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For example, the Five Thunder Arts. As long as he chanted it, the thunder god would immediately descend and destroy that hole in Mo Yang?

Meanwhile, the 'Little Fairy' that elder brother spoke of really seemed to have immortal energy. Looking at the strange things that were being muttered from her mouth, it was as if she was chanting an incantation.

Wenren Xiao desperately tried to get closer to Ling Tian Qing to get some Immortal Qi.

Ling Qing was making her final calculations. She wanted to find the best blasting point to ensure that this impregnable white stone dam could be destroyed.

"Brother Mo Yang, I made a slight error just now. Can you move three meters to the left?" Ling Qing bit his brush and asked the sweating Mo Yang embarrassedly.

"Yes." Mo Yang gritted his teeth and looked at his sword. Could he eat three bowls of rice before doing hard work?

"Aiya, big brother Mo Yang, I did not calculate wrongly. You don't need to dig this hole, continue digging here …" Ling Tian began to calculate once more, biting his brush as he mumbled, "Just tell me how could I be wrong? It can't be wrong. I'm so amazing, how could I be wrong …"

Wenren Xiaozui looked at her with admiration.

Mo Yang leapt out of the pit, sweat dripping from his face. He was on the verge of tears. "Empress, this shouldn't be wrong, right?"

"It can't be, it can't be. I've never made a mistake on something like this. It was just a misunderstanding." Ling Qing scratched his head as he smiled embarrassedly.

The sound of a sword hitting against a white rock resounded. It could be seen how angry a certain someone was.

"You sure are motivated, big brother." Bi Yun praised her master as she held an umbrella.

"He has already dug two pits, but he still has so much energy. Do you think he will be able to clear this place by himself before the flood breaks out?" Ling Tianqing rubbed her chin, as if she was talking to herself.

"Empress, this subordinate cannot. May Empress still place the explosives." A figure jumped out from the hole. Mo Yang was sweating profusely as he spoke while kneeling on the ground.

He had dug five meters on one side and two meters on the other, and he was on the verge of death. The Queen wanted him to break through the hard white stone dam, and he was not a god.

"Isn't that amazing?" Wenren Xiao could no longer hold it in and asked.

"Of course." Ling Qing was still muttering to the draft paper.

"How powerful is it?" Wenren Xiao was very curious.

It had to be known that the White Mountain Stone was extremely hard. For a small piece of white stone, even the most powerful expert would find it difficult to split it apart, let alone such a long and thick dam.

The prisons in the imperial court were made of white stone. No matter who entered, they couldn't do anything about it.

"It can blow up the entire dike." Ling Tian thought for a while before replying.

"Liar, the toughness of the white stone is indestructible." Wenren Xiao couldn't believe it.

The imperial guard was a first-class expert. He had a treasured sword that could cut through iron like mud. He had spent an entire morning before he was able to open such a big hole.

"You don't understand. Give me a fulcrum, I can pry up the entire Earth." It was rare for Ling Tian to stop her from doing so, because the principle was too complicated to explain, so she was afraid that she could not understand.

"Know what?" Wenren Xiaoke asked tirelessly.

Ling Xuejian had always been looking down from the top of the city gate tower.

This was originally a rich city filled with fish and prawns. With a large population, it was once one of the most fertile granaries in the imperial court.

However, due to the continuous torrential rain, mountain torrents, and rising rivers, the entire city no longer had its usual prosperity. Instead, it was filled with homeless and injured people who were crying in the rain.

If this city could not be preserved, not only would the citizens suffer heavy casualties, but it would also affect the food supply. Within three years, even if a new city was built, the effect would not be eliminated.

He closed his eyes. He was the king. He could pacify people, but he could not stop the natural disaster.

Could it be that the Crimson Horse Red Goat was really his doom?

The Ling family had existed for a thousand years, and there were many disturbances in the middle. There were eight kings fighting for power, but no matter how they fought, in the end, all of them were seized by those surnamed Ling.

He could not allow such a calamity to come to an end in his hands.

Walking down the city, Ling Xuanxuan met up with the white stone embankment and slowly walked forward. Su Qi Huan and Wenren Wu-Shuang accompanied them. Facing the gloomy atmosphere in the sky, neither of them dared to speak.

"Do you believe her?" Ling Jin suddenly asked, with his hands behind his back.

"Subordinate's letter."

"I do."

Su Qi Huan and Wenren Chuchu spoke at the same time.

Even if Su Qi Huan didn't believe it, he had no choice but to believe it. After all, that was his little sister on the surface, so he had to believe it unconditionally.

This was because she was a little fairy, a little fairy who could conjure anything.

And while Ling Xuanxuan seemed to believe him, he had left a path for retreat.

As a sovereign, he did not dare to and could not completely trust a little girl whose identity was unknown. Therefore, he still guarded the dike strictly and prepared to move the population in large numbers to prepare for the worst.

The embankment was ten li long, and if it wasn't for the torrential rain, the scenery here would have been beautiful.

From afar, Ling Jingjing saw the petite girl commanding something under the lotus root umbrella.

Compared to Bi Yun, Bi Yao, and Xiao Ke, she was as petite as a child.

The women of Sky Dynasty were all 14 years old, and their average height was around 1.65 meters. As for her, she was no taller than 1.6 meters, and her frame was thin.

It was difficult to imagine that such a young girl could withstand such a terrifying flood.

In addition, she only needed ten soldiers to borrow Mo Yang's hands for a moment before she had the confidence to cut off the flood.

"Mo Yang, send me down." Ling Tian was worried about the explosives being planted in the cave, as it was still raining cats and dogs. Even though there was a canopy on top of the cave, the five meter deep cave was already filled with rainwater.

Also, the stability of the explosives worried her.

Although she had researched more stable materials to make explosives, it did not mean that she was 100% safe.

Putting on the bamboo pole, Ling Qing held a piece of metal and continued to lay down formulas in the cave, repeatedly asking for confirmation.

This was her first time doing such a big project, so she was naturally very nervous, afraid that there would be some mistake.

The seriousness of a scientist was undoubtedly reflected in her. If she hadn't transmigrated, she might one day become a world-famous scientist who was blessed by mankind.

However, to have the opportunity to benefit the hundreds of thousands of people in the city was also a merit.

Not sure... If she was successful, she could teleport back.

Ling Chen walked to the side of the cave and looked at Ling Tianqing, who was dressed in a blue waiter's uniform. She had been busy the whole morning, and even though Bi Yao and Bi Yun had been extremely careful and protected her from the rain, her clothes were still wet.

The lead wire was made from a kind of hollow vine. It was flexible, but also waterproof. It could kill two birds with one stone.

Ling Tian Qing carefully laid the lead wire, carefully checking every section to ensure that there were no mutes.

Just like dissecting a molecule, Ling Qing's every movement was filled with scientific rigor and precision.

At this moment, every one of her movements was filled with a sense of childishness and fatness. It was completely beyond her gender, and even more so than what these people knew of the world.

No one had ever seen such a magical attendant. The soldiers only knew that this imperial concubine came from an impressive background, and that if he was not a reincarnated spirit child, he was a master with profound Tao techniques.

The rain had abated a little, but the clouds were even lower.

Ling Tian Qing knew that in a short while, there would be an even bigger storm.

It was a pity that there weren't any advanced machines, or she could predict how heavy the rain would be and see how long the typhoon would take to land on the coast.

She began to worry that the towns along the coast must have suffered worse casualties.

Tens of thousands of people could be killed by a single tsunami, and in such a backward place, with no traffic and no information available, the number of casualties was far less than the truth.

Ling Qing's brows were covered with a faint layer of worry, without the usual lively spirits.

She looked up and saw Ling Jing standing there.

If Ignition Now... He was definitely going to die.

The surrounding people, Su Qi Huan, Lord Grim, Little Ke, Mo Yang, and Bi Yao also couldn't escape such a huge explosive force.

Including her …

Ling Qing's heart skipped a beat as his chest began to twitch … he had only thought of suicide bombings, but the Scarlet Face Pill had actually been poisoned.

Ling Tian Qing then lowered his head as he held the piece of metal in his hand, afraid that Tyrant would see through him.

The iron plate had cut through his palm, and the pain in his hand was incomparable to the pain in his nerves.

This Beauty Pellet must be an outdated poison!

Normally, thinking of the word "die" would cause his heart to ache, but now, it was becoming more and more intense.

Today, she had only thought that if she detonated the bomb, she would also perish. She had never thought that she would actually detonate the bomb, and it had turned out to be so poisonous.

Clenching his fists tightly, Ling Tian Qing silently thought to himself, "I don't want to die, I don't want to die …"

Seeing that she seemed to be deep in thought, his sharp eyes suddenly flashed with a bloody light.

What was that girl thinking?

The piece of metal cut her hand and dripped from her jade-white fingers.

He jumped down, grabbed her wrist, and snapped, "What are you doing?"

"I... "He might have caught a cold …" Ling Tian Qing cried out in grief from the bottom of his heart. Indeed, even the slightest movement could not escape the eyes of this man.

Her face was deathly pale, as white as a piece of white stone.

"Let's go up." Ling Jin's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he firmly grabbed her waist.

"Wait a moment …" "There's still one more thing …" Ling Tian Qing took a deep breath, letting the excruciating pain go away.

Ling Jin saw that she ignored her blood-stained fingers, and stared at the strange symbols on the paper as she spoke in a low voice.

He really wanted to bring her up, but … Seeing her strict expression, and thinking about the tens of thousands of citizens in the city, she finally managed to hold it in.

Try to maintain a clear head, calculate the safest distance, in the direction of the wind, ready to ignite the blasting point.

"Mo Yang, after igniting it, you must return to where I am standing within fifteen seconds." Ling Tian Qing's face was pale, her injured hand was being carefully wrapped by Bi Yao as she said worriedly to Mo Yang.