Monarch of Evernight: Ninety-Four Invisible Black Hands

bsp;Who is the other party?

Of course Qianye couldn't answer this question, but Song Zining pondered for a while and suddenly said: "If, I mean if, I need more powerful force, can I call Ye Tong? Her combat power It will be very helpful."

"Absolutely not." Qianye answered very simply.

Song Zining looked as usual, as if he just said something insignificant and inadvertent, "Okay, I understand, I'm just asking about a possibility."

"If you need help, just call me. Once Nighteye's identity is revealed, it will be very dangerous."

"If you attack with all your strength, you may be in danger."

"As long as you seize the opportunity and do it neatly, there shouldn't be much of a problem."

For Qianye, the most troublesome thing about taking action in the interior of the empire is that the ultimate move "Vital Plunder" cannot be used. The original spear cannot tell the camp based on the aura alone, but if you want to take action, you need to do it again and again. Consider. However, what he learned in Huangquan and Red Scorpion were stealth killing techniques. Although the battlefield style has changed now, he has not lost his ability to snipe and assassinate.

Song Zining just smiled and said: "We'll decide based on the situation. Okay, it's time for me to leave. If I stay longer, those two may become curious again."

"Are we not at the point where we can attract their attention yet?" Qianye asked strangely.

"Of course our combat power is not up to par. It's just that wherever their will reaches, an area that is isolated from perception suddenly appears, and they will naturally take a look. Since it does not involve spies, spies or other camps or Of course I won’t care about the court affairs.”

After Song Zining left, Qianye never felt the mysterious fluctuation again. It seemed that Song Zining's guess should be very close to the truth.

After Song Zining left Qianye's tent, he exhaled and reached out to press his forehead. There was nothing strange on his face, it was still as gentle as ever. Only his indifferent eyes revealed a little bit of his thoughts.

After being reminded by Qianye just now, Song Zining recovered from his abnormal anxiety and immediately thought of something deeper. There are countless schools of Tianyan in the empire, and they are rarer than high-level warriors.

The people behind the scenes planned this, and this was really too big a deal, unless they originally calculated it was Qianye and failed! You may even be aware of something and want to open a breakthrough from him.

After a peaceful night, Qianye did not practice any more and continued to comprehend and digest the memory fragments obtained from the river of blood. As he understood the inherited knowledge, his use of blood energy also improved.

Qianye’s current main focus is on how to restrain his aura and hide his blood energy. It just so happens that this part of the knowledge is also included in the inheritance. In the ancient times, it was a method used by the Vampires to approach their prey covertly in order to hunt. At the same time, it was also used to avoid powerful beasts and natural enemies.

This aspect of the secret technique from inheritance is somewhat similar to bloodline latent. After practicing to the end, you can control deeper blood energy, and even let the blood core be covered with a layer of camouflage. But on the other hand, perhaps because it is too ancient, the secret method of inheritance is not as sophisticated as bloodline lurking, and it is inferior in skill.

Comparing the two methods, Qianye feels that the inheritance of the Blood River is obviously more powerful. If even the blood core can be completely restrained, then who else can be aware of the existence of the blood energy? The latent bloodline is like a temporary method where one's own strength is insufficient, so one uses skills to make up for the deficiency.

At this stage, it seems that the effect of latent bloodline is better. But when Qianye's dark side force reaches the rank of marquis or even duke, the latent bloodline will not be enough to contain all his blood energy. And when that time comes, the secret method of inheritance will still be useful.

Qianye tried to use the secret method to converge the blood energy, but found that only the superficial blood energy was controlled and gradually converged to the depths of the blood vessels, but it could only go so far. However, if you use the ancient secret method first, and then use bloodline latent, the effect will be better than using it alone.

He thought over and over again and finally decided to only use his bloodline to lurk when meeting Zhang Boqian. It has not been a long time since the last meeting. If bloodline latent is effective, then it will be equally effective this time. However, if you use the inherited secret method rashly, your aura changes may be seen, which will lead to trouble.

The night passed like this.

At dawn the next day, the Evernight Continent was still immersed in the deep night. The desolate bugle sound had already resounded through the entire army, and the entire camp immediately woke up from its deep sleep. Then there were several more trumpet sounds of different lengths, which were the bugles summoning all the battalion commanders to go to the Chinese army's tent.

In the imperial camp, nearly a hundred off-road command vehicles drove at full speed and rushed towards the Chinese army camp. Most of these command vehicles are painted with the emblems of legions or powerful families, showing off their own glory.

There were several members of the Zhao clan who received the honor of being conferred by the Chinese Army this time, but only Qianye got on Zhao Xuanji’s command car. The others followed Youguo's bus in groups of one car. As for Zhao Jundu, he is the head of a palace and always has an independent car and bodyguards.

When boarding the car, Qianye felt several burning eyes falling on him.

Zhao Clan’s motorcade drove out of the camp and headed for the Chinese Army. Along the way, we encountered several convoys from aristocratic families or legions, and we could see the difference between them. Most of the fleets of aristocratic families are far smaller than those of the Zhao family, and some small aristocratic families and second-rate legions even only have one car. This also means that none of them are qualified to be awarded the title of Zhongjun, so only the head of the family or the commander of the army will attend the ceremony.

When the aristocratic family and the legion saw the Zhao clan’s motorcade, they all slowed down and pulled over to show courtesy.

Zhao Xuanji stroked his beard and smiled, and said: "Qianye, their courtesy is not due to my title, nor is it all a tribute to the great power of our Zhao family, but more to pay tribute to the Yanyun Zhao family's military achievements. . And their courtesy today is also part of your contribution.”

Looking out the car window, military vehicles stopped one after another to give way, and Qianye slowly felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

The majestic camp gate of the Chinese Army was right in front of us. Another convoy suddenly rushed out from a side road. Not only did it not mean to stop, it didn't even slow down as usual for a meeting. It actually accelerated in an instant, trying to Get in front of the Zhao family.

As a result, not only the Zhao clan warriors were furious, but Qianye was also displeased.

The clan emblem on that motorcade belongs to the Changping Bai family.

The position of Bai Clan has always been behind Zhao Clan, but everyone knows that they are unwilling to do so and have always tried to surpass them over the years. But looking at the young people of recent generations, there are no outstanding figures since Confession of Concubine.

Even if there is a White Dragon Armor, because of his calm nature, he is promised by the big shots that he will be able to accumulate wealth and become a late bloomer. But in the eyes of everyone in the Zhao clan, he is only comparable to Zhao Junhong, and is even less talented than Zhao Yuying, let alone catching up with geniuses like Zhao Jundu and Qianye.

The two clans of Zhao and Bai have never been harmonious in the past, and this **** battle behind the Iron Curtain has forged new enemies. Even if there is a rule that hatred should not leave the Iron Curtain, the smell of gunpowder between the two families is still getting stronger day by day.

Of course there can be no internal strife in the Sleep of Behemoths war, but the two war zones are adjacent to each other, and they have been competing for their military exploits intentionally or unintentionally. In the battle into Yongye Camp, Bai Aotu killed Julio at the last moment, which also meant to establish his power in front of Zhao Jundu, Li Kuanglan and others.

In this case, seeing that it was the White Valve team, how could the Zhao Vale be willing to give in.

The lane leading to the Chinese army is not very wide, and can barely accommodate two convoys running in parallel. The two sides were fighting for each other, and there were more and more collisions between the vehicles. They gradually lost control of their anger.

At this time, an off-road vehicle caught up and drove parallel to Zhao Xuanji's car. The window of the other party's car was lowered, revealing a kind-hearted face with half of his hair already gray. When the old man saw Zhao Xuanji, he immediately smiled more sincerely, narrowed his eyes almost to a slit, and said hello: "Brother Xuanji, long time no see."

Zhao Xuan replied calmly: "Brother Songnian, didn't we just meet at Duke Dingguo's birthday party last year?"

The greenness on Bai Songnian's face flashed away, and he laughed and said: "Really? Oh, look, I'm so old and confused that I've even forgotten about this matter. How is Brother Xuanji doing lately?"

"It's not the same as before. It's not that good if it's good, and it's not that bad if it's bad. As long as you don't get **** off by those juniors, it's good."

"Who dares to offend Brother Xuanji? Unless it's your girl Yuying, haha!" Bai Songnian laughed, and then said: "By the way, that girl Yuying is not young, right? Brother Xuanji, won’t you consider that proposal again? My dragon’s strength has improved greatly in recent years, and he is barely worthy of Yuying.”

This time it was Zhao Xuanji's turn to look dark, and he replied calmly: "Don't worry, Yuying still has a lot of future."

"The future also takes time. Yuying is a bit young after all. Don't talk about her, she is our Bai Aotu. She has grown up to this day and experienced many ups and downs. If she hadn't been lucky enough, she might have been there long ago. Fallen halfway."

Bai Songnian's words contained insinuations, showing off his whiteness once again. On the other hand, he hinted that the younger generation of geniuses in the Zhao clan might fall by the wayside, and his intentions were not unsinister.

His words also touched Zhao Xuanji's sore spot. At the beginning of the **** battle of the Iron Curtain, the Zhao family was too proud and unprepared, resulting in the loss of many direct descendants. If Zhao Jundu and Qianye hadn't shown unparalleled strength in the late stages of the **** battle, killing everyone on the side and fearing them, the young disciples of the Zhao clan would have had no idea how much they would have suffered. And Bai Vale is one of the initiators on the surface.

Zhao Xuanji's face naturally didn't look good, but he knew that Bai Songnian was deliberately irritating him, but he had no choice but to speak out.

The Zhao clan is full of talented people, and there has been more than one divine general from generation to generation, without any interruption. But it happens that the current age group of those in their thirties is slightly weaker, so there is really no one who can compete with Bai Aoyu. After all, Zhao Jundu is more than ten years younger than Bai Aobu. This gap is not so easy to make up. At least for a period of time before he was promoted to the rank of divine general, Zhao Jundu's absolute combat power may not be able to catch up with Bai Aotu.

Zhao Xuanji snorted and said slowly: "The younger generations have their own destiny, so why should we old guys worry about it in vain? Why is Brother Songnian on his way in such a hurry?"

Bai Songnian replied with a smile: "It's not just for military merit. Go grab a good seat early and see who the outstanding children of each family are. Ah, by the way, Brother Xuanji, this kid next to you is Qianye, who has become famous recently?"

Seeing Bai Songnian looking at him, Qianye bowed and said, "I'm Qianye."

Bai Songnian looked Qianye up and down, the gaze in his narrow eyes as sharp as needles, as if he wanted to penetrate him. However, Qianye had been prepared for it. The force force in his body was surging, and there was a faint ray of void conception that blocked Bai Songnian's gaze on the surface of his body, preventing him from getting any further.

PS: I am on a business trip this weekend and have a lot of things to do. The update is late. I am trying my best not to interrupt.