Monarch of Evernight: Farewell at 120

bsp;Qianye thought for a moment and said calmly: "This is it."

"But..." Song Hu looked at Qianye's expression, gave up his protest, and said helplessly: "Then I will make a defense plan first."

After Song Hu left, Qianye thought for a while and sighed a little heavily. The current Seventh Division is not just a plate of loose sand, but at least half a plate of gravel. Wei Bainian didn't even bring his personal guards. Even with the support of the Wei family, it would be impossible to transport troops and supplies from several continents away.

Wei Potian was young and energetic, and his methods were ruthless. After Wu Zhengnan's death, there were several **** conflicts in Heiliu City. He was ruthless and almost killed all Wu Zhengnan's relatives and confidants. As a result, many veterans no longer dared to show their faces, and they all fled to nearby territories. Today's 7th Division is afraid that it will have to recruit half of its troops before it can re-establish its structure.

Therefore, if this defense zone is really encountered by the dark race army, not to mention the two small towns, not even Blackstream City may be able to defend it.

Later that night, Song Hu once again told another person about the defense of the mercenary group.

After hearing Qianye’s reaction, Song Zining, who had just returned after being away for many days, couldn’t help laughing and said: “Actually, there is another possibility, that is, those two small towns are only used as outposts and do not have to be defended. Strategic node. Once the war begins, the dark race’s forces will shrink their front and withdraw their defenses inland. ”

Song Hu looked calm and not at all uncomfortable. With his ability, it was certainly not unexpected, but he just said selective words.

Song Zining added: "Uncle Tiger, there are some things that you don't need to do too deliberately. My friend is a simple but not simple person. For him, roundabout and obscure methods are not so effective most of the time. 1 I'll thank you for the trouble. You don't have to report anything to me anymore."

"I am willing to live up to my destiny."

This was also Wei Potian's last night in Yongye Continent. He took Qianye out and walked around the streets of Heiliu City a few times. He found a noisy and inconspicuous tavern and prepared to spend time together there. Get drunk.

At the beginning, Qianye and Wei Potian were just drinking, and no one spoke. In the blink of an eye, two or four bottles of spirits were consumed by each person.

Qianye's eyes were a little confused. He had been like this since the second drink, and he was still like this after finishing two bottles. But Wei Potian's drinking capacity was particularly good tonight, his eyes were as bright as cold stars, and he was not drunk at all.

Wei Potian suddenly sighed and said gloomily: "Xiaoye, tell me, why are there so many things in this world that you can't do according to your own ideas?"

"Because you... are different from me. You are the heir, so naturally there are many things you cannot help but do."

"Damn, what's the point of being such a prince?" Wei Potian was a little irritated, pounded the table hard, and drank the wine in the glass.

"How can it be boring? You can do whatever you want, whether it's good or not, that's all. But if it's for the people around you, for the Wei family in the Far East, then you have to go on, and You have to be good until you take over the position of clan leader, and then carry your Wei family forward. You know the meaning of the title of Crown Prince better than I do. With great power comes greater responsibility."

Wei Potian suddenly began to think and pondered: "So, the more resources you have, the more you can do what you want to do?"

"That's right. If you were not the prince, how could we possibly bring down Wu Zhengnan? He must still be sitting well in the position of division commander."

Wei Potian nodded and said: "I know, it's the same as what General Bai Longjia said! Do you know, the night you saved me in Dark Blood City, General Bai said, if you don't have the authority, If you want to confirm it, then any statement is just a rumor. At that time, I could only kill a few cowards below the rank of major, but now I can deal with the school officers."

Qianye was slightly startled, a glimmer of light flashed in his hazy eyes, but in the end he did not answer.

Wei Potian became excited, patted Qianye on the shoulder, and said proudly: "Okay! I will work hard in this position. The head of the Wei family and Bowang Hou are not the end. I will do whatever it takes. An imperial marshal Dangdang!”

Qianye smiled and said, "This is a good goal."

"What about you, what are your plans? Alas, if you hadn't been in this situation and followed me back to Qinlu, any major army could have become a school officer!" When Wei Potian said this, he suddenly realized that he had made a mistake and immediately shut up. Mouth, he had not said a word about it since Song Zining burned the remains of Wu Zhengnan that night.

Qianye didn't take it seriously, drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and said with a smile: "I'm pretty good now."

Wei Potian scratched his head habitually and said: "That's what I say, but it's always a trouble. With your character..."

Qianye couldn't help but laugh and said: "With my personality, I am not the kind of person who is patient and reasonable when someone is looking for trouble. You should worry more about yourself!"

Wei Potian looked at Qianye carefully and said slowly: "You have changed."

Qianye sighed and said: "When I saw that the people rushing up to me in that small town were all expeditionary force soldiers, all humans... I changed a lot of my ideas. ”

Wei Potian immediately seemed more relaxed, filled up all the empty glasses for the two of them, and said with a smile: "I'm always worried that you will suffer a loss in the future, but now that I hear you say that, I feel relieved!"

Qianye drank another full glass, glanced at him, and said, "You're the only one to talk to me!"

"I'm not like you..." Wei Potian thought hard and finally found a suitable word: "pedantic!"

In response to this comment, Qianye opened his mouth but said nothing. It was a very new term.

Wei Potian said again: "I have been taught since I was a child that the Wei family is first and I am second. If anyone blocks my way, no matter who the guy is or what righteousness he upholds, he will be kicked. Come on, you better step on it again!”

"So direct!" Qianye was a little stunned when he heard this. He never expected that a wealthy family would educate their heirs in this way.

"Of course I didn't say it so explicitly, but that's what I thought it meant." At this point, Wei Potian filled the glass again, only to find that the bottle was empty again.

Looking at the noisy crowds, shabby environment, and empty wine bottles around him, Wei Potian suddenly felt emotional for some reason, and whispered: "Xiaoye, we are separated this time, I don't know when we will see each other again. But I think it is impossible to find a brother like you again. You and I both have our own ideas, but this world is so **** bad! Only by holding the whole world in our hands can we make this happen. The world will continue according to our ideas, so Xiaoye, let’s work together to stand on top of the world and hold all the continents in our hands!”

"What a big ambition." Qianye laughed.

"How big your heart is, how big the world it can accommodate!" Prince Wei was still so heroic.

Qianye did not speak, but some kind of flame gradually began to burn in his eyes. The full glass of strong wine was turning into a stream of fire, rolling into his throat, sinking into the abyss, and then rising into flames!

When the two of them walked out of the tavern, it was dark and the moon was in the sky.

Blackstream City is still bustling with activity. Mercenaries, adventurers and hunters are pouring gold, silver and copper coins earned at the risk of their lives on liquor and women without any heartache.

In these precarious days, no one is sure that they will be able to see the dawn of tomorrow.

The war is approaching, and the news has already spread among the upper class, while the people at the bottom also have their own ways of getting clues. For example, they saw groups of wealthy people evacuating in a hurry, the prices of food and weapons rising quietly, large numbers of troops starting to mobilize, and the usually domineering and rampaging nobles. The disciples disappeared quietly.

Yong Ye is the bottom of the entire empire, and those who live at the bottom of Yong Ye have no ability or opportunity to leave. They can only stay and leave their fate to God.

Looking at the city immersed in the last carnival, Wei Potian and Qianye were silent.

Finally, Wei Potian whispered: "I'm leaving."

"Take care."

"Don't forget the agreement we just made!"

Seeing Qianye finally nodding, Wei Potian grinned, laughed silently, and then said: "That's good, we must live to see you again! When we see you again, be careful not to be crushed by my Qianzhong Mountain!"

Qianye never flinches from this kind of challenge, and sneered: "It won't be a problem to smash your turtle shell if we meet again a few times! I said, you should worry about yourself!"

As he said that, Qianye slightly released his force aura, and in Wei Potian's almost bulging eyes, six force nodes lit up one by one, almost blinding his eyes!

"You...why are you at Level 6!"

Qianye smiled, "It was just an accident."

"But, you are actually at level six?" Wei Potian scratched his head hard, he really couldn't imagine the outcome of fighting Qianye again. But then he laughed happily and said: "That's not bad. At least I can leave with peace of mind. Those guys are not top-notch. If they want to mess with you, they will probably get a big surprise."

Wei Potian opened his arms, hugged Qianye heavily, and prepared to leave.

As soon as he turned around, he suddenly felt something in his heart and looked up to the side.

At the top of a building not far away, Song Zining appeared there without knowing when. He stood on the highest ridge, but he stood firmly. At this moment, the thick lead-colored clouds in the night sky moved away, and a handful of cold moonlight fell on Song Zining, as if coating him with a cold glow, and there seemed to be a faint cloud smoke rising.

Such a gorgeous and elegant scenery, however, was extremely dazzling in Wei Potian's eyes. He immediately glared at Song Zining, wouldn't this scoundrel have gone back to the upper continent long ago? Why did he appear at this moment and stand so tall so coquettishly that he was not afraid of falling and breaking his neck?

Song Zining smiled and waved to Qianye, and then when his eyes turned to Wei Potian, all the smiles on his face had been replaced by sneers, and his lips were slightly parted. Judging from the shape of his mouth, he was clearly saying the catchphrase he directed at Wei Potian, "idiot".

Wei Potian was much more direct. He spat on the ground and disdained to talk to such a person.

Song Zining didn't stay long, turned around and left, drifting away under the moonlight. It was time for Wei Potian to say goodbye. He had already said everything he needed to say, so he just waved his hand and left in the night. However, he didn't care which side was the city lord's palace. He just walked in the opposite direction to Song Zining, one facing east and the other west, making it clear that he would not go all the way even if he was killed.

Qianye laughed dumbly when he saw the behavior of his two friends. He knew that Wei Potian would leave Yongye sooner or later, and Prince Bowang's world was no longer on this abandoned land. The appearance of Song Zining was a surprise. The whereabouts of Song Seventh Young Master had always been a mystery. The last time he said that he would help Qianye fill in the missing pieces of the Yin family's identity, it was already a farewell. He didn't want to leave Yongye Continent yet.

In the blink of an eye, Qianye found that he was the only one still standing there.

But that night, there was suddenly a wind, and the wind was as cold as a knife.

In the deep cold night, with this humble Black River City as the starting point, the three of them embarked on different paths to explore their own world.

Perhaps many years later, when they return to their hometown and reunite, they will be able to hold up their own sky. Or maybe someone will stay on the road forever, just sending a handful of memories to their friends.

This is the world in the war years. Every separation may last forever, and caring is actually a luxury, because most people are powerless most of the time.

Volume Three: My Heart Is Complete

Volume 4 Preview: The Endless War

ps: The name of the new alliance leader is really unbearable. Are you okay, Nan?