenery.

"Your Highness, please take a seat."

Qinglan didn't look back, but just looked calmly at the chair in front of her.

Qin Chaoge raised his eyebrows, but did not refuse. He walked into the room with some anticipation, closed the door, and then sat on the chair.

I thought to myself, is Sister Qinglan planning to try something new today?

However, when he saw Qinglan's eyes filled with tears, he was stunned.

"Your Highness, please...grant me death."

Qinglan bowed down, her fair forehead touching the ground.