Monarch of Evernight: No longer alone at sixty-five

bsp;The heavy machine gun was spitting out tongues of fire, hundreds of rounds of ammunition chains were shortened rapidly, and bullet casings were flying like rain!

A group of guards and nobles were beaten to the point of running away. In fact, the bullets of the heavy machine gun could not do anything to these sixth- and seventh-level masters, but the leaders of the Song family and the Kong family did not fight back, and the others just dodged and retreated.

There are not many people on Prince Wei's side who are capable of fighting. Once a melee breaks out, Wei Potian becomes a big trouble that is neither trivial nor serious. If you beat him too much, you will definitely attract the intervention of the spring hunt supervisors, but if you let this prince go, judging from his menacing posture, but he will not show mercy, wouldn't the beating be in vain?

Although Kong Yanian was unwilling, this was still a step up. He snorted and urged the force to set up a barrier to block all the incoming bullets. At the same time, he kept retreating, and finally turned around and left. Before leaving, he glared at Ji Yuanjia fiercely.

Ji Yuanjia smiled back, with a calm expression. The small sword half a foot in his hand made a soft sound, and the force light was hesitant. This made Kong Yanian feel a little emotional, why such a talent was not under his command.

However, Kong Yanian will have a big headache during the next spring hunt. There are only three guards left around him, and all supply lines have been cut off. If we return to the advance base to get supplies, it is a long journey back and forth. Just thinking about the time wasted, we will give up most of the spring hunting in the final stage.

When Kong Yanian left in a hurry, he suddenly thought: Since it is too late to get supplies, then go grab them! Other aristocratic families have more supply points!

Wei Potian shot the entire box of bullets. Although no one was killed or seriously injured, when Kong Yanian took the lead to retreat, the rest of the people, including Ye Mulan, the pretentious woman, all dispersed. My heart is still very happy.

He threw away the heavy machine gun, reached out and pulled out a short knife from Ji Yuanjia's waist, then pointed at the guards of the Wei family and the Yin family, and said: "Go and keep an eye on those guys and drive them away. This area. Who dares to go against the will? Write down your name and come to trouble them after I finish the spring hunting!"

"Prince Wei, you..." Ji Yuanjia couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard Wei Potian interpret the words "bullying others with power" so uprightly, and stretched out his hand to press his forehead.

Wei Potian waved his hand impatiently and said: "Okay! That's it!"

After saying that, he held the knife in his hand and strode towards the depths of the Tianxuan Mountains. Viewed from behind, Wei Potian's steps are steady and his momentum is like a mountain standing still in the abyss. It is indeed extraordinary. In particular, a kind of great spirit is slowly developing. But his clothes were in rags, which in normal times would have been proof of a real man. But at the moment, the exposed half of the white **** completely destroyed all the momentum.

Ji Yuanjia opened his mouth, but thought it would be better not to remind him. If he spoke quickly, he might be resented. The guards from the Yin and Wei families looked at each other, including Wei Huai, who coughed slightly and turned away firmly. Obviously, everyone present was smart.

Ji Yuanjia pondered slightly, "Prince Wei, it's not simple at all!"

Wei Potian seemed to be entangled here and spent a lot of time, but in fact he also dragged the pursuers to death here. Whether he was domineering or bullying others, Wei Potian made his position clear without any room for maneuver, forcing everyone to quit the hunt. As long as he is present, if the other party does not want to offend him to death, they will not be able to escape and chase Qianye. This is much more effective than rushing in and starting a fight. After all, in terms of strength, Wei Potian's side is far behind.

Deep in the forest, Qiqi’s short hair was flying as she moved forward quickly.

At this moment, Nangong Wanyun led the guards out of the forest ahead and asked with a smile: "Where are you going, sister?"

But her smile froze on her face in an instant. Without saying a word, Qiqi directly took off the ferocious giant gun from her back, and with a bang, a ball of force light the size of a water basin came over!

Nangong Wanyun screamed and hurriedly threw herself to the ground! She wouldn't dare take such a large force bomb! This is not a bullet, it is clearly a cannonball!

The violent explosion pushed her several meters away. By the time Nangong Wanyun stood up, Qiqi had already forced her way through the center of the explosion and was far away.

Looking at Qiqi’s back, Nangong Wanyun’s expression was uncertain.

A guard asked: "Miss, do you want to chase me?"

Nangong Wanyun gritted her teeth and said, "Forget it! This woman has gone crazy, we'd better not provoke her! Let's go!"

The Nangong family's team then changed directions, preparing to return to their hunting area and continue to score points.

At this time, on the hill, Danny Hatton opened his mouth and let out an unconscious roar, and two fangs stretched out involuntarily. His eyes were all focused on the blood oozing from Qianye's wound, and he could no longer move away. Then he breathed hard, as if he wanted to inhale all the sweet and sweet blood fragrance in the air into his lungs.

Qianye didn't seem to feel anything unusual. He seemed to be unable to even raise his hand, and he didn't think of stopping the bleeding. The scarlet in the wound was still gushing out.

Danny has amazing willpower, and he can still barely maintain his sanity at this time. He whispered: "Maybe it is a good idea to turn you into a blood slave! No, why not give you my first hug? Maybe I was able to create a very powerful descendant."

Qianye looked at him and said with a smile: "Give me your first hug? Marquis Ross will kill you."

Danny forced himself not to look at the blood in the wound, stretched out his hand to Qianye and said, "Marquis Ross might also develop you into his descendant. This may be your only chance to survive."

Qianye smiled bitterly: "I can't seem to resist."

"Indeed."

Danny knelt down on one knee beside Qianye, leaned forward, stretched out his hand to push aside Qianye's scattered and damaged collar, exposing part of his neck. He took a deep breath and prepared to bite it.

However, at this moment, a breeze suddenly blew, as soft and warm as a lover's fingers slowly brushing against the skin. Fallen leaves are flying like rain, and they are spinning down from the sky, just like the flying trains of dancers at a grand celebration.

Qianye felt an inexplicable shiver. The hills here were covered with bushes. They were still some distance away from the forest. It was spring again. Where did these fallen leaves come from?

Danny's mind was completely focused on Qianye at the moment, and he didn't pay that much attention at all. He just wanted to quickly taste the delicious food that only appeared in his dreams.

However, a fallen leaf just passed by his eyes.

Danny subconsciously stretched out his hand, trying to push away the obstructing leaves. However, when he waved his hand, the fallen leaf was still fluttering along its original trajectory. It turned out to be a phantom!

Danny was suddenly startled, and then felt a chill in his heart, and numbness quickly spread throughout his body. In just one breath, unprecedented coldness and darkness instantly overwhelmed his consciousness and took away the last of his strength.

"It's you." Qianye looked at the figure slowly emerging behind Danny.

The fallen leaves are still floating endlessly from the void, and now they are beginning to be mixed with some light pink and almost white petals, swaying and flowing with the gentle breeze. The man seemed to be walking out of the bank of colorful fallen trees.

"It's me." Song Zining smiled and slowly pulled out the sword from Sir Blood's vest.

"Actually, it's not bad to end this way. It's better to die in your hands than to die in the hands of that vampire." Qianye said extremely calmly.

The atmosphere solidified for a moment.

Song Zining then shook his head and laughed dumbly. He drew the sword without any pause, and his technique was very special. As he drew out and rotated, you could see subtle light of force exploding around the sword, and small blood flowers blossomed like fireworks.

No flesh and blood spattered out. Everything the sword touched turned into gray-white powder. By the time the sword was completely pulled out, Sir Blood's heart and blood had been completely crushed. Song Zining picked up Danny Hatton's body and threw it aside.

Around the two people, fallen leaves and floating flowers were still flying, some of which were entangled with the cold sword in Song Zining's hand. Wherever it passed, the blood and gray powder disappeared little by little, as if there was an invisible hand holding everything left behind. Traces erased. The last Force Sword was as clean as if it had just been forged, so Song Zining threw it aside.

He raised his hand, and the fallen leaves and floating flowers flying above Qianye flickered and faded, dissipating into "Talk" and then descended, sinking into Qianye's skin.

The burning pain all over Qianye's body, as if he was immersed in lava, suddenly eased a lot. He raised his head and looked curiously at the flowers and leaves in the sky. He raised his hand with some difficulty to pick up a petal, but unexpectedly it passed through the palm of his hand. Continue to float to the ground, and finally disappear into the earth. But then, somewhere in the void, a new petal will appear.

"This is your ability, it's very powerful."

On top of the warrior, the Force can be revealed, and the phantom becomes real. Song Zining was only at the seventh level, but he was able to control the release of the Force that covered an area of ​​about ten feet. Every flower and leaf in front of his eyes meant subtle changes in the Force. Qianye has only seen Ji Yuanjia's swordsmanship, which has the power to block space, but it is only limited to the trajectory of the sword.

Song Zining lowered his head slightly and looked at Qianye, still smiling calmly and gently: "This is the Three Thousand Floating Leaves Jue, it is just some illusions and superficial deception." His eyes fell deepest on Qianye's chest and abdomen. On the wound, a light mist condensed by the Force has almost completely submerged into the skin.

Song Zining was suddenly startled, "Your wound seems a little strange, do you mind if I take a look?"

Qianye smiled bitterly and simply said: "Let's see."

He also felt something was wrong. After Song Zining's force energy entered his body, the blood energy that had been quietly curled up in his heart suddenly began to surge, and even the golden blood energy barrier shook. However, Qianye was very tired now. He had used up his remaining vitality when setting a trap for Danny Hatton. He couldn't even sit down without leaning against a big rock, and he no longer wanted to hide or struggle.

Song Zining stretched out his fingers and dipped a little blood into the wound. A few fallen leaves gathered in the air, and a small force storm suddenly formed at his fingertips. His expression changed slightly: "The power of blood! Vampires? That's not right... ”

"I have been bitten, but I have not been embraced for the first time, but I am not a blood slave. I don't know why it became like this." Qianye said frankly.

Song Zining nodded, the gentle expression on his face that seemed to never change slowly faded away, and he frowned in thought. After a moment, he sighed and said with a half-smile: "Qianye, you are still so troublesome."