Monarch of Evernight: Fifty-five counterattack

bsp;Zhao Junhong became even more angry and asked: "What do you think?"

Another guard next to him hurriedly came out to smooth things over and said: "Although that kid is not of a high level, his reactions are very quick. He should be a veteran with rich experience in mountain warfare. So even if we want to chase, there will probably be no results. So. Look, it’s better to focus on gaining points.”

Zhao Junhong did not answer immediately, but recalled the man's reaction after being suddenly attacked in his mind. Thinking about it carefully at this time, the opponent's dodge movements are weird and unpredictable, his judgment of the crisis is extremely accurate, and his tactics are just right. Even if Zhao Junhong takes action himself, he may not be able to lock him. Such an opponent will be very difficult to deal with in complex mountainous terrain, and the high and low levels are not very important.

Thinking of this, Zhao Junhong's face turned ugly, but then he returned to normal and asked: "Whose family does that kid belong to?"

A guard said: "Looking at the clothes, he is from the Yin family's hunting team." He hesitated, "However, I seem to have seen this face at the dinner of the Duke of Wei. Well, it seems that it was Qi's face at that time. Miss Qi's female companion?" At this point, he himself was a little confused. The boy just now was definitely not a woman.

Zhao Junhong thought for a while, but had no clue. He did see a girl wearing the same dress as her next to Qiqi at the night banquet, but he didn't pay attention to her appearance at all.

Zhao Junhong couldn't help but exclaimed, "That girl Qiqi! I don't know what she is playing!"

"Keep moving forward." Zhao Junhong quickly put the matter behind him and threw the silver force gun to the guard. He doesn't take a mere fifth-level soldier in his eyes. If the opponent is smart enough, he should stay far away from his hunting range next time. Anyway, on his list of Second Young Master Zhao, the ones who cannot be killed are those from powerful families. There are only about twenty direct disciples. This kid somehow ran into his shooting range, so he killed him.

Zhao Junhong's hunting team dispersed far away, leaving only two guards beside them. The entire team moved forward in an S shape, intending to catch all the prey on the way.

The gunshots roared from time to time, and armored bull beasts, black tigers, earth dragons, and spiny bears fell down in response. Zhao Clan's score also increased rapidly, and the gap between him and his opponents was widening. The Zhao family is worthy of being a top-notch family, with excellent equipment. Everyone uses physical force-filled bombs, which can greatly reduce the force consumption and extend the endurance of combat power.

After a force gun roared, a scream suddenly sounded in the distance! Not long after, there was another gunshot, and the shouting suddenly stopped.

Zhao Junhong raised his eyebrows, and the guards around him rushed towards the direction where the screams came from. He rushed back after a while and said, "Ajiang saw a nobleman sneaking around nearby, so he shot him dead. ."

Zhao Junhong snorted and said, "Let him clean up and leave no traces. It's just a spring hunt. If there are too many people killed, it might affect the reputation of our Zhao clan."

"Yes! Ajiang is already cleaning up. It will be fine in a while."

Zhao Junhong nodded and continued moving forward. He pointed to a hillside in the distance that was surrounded by mountains and water, and said: "We will camp there to rest today, and we will go further."

A guard immediately rushed out, went to the location designated by Zhao Junhong to investigate and set up camp. Others continued to move forward. There was still some time before dark, and they decided to kill all the ferocious beasts and beasts for dozens of miles around the camp before returning to rest.

In a dense forest, the guard named Ajiang was humming a tune and kicking a mutilated corpse into a newly dug hole. He also sprinkled a lot of powder that could attract wild beasts. It won't take long before those carrion-eating wild dogs and wolves will appear and eat the corpse clean. There will be no evidence to prove who did it.

He's just a noble boy, but he didn't run away after seeing him. He really deserves to die! Ah Jiang thought happily.

He took a deep breath and felt relieved. Suddenly he felt something and turned his head suddenly! A wild dog emerged from the woods, staring at the powdered body, salivating.

Ajiang immediately laughed and said: "Damn, it came quickly, I was shocked."

Not far away, Qianye looked at his smiling face through the scope and pulled the trigger.

The eagle strike beat violently, but this time it was firmly in Qianye's hand.

At the moment when the eagle struck and roared, Ajiang showed a look of horror and tried his best to dodge. Level 7 masters like him already have a very keen intuition of danger. The moment they are pointed at a gun and the trigger is pulled, they will instinctively react to avoid it.

However, this time Qianye was too close. The distance was only two hundred meters, and the eagle strike could exert its full power.

Ajiang just reluctantly turned his body to the side, and dark red fire exploded in his chest, his armor was instantly shattered, and his chest and abdomen were a mess of blood and flesh! He screamed and fell to the sky. However, he did not lose the ability to move. He was still able to endure the pain, turned over, rolled and climbed, and ducked behind the big tree.

At this moment, Qianye was already approaching quickly, a leap passed from the side, the force crossbow in his hand flashed with light, and a steel core crossbow arrow was shot out like lightning under the dual push of the force array and the bow string. Penetrating into Ajiang's lower back.

However, this arrow only penetrated one-third, and only a few centimeters into the flesh. This made Qianye secretly cry out that it was a pity. The Zhao family was really extraordinary. The armor on this guard was two levels higher than the Yin family's custom-made warrior uniform. No wonder Eagle Strike's full blow only caused moderate injuries.

Ajiang also knew that this was a critical moment of life and death. He gritted his teeth suddenly, grabbed a handful of injections, and pierced them all into his thigh. Then he screamed wildly and fled deep into the forest, his speed increasing instead of decreasing.

Qianye shook his head and put away his eagle strike and hand crossbow. This was his first time facing a powerful guard, and he was indeed quite capable. Qianye knew that he was lucky this time and had lurked two hundred meters beforehand. Otherwise, depending on the opponent's reaction before and after being shot, it might have taken a lot of trouble to get close to this distance without being noticed.

However, this guy was poisoned by the plant-mixed snake venom prepared by Qianye, and suffered such serious injuries. Even if his life was not in danger, this spring hunt would be useless. Each hunting team only has nine people, and they cannot be replaced if they leave midway.

Qianye left quickly, then jogged all the way through the forest, approaching Zhao Junhong's planned camping spot. The two shots in the back had completely ignited his anger. Over the past few days, the irritability of his blood and the depression of Song Zining and Wei Potian had made Qianye full of anger and nowhere to vent, so he could Have some fun with Mr. Zhao.

At this time, Zhao Junhong heard another gunshot in the distance and frowned: "Eagle Strike? We don't have Eagle Strike equipment, do we?"

"It's in the direction of A Jiang, and it may be some brave noble boy. Other aristocratic families have seen A Jiang, and they should know that you are hunting here and will not get close. Don't worry, A Jiang will deal with him."

Zhao Junhong nodded and looked ahead. It is an area covered with scattered pine needle forests. The terrain is complex, but there are also areas with wide views. He had already felt that there was a residual aura of dark force in that area.

Zhao Junhong said with a smile: "Finally found these black-blooded bastards. Let's go over and take a look!"

Including Zhao Junhong, everyone among the guards began to be on alert. Dark warriors are not beasts, they are much more dangerous than beasts. Moreover, in the Tianxuan Mountain Spring Hunting, several high-level dark warriors appear every year.

On the other side of the Zhao Clan is the Song Clan’s hunting area. Song Zining is walking leisurely in a light shirt with big sleeves, as if on an outing. Until now, he has not entered an area where level six beasts are infested. Beside him, Ye Mulan was anxious, but couldn't show it.

This time Chun Shou Song Zining handed over the command to Ye Mulan. He only brought one personal attendant, and the rest of the selection, team formation, and scheduling were all arranged by Ye Mulan, so Ye Mulan wanted to do a good job Show off. The better the Song clan's performance, the greater her contribution. However, everyone obeyed her orders, except Song Zining who could not command her.

This is the first time for Song Zining to come to the Tianxuan Mountains. In spring, everything in the mountainous area is full of vitality. Not only the vegetation is flourishing, but also the fields of wild flowers are prosperous. In addition to wild beasts, there are also various small animals. He seemed to regard this as a collecting trip. He would leisurely walk through the mountains every day, stop to look at the beautiful scenery, praise the rare animals when he encountered them, and after dark and camp, he would draw and write by lamplight. His pen, ink, paper and inkstone alone required a guard to carry them alone.

Ye Mulan was anxious, but did not dare to rush. Although she led the team to hunt in the surrounding areas, firstly, she had to keep enough guards around Song Zining, and secondly, because the level of the area was low, the points obtained by the prey were not high, so Song Clan's score fell one place in the past two days.

Song Zining comforted her, anyway, after entering the sixth level area, the strength of the Song family will gradually appear. In the end, it should not be a big problem to stay in the top three. Even if there is no top three, the top five is still acceptable.

Ye Mulan smiled and nodded in agreement. When she left Song Zining's tent, she gathered the guards over and coldly ordered: "It may not be safe around the camp. You divide into two groups and take turns patrolling. All prey must be cleaned up and must not affect the young master’s rest, do you understand?”

Of course the Song Clan guards understood. They were asked to hunt all night long to make up for the points gap caused by Song Zining's leisurely actions.

Ye Mulan herself was fully armed and walked into the night behind the camp. When no one was around, she suddenly broke out and chopped down a saber-toothed wild boar, then chopped it like crazy, almost mincing it into pieces. mud!

After venting, she was able to release a little of the anger in her chest, and said to herself bitterly, "Is fifth place acceptable? Haha, haha!" This time Haru Shou was in charge!

Due to the partiality of the ancestors of the Song family, the guards assigned to Song Zining were of an above-average standard, no worse than those brought by Zhao Junhong. With such strength, even if she can't compete with the Zhao clan, most people will gossip. If she only gets third place, it will be very good for her to be evaluated without losing. If it is really the fifth, I am afraid that there will be an overwhelming number of non-parliamentaries behind it. The ancestors of the Song family's evaluation of her will inevitably drop a lot as a result.

It was not until dawn that Ye Mulan returned to his tent covered in fatigue and dew, and fell asleep. There were only two hours left before the scheduled departure time. She needed to get some rest as there was still a day of hunting today.

The lights in Song Zining's tent were also on throughout the night.

The Seventh Young Master sat idle all night looking at the blank rice paper spread out on the table. He didn't start writing until dawn, and drew nine portraits in one go.

On the far left is Qianye without his disguise. The rest is a little boy growing up into a teenager little by little, and finally losing all his youthfulness and standing tall and heroic. The figures on the far left and the far right are only three points similar.

"What happened?"

Song Zining stretched out his hand to cover the paper. The light of the Force flickered, and a translucent mist swept across the table. The paper completely disappeared, leaving only a pile of light gray fines.