Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

The group of sculptures called Brave Love is modeled on Yang Fei and Helen.

The handsome Knight, holding the beautiful Princess, either dancing gracefully, galloping wildly, gazing affectionately, or having a drink among the flowers...

Each sculpture is filled with the aura of love, the handsome men and beautiful women are extremely sweet.

The only constant is Yang Fei's characteristic mischievous smile, playful yet deeply affectionate.

At this moment, Helen and Yang Fei are standing hand in hand, gazing at the white jade carvings.

Helen's eyes are red, apparently just cried.

She looks at Yang Fei's handsome face with a dazed expression.

"Jack, can't you not leave?"

Yang Fei strokes her golden long hair, gently holding her waist.

"I have my own country, my people that I must protect, I'm sorry."

Helen presses a finger to Yang Fei's lips.

"Never say sorry to me; your appearance is already God's immense mercy."

"Otherwise, I would just be a white bone on Greenworth's border."

Yang Fei smiles slightly: "How could that be? You are Her Majesty the Empress, destined by fate."

"Even if I hadn't appeared, someone else would have."

Helen's eyes well up with tears.

"But you did appear and made me fall in love with you, which is the greatest blessing and gift from God."

Yang Fei nods, holding Helen tightly, with reluctance to part.

Helen glances at her lower belly and suddenly smiles.

"The seed of love has already sprouted in my belly."

"Jack, next time you come to Greenworth, I might give you a big surprise."

Yang Fei is shocked, staring blankly at Helen.

He suddenly realizes, shouting loudly.

"You... you mean you have my child?"

Helen is startled, quickly covering his mouth, feeling a mix of shyness and reproach.

"Why are you speaking so loudly, aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"

Yang Fei never imagined he would unexpectedly become a father like this.

This vagabond amidst the flowers suddenly has the feeling of home for the first time.

The immense happiness makes Yang Fei feel somewhat dizzy.

He cannot help but squat down, listening to Helen's belly, carefully like a child.

"Is he... is he okay inside? Let me hear his voice."

Helen purses her lips and smiles, giving him a reproachful look.

"It's only just sprouted, not so fast."

Yang Fei feels a wonderful connection mysteriously growing within his heart, the happiness and stability almost overflowing.

Helen gently caresses his head, looking at this man brimming with childlike excitement, her heart full of tender love.

"Jack, I hope he's a boy, one who can lead the Greenfield Commonwealth in the future, I know he will be a wise and compassionate Monarch."

Yang Fei laughs, helping Helen sit on a chair, looking smug.

"Of course, my son can't be bad, can he?"

Helen looks at his boastful manner and can't help but burst into laughter.

"How do you know it's a son? What if it's a daughter?"

Yang Fei is overjoyed, his heart fills with joy.

"If it's a little Princess, that's even better. I love daughters."

Helen blushes, feeling very happy in her heart.

Once, Yang Fei had a dream to spread seeds of love around the world.

He didn't expect to accidentally accomplish it here, feeling infinite emotion.

Helen rests her cheek against his chest, feeling reluctant yet somewhat resentful.

"But, if the child asks about their father in the future, how should I answer?"

Yang Fei takes out an iron ring and hands it to Helen.

"This is the symbol of the leader of Dragon Island. If you and the child have any problems in the future, you can use this iron ring to seek help at any Dragon King Hall branch worldwide."

Helen hears the words Dragon Island and Dragon King Hall for the first time, slightly surprised.

"What kind of organization is that?"

Yang Fei laughs heartily: "In this world, many powerful underground forces are entrenched."

"They possess the strongest force, technological levels, and wealth rivaling nations, and Dragon Island is one of them."

At this point, he gently strokes Helen's beautiful hair.

"You know the Mysterious Country, don't you? Behind the powerful Mysterious Country is the Underworld giant, the Skull Society."

"It is the Skull Society that created and controls Mysterious Country, even the president is appointed by the Skull Society."

Helen is shocked: "Really? That's too scary."

Yang Fei confidently waves his hand: "Your husband, I am the big boss of Dragon Island."

"And I believe Dragon Island will also, like the Skull Society, possess endless wealth and control countless elite scientists."

"You rule Greenfield, Dragon Island, and I will be your support."

Helen smiles charmingly, her unease and sorrow of separation instantly eased significantly.

"Good, I just like to lean on you."

"In front of you, I am not the imposing Empress, just a delicate woman, like a twining plant."

Yang Fei dominantly rests her head on his chest.

"Please believe me, I won't stay away from you, nor will I abandon you."

Helen's heart relaxes completely, obediently nodding.

In the next two days, Helen granted titles to the Changfeng Team Members in the name of Greenfield's Imperial Family, with each person having their own territory.

This means the twelve Changfeng Team Members have become nobility in Greenworth.

Even if they do nothing in the future, they can retire in this country.

Of course, this reward is just the Empress's goodwill.

Every Changfeng Team Member, through one bloody battle after another, has closely linked their concerns and fortunes with Huaxia.

In life, there is always belief that needs to be protected.

And Huaxia is the irreplaceable destination for every Changfeng Team Member.

This noble sentiment is possessed only by soldiers with strong wills.

And this sense of duty to defend the land is forged through wars of blood and fire.

Three days later, Yang Fei led the Changfeng Squad to bid farewell to Helen, returning to Dragon Island.

Not seen for a few months, Ye's spirit has improved a lot.

His strong self-healing ability restored him from the brink of death.

Especially delightfully, after this test of life and death, Ye's Martial Arts Realm has progressed, breaking through the earthly Gang Strength.

The path of the Martial Artist is to defy fate, to follow means becoming ordinary, to defy means transcending into holiness, breaking through oneself.

Each contest between life and death is a good opportunity to surpass oneself.

Just like a novice soldier on the battlefield, after experiencing wars of blood and fire, often becomes a stronger veteran.

Ye, with Yan Wuxin and over a dozen Dragon Island leaders, welcomes Yang Fei and the Changfeng Squad into Dragon Island.

Ye's smile remains shy yet sunny.

However, the aura he exudes is now mysterious and elusive, even Yang Fei finds it difficult to grasp.

Yang Fei punches Ye's chest.

"Many days no see, you kid secretly broke through again, congratulations."

Ye quietly looks at Yang Fei, feeling that Yang Fei is more profound and inscrutable, smiling slightly.

"Leader, it's hard to imagine you actually broke through again."

Yang Fei proudly.

"Of course, think about it, what demeanor and style does Brother have, you broke through, could I not have progressed?"