Monarch of Evernight: An ordinary life in the seventies

bsp;Zhang Qishi’s ordinary life

Qianye knocked off Song Zining's hand and growled: "Of course not! If she goes to the hinterland of the empire and her identity is revealed, she won't even be able to escape. I know that being with her will be very difficult in the future. It's troublesome, but I can't watch her go back to marry that **** Son! If Yong Ye can't stand up, then I'll go to a neutral place with her, and we'll fight him to the death at worst!"

Song Zining looked at Qianye and suddenly sighed and said: "Actually, there is another piece of news that I have always been confused about. I heard that before the battle of Sleep of the Behemoth, the Queen of the Night personally issued an edict, saying If Nighteye can retrieve a piece of ancient essence, she will be free. But now she is back with you."

Qianye was stunned for a moment, thinking of the fragment of ancient essence, and even more so, the process of Ye Tong forcing him to absorb the ancient essence somewhat arbitrarily and unreasonably.

Song Zining saw the change in Qianye's expression, but did not continue the topic. Instead, he said: "This is trouble from the outside, and there is also trouble within the empire. I just got news from the expeditionary force headquarters. It seems that someone has been involved recently. Check what happened when you were serving in the Red Scorpion."

"Red Scorpion?" Qianye's eyes suddenly turned cold. The red scorpion was a wound in his heart, and it was still dripping with blood when he thought about it now.

Song Zining said: "But don't worry for the time being, the identity I prepared for you should be valid, and they can't find anything. Of course, if you really dig deep, you will always find that there is something wrong with your identity. ”

Qianye immediately had a murderous look in his eyes and said coldly: "If they really want to get to the bottom of it, they will definitely find you and me."

Song Zining gently knocked on the window sill and said: "At that time, I will have fun with them. But Qianye, you also have to think about who you have offended, and who will you ask from the military department?" Come check you out."

Qianye thought carefully for a while and realized that the only three people he really had enemies with were the Dong family, Gu Liyu and Xu Lang.

After receiving these three names, Song Zining just nodded and said nothing more.

The two stood side by side in front of the window and fell into silence for a while.

After a moment, Song Zining said slowly: "Qianye, we are brothers after all. No matter how big the trouble is, I will share it with you."

For a moment, Qianye didn't know how to answer, so he just nodded silently.

The operation lasted for more than an hour before Lu Ju opened the door and said weakly: "That's it."

In the room, Ye Tong was looking left and right in front of the mirror, with a little confusion on his face. There was a completely unfamiliar face in the mirror, which was very difficult for her to adapt to. She touched her face again, and could hardly feel the mask covering her face. What was even more amazing was that the mask actually felt tactile, no different from her own skin.

Her hair has also been dyed, and the color has changed a bit, adding some amber sheen to the black. When she turned around from the mirror, even Qianye and Song Zining were stunned. If it weren't for the fact that her breath was still the same, they would have mistaken her for another person.

Yeye Tong immediately restrained his aura and entered the bloodline latent state. All of a sudden, all the Force blood energy converged, leaving only a little energy that belonged to ordinary people. In this way, even Qianye might not be able to recognize her in person.

Lu Ju brought a basin of water and said, "Soak your face in the water and you can take off the mask."

Yeye Tong immersed her face in the water as instructed. After a while, a layer of skin floated down from her face and slowly separated from her cheek. Under this mask, there are more than ten tentacles as thin as hair, floating in the water basin like exotic jellyfish.

Nighteye then picked up the mask and put it on his face again.

The tentacles under the mask slowly penetrated into her skin, and her face gradually became clearer from distortion. The whole process was quite magical. After listening to Lu Ju's explanation, what really surprised Qianye was that the tentacles of the mask could actually penetrate Ye Tong's skin, thus providing various sensations of real skin. You must know that Ye Tong's body is only slightly less powerful than Qianye, but Lu Ju had to use a golden needle like a carving knife to cut open her fingertips and get a drop of blood out.

When Lu Ju was cultivating the mask, Ye Tong's blood had been incorporated into it, so it could be recognized by Ye Tong's body as the same bloodline and allow it to enter smoothly. Based on this alone, Lu Ju is worthy of the title of master, and the price Song Zining paid for letting him take action can be imagined.

Lu Ju circled Ye Tong several times, clicking his tongue and saying repeatedly: "Perfect, really perfect! This is the pinnacle of my life! From now on, who else can make the mask made by me, Lu Ju?" See through? ”

Qianye approached Song Zining and whispered: "Master Lu, doesn't he make masks specifically for the vampires?"

Song Zining replied softly: "You are right, he is best at making masks for vampires, which is far better than those for humans and demons."

Qianye looked at Lu Ju with a complicated mood. Lu Ju makes masks for the vampires. Needless to say, the biggest purpose is to allow them to sneak into the empire. If you kill this guy, you can cut off the channels for many vampires to sneak into the empire. But he had just made a mask for Nighteye, but how to start?

Song Zining seemed to understand Qianye's thoughts and said: "There are many such people, and if you kill one, another one will always appear. Besides, Master Lu is willing to help this time, which is also a kindness to you and me. Qianye, I see You have been fighting too much recently and your mind is no longer clear."

Lu Ju packed up his tools and walked out carrying an old suitcase. Song Zining immediately said with a smile: "Master Lu, I have prepared an airship for you in Heiliu City, and it can be set off immediately. When you arrive at Crossland, there will naturally be someone there to pick you up. Everything has been arranged, so you can Don’t worry!”

Lu Ju nodded, with a smile on his fat face, and said: "The arrangement of the Seventh Young Master is naturally good, haha, haha!"

Song Zining personally opened the door for Lu Ju and said: "Master Lu, please!"

Lu Ju did not move, but said respectfully: "No! Your Highness please come first!"

Yetong has long been accustomed to going first, but this time he did not move. Instead, he stood next to Qianye and let him go first. While Qianye was still looking around, Ye Tong pushed him gently on his back and pushed him out, and then he quickly followed.

Lu Ju was stunned, and it took him a long time to recover. From the beginning to the end, he had no impression of Qianye, but he did not expect that the supreme vampire princess in his mind would be completely dominated by him.

Everyone got on the off-road vehicles and returned to Heiliu.

After returning successfully, Lu Ju was naturally arranged by Song Zining to board the aerostat and go across the mainland. And Ye Tong followed Qianye all the way back home.

The place where Qianye lived was originally very simple, just an ordinary room next to the Dark Fire Headquarters, and the furnishings and facilities inside were quite simple. Qianye has been fighting outside all year round. In recent years, he has only spent a handful of time living in Black Current City. So I don't care about the quality of my stay.

However, Song Zining obviously did not have this style. Just a few days after he came back early, he had ordered someone to clean up a small quiet building for Qianye to live in. There are several big trees next to the small building, which shade the courtyard and the small building. There is a small pool in the courtyard, which adds a bit of poetry.

Push open the door and you will see a spacious living room. A fire is already burning in the furnace. The top-grade smokeless black stone is spitting out a faint flame, making the room warm and bright, but without any odor.

A circle of sofas is placed in the center of the living room, with a thick carpet in the middle, and fruits and a few books placed on the low table.

As soon as you enter the door, a strong and warm atmosphere of life hits your face. It is obvious that Song Zining put a lot of thought into the decoration.

A complete set of kitchen utensils has been placed in the kitchen, and the cabinets are full of ingredients. Ye Tong's eyes lit up, and even Qianye couldn't help but want to show off his skills.

It was already dinner time, and Ye Tong immediately said: "Let me cook!"

"Together." Qianye smiled.

The two of them changed out of their combat uniforms and started cooking together. They talked about interesting things in their lives and laughed from time to time.

Yeye Tong is good at using two swords, but he feels awkward holding a kitchen knife in his hand. The big fish in his left hand was even more slippery, and it was simply more difficult to deal with than the most terrifying enemy in his life. Ye Tong cut the fish into pieces and almost hurt his hand. However, her hand was actually much stronger than the kitchen knife. This cut only left a white scratch on her hand, but the kitchen knife almost broke.

Qianye watched from the side and couldn't help laughing. He took the kitchen knife from Ye Tong's hand and picked up a piece of fish. In Qianye's hand, the kitchen knife suddenly seemed to have spirituality, flying up and down the fish body, and pieces of fish meat as thin as paper fell like snowflakes and piled on the plate. In the end, Qianye only had a bare fish bone left in his hand.

Yeye Tong was stunned.

Qianye smiled and hit her on the head, saying, "What's wrong?"

After all, Ye Tong is still a girl at heart, and there is excitement and expectation on her face, and she asks: "Can you cook?"

"Have you forgotten the place where we first met?"

Yeye Tong said without hesitation: "A bar that is as shabby as possible, and the taste is bad, what's wrong?"

Qianye couldn't laugh or cry, and tapped Ye Tong on the head again, saying, "That's the bar I opened. Besides, what does it mean to have bad taste?!"

"It just sucks!"

While the two were laughing, dinner was ready, a few imperial-style side dishes and a bowl of clear soup. Qianye took out another bottle of wine and each poured a glass.

The two sat down opposite each other, smiled at each other, and started eating with their chopsticks. A table of food was wiped out in the blink of an eye. Ye Tong was still interested and looked at Qianye eagerly. Finally, Qianye raised his hands in surrender and ran to the kitchen to cook a few more dishes before feeding her.

After eating and drinking, Ye Tong buried himself on the sofa contentedly and kicked Qianye into the kitchen to wash the dishes.

After a while, Qianye cleaned everything up and then walked into the living room. He saw Ye Tong leaning on the sofa, holding a book in his arms.

Since coming back, Qianye has not noticed what books are on the coffee table, so he walked behind the sofa, leaned over and asked, "What are you reading?"

Yetong did not answer, but turned his face, hooked Qianye's neck with his backhand, pulled him down, and kissed him.

This time, it was like throwing a torch into the arsenal, detonating the entire living room in the blink of an eye.

Qianye could no longer suppress the emotions that had been suppressed by various worries for many days, so he lifted up Ye Tong. Ye Tong took advantage of the situation and turned over in the air, wrapping his legs around Qian Ye's waist. Qianye deployed his invincible movement skills, reached the bedroom upstairs in a few steps, and slammed her down on the bed!

The night breeze still made me feel chilly, but the small building was spitting out fire from the window.

PS: What should I order? There are too many things to do with PS recently, and for a while, I don’t know what to PS anymore.