Monarch of Evernight: Ninety-two injured

bsp;The several dark fire officers guarding the take-off and landing site looked at the group of people who got off the airship, and they were all a little confused. An officer whispered: "Why do I always feel that there is something wrong with these people? They can't be from high-ranking families, right?"

"Maybe it's from a noble family." Another person said.

A bearded officer spat and said: "How is it possible? How can any aristocratic family come to this place like us at this time of year? We have to fight and die every day in this place, how can those delicate gentlemen We will come to join in the fun. Besides, everyone in the big family has their noses in the air and they don’t even want to look at us.”

The only major among the officers said: "What are you talking about! No matter who they are, they should do what they have to do first. Even people from the Four Clan must follow the procedures."

Several officers responded, and one of them smiled and said: "If you are from the Zhao clan, please be more relaxed. Otherwise, the face of the eldest lady and the commander will not look good."

The major snorted and said categorically: "No matter who you are, we will treat them equally. Besides, how come the people from the Zhao clan are here? Stop talking nonsense and go to work! If you continue to be lazy, I will let you stand here for three more days. Month’s post.”

The officer was shocked and hurriedly waved his hands, "That's not possible! If we don't fight for three months, we will be so idle that it hurts!"

The voices of the officers bickering were not loud, but everyone who got off the airship was very strong. They had heard these words in their ears, and the expressions on their faces couldn't help but become very strange. Only the old man remained calm. The wind is clear.

The noncommissioned officer assigned by the major stopped his idle manner, called a few people, walked over to the aerostat, and began a routine registration inspection. This procedure was done meticulously, and there was no overstepping or overstepping.

Seeing this, the old man nodded slightly and said: "The soldiers are led quite well."

The young man looked surprised. He knew that the old man rarely praised anyone. Moreover, the family rules were strict. In his eyes, these officers were very ruffian and could not be considered good.

Thus, Qianye's retreat was interrupted only two days later, saying that a distinguished guest was visiting. This Uncle Yuyang is also the brother of the Duke of Yan, so he is an honored guest in every sense of the word. Moreover, the name of the Zhao Clan was used in the invitation, which means that Uncle Yuyang now represents the Zhao Clan.

But before entering the living room, Qianye still didn't understand. Uncle Yuyang should have come for Zhao Yuying. Even if Zhao Yuying was temporarily out, why did he insist on seeing him.

There was already a thin old man sitting upright in the room with his eyes lowered. He didn't raise his eyes until Qianye came in and glanced at Qianye. Just at this glance, Qianye felt as if lightning flashed before his eyes, his whole body was shocked, and he suddenly lost consciousness.

Qianye was shocked, and his body reacted naturally. The Force roared out, like a violent wave, instantly shattering the Force that bound his body.

The old man's eyes flashed with surprise, and he nodded: "What a fierce and domineering kung fu, not bad."

Qianye was also shocked. The old man's strength was unfathomable and he was able to put himself on the spot with just one look. Although he immediately broke free from the restraints, the loss of his Force power was considerable, and if the two of them really fought, just such a moment of restraint could kill him several times.

In terms of combat power alone, the title of Duke Yuyang at the level of an honorable uncle seems too light.

"Military Conquest Technique?" the young man behind the old man blurted out with a look of surprise on his face.

Although he is young, his eyesight is not weak, and he can see Qianye's movements at a glance. However, Bingbing Jue is a famous cannon fodder technique, so he is unstoppable under the generals. But at the level of generals, especially the old people, it is almost unheard of to use Bingbing Jue to fight against each other. This makes young people especially surprise.

The old man still sat upright, looked Qianye up and down, and said: "It is really rare to be able to practice the art of military attack to this extent. What is even more rare is to have pure force power, which is really rare."

Qianye slowly regained his strength, sat down opposite the old man, and said, "It's an honor to be praised by Uncle Yuyang."

Uncle Yu Yang nodded, called the young man to him, and introduced him: "This is Zhao Fenglei, my cousin. This time I will take him out to practice and see the world, so as not to just immerse himself in cultivation at home. Less knowledge."

Qianye's heart moved, and he remembered the information he had read, "Brother Feng Lei, is he the grandson of Duke Yan?"

Yuyang Bodao: "Yes, he is my brother's direct grandson."

Zhao Fenglei said a few polite words, and there was nothing wrong with his manner. However, Qianye keenly sensed a hint of hostility from him, and even some vague murderous intent. This made Qianye a little confused. He was sure that he had never met Zhao Fenglei, and he didn't know where he had offended him.

When Qianye was confused, Uncle Yuyang said again: "I am here to bring some words to the eldest lady of Duke Youguo. In this **** battle of the Iron Curtain, the scale of the empire summoning new talents from all over the world to participate in the battle is unprecedented. My Zhao clan also attaches great importance to it. Yu Ying is the leader recommended by the Elder Council. She can stay in Heiliu City until now, so she obviously values ​​you very much, so I was a little curious, so I forced a meeting. I really didn't give in. I’m disappointed.”

Qianye smiled and did not answer. Regardless of age, combat prowess or title, it is not too much for Uncle Yu Yang to act like an elder.

Uncle Yuyang pondered for a moment, and then said: "I hope you will try your best to assist Yuying in this battle and make more contributions. I might as well mention one more thing, the reward from the empire this time is several times thicker than before, and I, the Zhao clan, have also There will be additional rewards, which are even better than the imperial rewards. As long as you have enough merit, it is not impossible to obtain even the secret-level skills of Duke Yan."

Zhao Fenglei was shocked and said: "This"

Uncle Yuyang raised his hand, and Zhao Fenglei immediately fell silent, obviously in awe of the old man.

Qianye was silent for a long time, then said: "Thank you for your respect, I will try my best."

Whether it is an empire or a family, the thicker the reward, the greater the danger. According to Uncle Yuyang, Zhao Clan must have put in quite a lot of effort into participating in the war this time.

Although Qianye didn't quite understand why the Zhao clan wanted to recruit a small mercenary leader like himself since he had already gathered such a fighting force, he had already decided on a strategy to deal with this Iron Curtain. He had just established some foundation, and his first priority was to protect himself. How could he be willing to work for the Zhao clan for a reward?

No matter how good the secret-level skills are, they are still in the future. Under the general's command, the art of military attack is not weaker than any other technique. Qianye's physical condition is special, so his path as a warrior may not be an ordinary one.

Zhao Fenglei listened on the sidelines, and his expression suddenly became hesitant. The evasiveness in Qianye's answer was very obvious. He wanted to say something, but glanced at Uncle Yu Yang again, and finally restrained himself from speaking.

Uncle Yu Yang remained calm, nodded and said, "In that case, I'll take my leave."

Qianye got up to see off the guests. As soon as he walked out of the building, a personal guard rushed over and said anxiously: "Sir! Miss Zhao is back, seriously injured!"

Qianye was shocked: "Yuying is injured?! Where is it? Take me there quickly!"

Uncle Yuyang was still beside him. He, who had always been indifferent to emotions and anger, couldn't help but show a look of shock at this moment. Zhao Fenglei's face changed even more. Everyone followed the guards and hurried to Zhao Yuying's residence.

When Qianye rushed into the house, Zhao Yuying was not lying on the bed, but the situation was not necessarily much better. She was sitting at the table with two medicine bottles in front of her, one of which had not yet been opened. When she heard someone coming in, she took back her hand and raised her head.

There was no color on Zhao Yuying's face. Although she still looked indifferent, Qianye's eyes were sharp and he could see at a glance that her palms on her knees under the table were trembling slightly.

With her tyrannical strength, she was unable to control her fingers, so one can imagine the seriousness of her injuries. Naturally, this little move couldn't be hidden from Uncle Yuyang's eyes, and the old man's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

Zhao Yuying was startled when she saw Uncle Yuyang, "Sixth Uncle, why are you here?" Under the Iron Curtain, the stronger the man, the more dangerous he is. Uncle Yuyang is an important figure in the lineage of Duke Yan. How could a character come here to personally commit danger at this time?

Before Uncle Yu Yang could answer, Qianye asked anxiously: "How is the injury?"

Zhao Yuying shook her head and said: "It doesn't matter, this little injury will never bother me."

In front of Uncle Yu Yang, Zhao Yuying also restrained herself a little and took back her foul language. But Qianye didn't believe her at all when she said the injury wouldn't be a problem.

"Who did it?" Qianye asked with murderous intent.

"That guy Nangong Xiaofeng. Damn it, I was chasing a vampire viscount, but this guy suddenly attacked him, and he succeeded. But that kid didn't have a hard time either, he was hit hard by my mother. His grandmother’s cannonball was wasted, but that’s all my wealth!”

Zhao Yuying was obviously furious. The more she spoke, the more furious she became. She no longer cared about being reserved and started spewing out foul language. With Uncle Yuyang being so restrained, his face was turning blue and white. Zhao Fenglei was even more stunned, and even his stance became stiff. It was obvious that he had never seen such a battle before.

Qianye was a little relieved. If Zhao Yuying didn't curse, he would have felt abnormal. Seeing that she still had enough energy at this moment, her injuries should be under control.

"Nangong Xiaofeng?" Qianye frowned, recalling whether he had heard of this name before.

Zhao Yuying sighed and said: "The number one master of the younger generation of the Nangong family. In the past two or three years, he is still a little better than me. But in a few years, it won't necessarily be the case!"

"Why?"

"It's not just for the little bird, what else can it be."

Qianye's eyes were filled with murderous intent and he asked: "Where did you meet him?"

Zhao Yuying was startled and said quickly: "What are you going to do? Don't be impulsive!"

"Since he was seriously injured, I just killed him!"

Uncle Yu Yang coughed at this time and said slowly: "This matter is not a trivial matter, and it is not appropriate to be impulsive. There are undercurrents surging within the empire, and the Nangong family's movements are unknown. This is the key to the struggle between all parties. If it is not handled properly, it will be directly Push them to the opposite side. How to deal with this matter needs to be considered in the long term. Of course, Yu Ying's injury is not a trivial matter. Don't worry, this matter will be revealed only after Nangong Yuanbo comes to a satisfactory explanation."

Qianye narrowed his eyes, his eyes as clear as obsidian were blazing with blood as red as fire, and sneered, "A satisfactory explanation? With Yu Ying injured like this, only Nangong Xiaofeng's death can be considered a satisfactory explanation!"

Zhao Fenglei couldn't help but said: "You are not even a general, and you still want to kill Nangong Xiaofeng? Even if he is seriously injured, not just anyone can touch him. How can you deal with him? Just rely on that Military Conquest Technique? Besides, if I, the Zhao clan, don’t step forward, can you afford to offend the Nangong family?”

Qianye turned to stare at Zhao Fenglei and suddenly said: "Get out of here!"