Monarch of Evernight: Seven-Six Trading

bsp;Li Kuanglan finally made a move and faced Qianye. The four generals responsible for containing him wisely stood aside and made no move. Li Kuanglan seemed calm at this moment, but it was like a turbulent sea that would explode suddenly as long as there was an opportunity.

Li Kuanglan walked proudly through the four people, and suddenly a blue light flashed in his hand, and the four people immediately felt a chill on their necks. They were shocked, and when they reached out and touched it, their hands were immediately covered with blood. Fortunately, several of them had been through the struggle between life and death and were relatively calm. It was found that they were just minor flesh injuries, and their throats were only superficially cut, so they were not serious.

However, if you can cut through the skin, you can cut off the neck. Only then did the four of them realize that they couldn't stop Li Kuanglan at all. The reason they were still alive was just because Li Kuanglan didn't want to take action.  &&&&Novel;Li Kuanglan came to Qianye, gritted his teeth and said: "You are crazy!"

"Of course not." Qianye gave him a bright smile.

"Don't move! How long do you want to carry these two knives with you?" Li Kuanglan slapped Qianye on the shoulder, and the cold air flowed down, instantly covering Qianye's body with a thin layer of aqua blue. ice layer. The cold air sealed the wound and dissipated the hostile force lingering in the wound.

Li Kuanglan reached out and grasped the handle of a short knife. He was about to use force, but he suddenly lost his courage and never dared to start.

On the contrary, Qianye patted him on the shoulder and said, "Pull it out, it's okay."

Li Kuanglan's whole body was shaken, as if he had been awakened by lightning, and then he came back to his senses. He gritted his teeth, put more force on his hand, and finally slowly pulled out the knife.

Qianye frowned slightly and said, "If you hurry up, maybe I won't be in so much pain."

Li Kuanglan gritted his teeth and pulled out the short knife with force. The blade of the short sword was already mottled and incomplete, only half its original size. It seemed that if it were inserted into Qianye's body for a while longer, the entire blade would be completely corroded.

Seeing the appearance of the blade, Li Kuanglan couldn't help but be startled, and couldn't help but glance at Qianye's abdomen. It's really hard to imagine what it was like inside his belly, to be able to make this high-quality short knife look like this.

In fact, the gold-burning blood flowing in Qianye's body will try to corrode and dissolve when it encounters foreign objects. This is one way it protects the body. The corrosive power of the burning gold blood is extremely strong. The two short blades were not long in the stomach, but more than half of them were already eroded.

When he drew another knife, Li Kuanglan's move seemed smooth and calm. The second blade also looked the same, both in a half-destroyed state. Li Kuanglan flicked his fingers and fired several blasts of cold force, sealing the wounds on Qianye's abdomen layer by layer. The delicacy of this technique is truly amazing.

Qianye took a deep breath, a blush appeared on his face, and a scarlet golden flame suddenly ignited on his body, melting the frost and cold air from his body. His breath began to rise steadily, and the wounds began to close up. He patted Li Kuanglan on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, I need to take a break. I think they won't dare to leave the city again for a while."

Li Kuanglan nodded and walked silently beside Qianye. The two of them didn't cover up their whereabouts and just walked over the mountains and ridges. From time to time, a group of city guards or hunter mercenaries would appear around them. When these people saw Li Kuanglan and Qianye, they were all frightened. Cang Huang fled, how could he dare to attack?

In the battle just now, Qianye brazenly hijacked the car, sailed upstream, and destroyed nearly half of the convoy with his own strength. At the same time, almost all the senior officers of the City Guards who participated in the battle were wiped out. Only those who were ordered to intercept Li Kuanglan's A blessing in disguise for the four of them, their lives were saved. After escaping death, he lost the courage to die. The four of them ignored the city guards in chaos and fled back to the city, leaving behind even the deputy commander who was seriously injured and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, the deputy commander was not destined to die, so a few loyal soldiers took the risk to pick him up and carried him all the way back to Tingchao City.

The city guards, who were originally spread over a vast area and deployed everywhere, now turned into a complete rout. More than half of the vehicles in the huge caravan were intact, but they seemed to have been forgotten. They were abandoned on the road and ignored.

Qianye and Li Kuanglan slowly walked away, leaving behind a world full of destruction and fear.

Qianye suddenly said: "By the way, what's going on with that letter?"

Li Kuanglan said angrily: "You just tore it apart without even looking at it, and now you think of asking?"

Qianye smiled and said, "I didn't think it was necessary to read it just now, but now I think I might as well know what he wants to say."

"There is indeed no need to read it. The letter said that Luo Bingfeng wants you to practice the technique of Dawn Qiming, and will exchange it for a secret technique of the same level."

Qianye was startled and laughed and said, "He really figured it out."

"Perhaps he really has the same level of secret techniques in his hands, which may be useful to you. But this should be his own main practice. It's strange, Chenxi Qiming should be different from the practice he is practicing now. He What do you want this for?" Li Kuanglan was also thinking.

"No matter what he wants to do, he won't change." Qianye refused firmly. Apart from anything else, even if Qianye really wanted to change, you can imagine how Luo Bingfeng would react when he saw the Art of War and Song's Ancient Scrolls.

Li Kuanglan shook his head and sighed: "What a pity. I originally wanted to see what kind of skills can be compared with Dawn Qiming."

"Where is Tianqing? Is there any news about her?"

Li Kuanglan shrugged and said, "Don't worry, she's slipping! Even if we all die, she can live well."

"But she hasn't appeared for several days." Qianye frowned.

"When she wants to appear, she will appear naturally." Li Kuanglan didn't look worried at all.

At this moment, the two of them passed by a temporary camp that had just been set up by the city guards. Qianye said: "The conditions here should be much better than my small nest. Let's stay here tonight!"

The camp was already empty, so Li Kuanglan naturally would not refuse to sleep more comfortably, so he followed Qianye into the camp.

The night passed quietly.

In the early morning, before the night faded, Li Kuanglan left as quietly as he came when the morning breeze blew. Qianye replenished food and water supplies and disappeared into the wilderness.

The battlefield after yesterday's rout was like a miserable **** after being burned by fire. At this moment, there were shadowy figures again. Most of them were in groups, carefully observing their surroundings while cleaning up valuable things on the battlefield. The intact trucks started one after another and returned to Tingchao City. They were extremely careful, with no more than two or three trucks returning at a time, for fear that too many trucks would anger Qianye.

Qianye was watching this scene from a distance, but had no intention of taking action. The mercenary warriors sent out in the city are the lowest level, and they are just cannon fodder on the regular battlefield. With Qianye's current combat power and status, there is no need and should not take action against these people, because they do not pose a threat to Qianye from any angle, unless they insist on offending and angering Qianye.

As long as the people in the city retreat honestly, Qianye has no intention of killing them all. His real target is the top management of Ruixiang and Tingchao City. Out of some intuition, Qianye was very reluctant to enter Tingchao City, let alone approach the holy mountain where Luo Bingfeng lived. From the experience of the previous fight, Qianye had noticed that the further Luo Bingfeng left the Holy Mountain, the more his strength would drop.

This is a dangerous game, Qianye is walking on a blade. The key to the game is that Qianye doesn't get caught.

To this day, there is still no news about Song Zining. Qianye could only hope that after he had shown his strength and determination, those in Tingchao City would be hesitant and put down their dignity to negotiate terms. As long as he could get Song Zining back, he would be willing to hand over the entire Dark Fire.

In Tingchao City, there was a chill, as if in the cold autumn.

All the prominent figures gathered at the City Lord's Mansion again, even Ruixiang was present. It's just that his face looked very ugly, his mouth was tightly closed, and he didn't say a word. No wonder he was like this. He originally didn't want to attend this meeting, but Du Yuan came forward in person and pulled him here half-invited and half-forced.

After everyone arrived, the side door of the meeting hall opened, and the sturdy deputy commander walked in. His face was as pale as frost, his breath was weak, and his abdomen was still wrapped in a thick bandage. You must know that with his current level of Force cultivation, flesh wounds can be healed in just one night. It's been a long time now, why is it still like this?

What is even more surprising is that his eyes are blank and lifeless, not at all like the powerful man who dominated the past.

Du Yuan frowned and said in a deep voice: "Mingkang, why are you like this?"

This man's name is Yu Mingkang. He was promoted to the position of deputy commander by Du Yuan. He can be said to be half teacher and half friend, so Du Yuan calls him different from others.

Hearing Du Yuan's voice, Yu Mingkang's eyes became clear, and he smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "Commander, actually I have nothing, I'm just scared."

There was an uproar in the conference hall, and Du Yuan's eyebrows were tightly knitted together. Most of the strong men who have reached this stage are determined and high-spirited to fight. If at a critical moment, many of them are not afraid of death. If you are not even afraid of death, then what else is there to be afraid of? Yu Mingkang was able to sit in the position of deputy commander, and he had to fight through life and death, and now he actually admitted that he was afraid?

Du Yuan said in a deep voice: "Mingkang, do you know what you are talking about?"

His voice was like rolling thunder, echoing in the chamber, suppressing all the noise. The generals stopped making noises and prepared to see what would happen next.

Yu Mingkang said slowly: "I'm really scared. That Qianye, he is not a human being, not even a life of flesh and blood. He is just a cold killing machine, and the only thing he is good at is using the most efficient and painful method Kill you. When my two knives were inserted into his body, I didn't see anything in his eyes, not even the slightest change in his face, not even the corners of his eyes trembled! The two knives inserted into his body were not there, or they simply did not exist."

Ruixiang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "Are you sure there is no change on his face?"

Yu Mingkang nodded heavily and said: "I'm sure, no, not at all. From the time my knife was inserted until it was inserted to the end, there was no change!"