Monarch of Evernight: 188 is still the same as before

bsp;The floating battleship moved away at full speed, quickly leaving the burning fortress behind. In the belly of the battleship, Qianye put Song Zining down silently. The Seventh Young Master of the Song Dynasty escaped from death, but he was still in a good mood. He smiled and said: "It seems that I have a lot of luck, and there are noble people to help me wherever I go."

But Qianye did not respond to his cold joke, but slowly fell to the ground.

Song Zining didn't care at first and asked, "Are you tired now?" However, when Qianye didn't respond at all, he panicked and rushed forward, shouting: "Hey! What's wrong with you? ”

Zhao Yuying appeared behind Song Zining, held his shoulders, stopped his movements, and said, "If you keep dangling like this, he will really die."

Song Zining forced himself to calm down, let go of his hand, watched Zhao Yuying slowly help Qianye up, and then asked: "What's wrong with him?"

Zhao Yuying's face was solemn, and she was obviously uneasy. She reached out several times to touch Qianye's back, but she took it back halfway. After struggling several times, I finally lost the courage. She let out a sigh of relief and said to Song Zining: "Qianye... blocked that shot for you. Come over here and see what the injuries on his back are like!"

Song Zining suddenly felt his eyes go dark.

He then realized that in the short moment that had just passed, he had subconsciously forgotten to shoot him across the sky with the intention of taking his life. He had not even thought about where the shot went. This shot was as powerful as the sea, almost as powerful as the Marquis's full blow. How could a strong man who could shoot this shot miss?

At this moment, Song Zining was more decisive than Zhao Yuying. He gritted his teeth and slowly turned Qianye over, exposing his back.

There is a wound as big as a bowl on Qianye's vest. It doesn't look very big, but it is extremely deep, so deep that the spine can be seen, and half of the spine has been eroded!

Such an injury is not considered despair for a truly strong person. But now there was no movement from Qianye's wound, and there was no sign of flesh and blood growing, but Song Zining's heart instantly felt like it was falling into an ice cave.

He knew how powerful Qianye's body with a vampire constitution was and how powerful his recovery ability was. Under normal circumstances, for such an injury, the flesh and blood of the wound should grow and recover at a speed visible to the naked eye, but now there is no movement at all. In Song Zining's eyes, this was even more terrifying than normal human beings whose flesh and blood were blurred and constantly corroded by blood. Because this means that Qianye's body is losing its vitality.

Sure enough, the wound began to slowly seep out water-like liquid, and the exposed flesh gradually turned a strange pale color. In Song Zining's mind, this was a sign that the upper-class vampires were on the verge of death.

How could it be so easy to take a powerful blow from a high-ranking vampire count?

Seeing this, Song Zining suddenly calmed down, looked at Zhao Yuying meaningfully, then picked up Qianye, walked to a cabin next to him, and carefully put Qianye down.

Zhao Yuying followed in confusedly, not understanding what Song Zining was going to do. There was something dangerous in Song Zining's eyes just now that made her feel dangerous.

Song Zining walked outside the door, closed the cabin door with his backhand, blocking Zhao Yuying's sight, and then searched the wide belly cabin. As far as the eye could see, there were all Zhao Clan warriors. Most of them were those who fought together in the second fortress until the end. A small number of them were soldiers who had withdrawn from the first fortress and participated in the defense battle of the second fortress. .

In the cabin, most of these soldiers were wounded, lying or sitting, all silent. Even the seriously injured ones endured no groans.

Looking around, looking at these comrades who had fought **** battles together, Song Zining suddenly sighed, but still couldn't bear it, so he returned to the cabin and closed the door tightly.

Under Zhao Yuying's doubtful gaze, Song Zining rolled up the sleeve of his left hand and traced his veins with the fingers of his right hand. A deep wound immediately appeared on his left wrist, and blood spurted out!

Zhao Yuying was so shocked that she almost screamed. She stared at Song Zining's every move with her eyes widened, wondering why he behaved in such a self-harming manner. Song Zining also looked up at her at this moment, his eyes even more complicated.

A chill suddenly rose in Zhao Yuying's heart, and she felt an extremely strong sense of danger from Song Zining, even so strong that it was life-threatening!

Song Zining is actually not in good condition at the moment. He exhausted his energy in two fortress defense battles and suffered dozens of injuries, large and small. Logically speaking, Zhao Yuying could bring down Song Zining at this moment with just one finger. Even if Song Zining was in his prime, he was no match for her. But now, Zhao Yuying actually had the illusion of life and death.

Song Zining only glanced at her, then lowered his head and pointed the wrist wound at the wound on Qianye's back. Blood immediately rushed into a stream and fell on Qianye's wound. His blood was so deep red that there was a faint mist rising, exuding a refreshing smell.

Zhao Yuying was even more surprised that Song Zining’s blood was filled with the Force! He is very weak now, and this act of injecting the Force is obviously overdrawing his life.

This hot blood full of the Force was poured on Qianye's wound, and a small pool of blood immediately accumulated. After Qianye's injured flesh, which was turning pale, was soaked in blood, blood soon spread.

Song Zining's left hand stopped in the air, and blood gurgled out from the wound on his wrist like spring water, pouring on Qianye's body. The blood flow was so fast that in the blink of an eye, Song Zining's face turned pale and his lips completely lost their color.

In an instant, nearly a small basin of blood was poured into Qianye's wounds. The pale white flesh began to turn red, but the pool of blood did not become larger. All the newly injected blood It seemed that everything was absorbed by Qianye.

Qianye moved slightly, and his originally lifeless body now had a glimmer of life.

Zhao Yuying is also well-informed, and she understood what was going on at a glance. She suddenly took a breath of cold air and said in surprise: "Qianye him, him"

Song Zining raised his head and glanced at her, and said calmly: "What happened today was not what he wanted. In my eyes, Qianye will always be a human race, and will always be my Song Zining's brother."

The impact was so great that Zhao Yuying was stunned for a moment. At this moment, she finally understood why Song Zining had a strange murderous intention towards her just now. After all, the human race and the dark race are at odds with each other. Seeing the humans infected by the vampire race, the instinctive reaction of the imperial soldiers is to kill them on the spot.

If Zhao Yuying makes any move, I am afraid that Song Zining will be the one to kill him with all his strength.

Zhao Yuying is actually very smart. How can she be stupid if she can cultivate to such a level at her age? In an instant, she had roughly guessed the cause and effect.

She suddenly stretched out her hand, grabbed Song Zining's wrist, and sealed the wound on his wrist. This move was as fast as lightning, and the mighty force instantly sealed Song Zining's body, making him unable to move.

Although Song Zining was well prepared, he still couldn't avoid it. He was caught immediately, and all his preparations were aborted.

Zhao Yuying dragged Song Zining away, then stretched out her left hand, and with a slight shake, a wound opened on her wrist, and blood shot into Qianye's wound like an arrow.

The blood she released was completely different from Song Zining's. The mist rose straight up, like a cloud arrow shooting straight to the ceiling. The force inside was far richer than the top source fluid, let alone Song Zining's.

Zhao Yuying's Force cultivation is still higher than that of Song Zining, and she is recharging her energy and is at its peak. Therefore, the blood she releases contains Force power several times that of Song Zining. As soon as this blood fell into the wound, Qianye immediately felt something, and his whole body was shaken. The already dead flesh and blood fell off one after another, and new flesh and blood grew from underneath, absorbing Zhao Yuying's blood almost greedily.

Song Zining was struggling desperately, but when he saw this scene, he immediately became quiet.

The blood on Zhao Yuying's wrist was pouring out, but she didn't care at all. She turned to Song Zining and said: "In my heart, Qianye will always be the Xiaowu I hugged when I was a child. Besides, with your little skills , Do you want to fight with me too? I’ll wait until this is over and I won’t fix you properly!”

Song Zining immediately put on a bright smile and flattered her: "Sister Yuying is so wise and powerful, how can I compare to her?"

Zhao Yuying snorted, gently put down her flattery, and looked at Qianye again.

At this moment, Qianye's whole body was shaking more and more intensely, and the flesh and blood of the injured area were turning and beginning to grow. At this moment, a thumping sound suddenly sounded in the cabin, like the beating of a war drum, and Qianye's blood core began to pulse again.

After the blood core resuscitated, Qianye regained all his vitality. The large amount of blood obtained from Song Zining and Zhao Yuying immediately put him into a state of boiling blood. The flesh and blood of the injured area began to grow at an alarming rate, and even the damaged bones were being repaired.

Qianye snorted and slowly woke up.

"That's it." Song Zining signaled to Zhao Yuying, asking her to seal the wound on her wrist. In a short period of time, more than half of the blood in Zhao Yuying's body was lost. If it continued to flow away, her life would be in danger even with her strength.

Qianye opened his eyes, regained consciousness, and was surprised by the surprisingly strong boiling blood in his body. But before losing consciousness, Qianye clearly remembered that he had been fatally shot and was seriously injured. Even his blood core had lost its vitality. But what's going on now?

Qianye struggled to stand up, saw Song Zining and Zhao Yuying, saw their pale faces, and saw the wounds on their wrists, and immediately understood what had happened.

Qianye suddenly felt something rolling up and down in his throat. He wanted to say something, but couldn't.

Zhao Yuying had a serious face at this moment and said: "I don't know anything, and I don't want to hear boring questions. If you have anything to say, talk to someone else. Goodbye!"

Qianye was stunned, and just when he looked at Song Zining, the Seventh Young Master said calmly and calmly: "I am seriously injured and am exhausted both physically and mentally. I am just looking for some beauties to discuss the principles of life and the mysteries of the road. There is nothing important. Don't bother me."

After that, the two people walked out of the hatch one after another, not giving Qianye a chance to speak at all.

"You" looked at the two people's empty steps, but Qianye didn't know what to say.

PS: In this special holiday, I feel the need to refresh my presence.