Monarch of Evernight: Seventy cents stolen

bsp;Seeing that the situation was not good, one of the vampires shouted: "Don't listen to her nonsense! The count will be back soon and kill them, otherwise everyone will die when you come back!"

Zhao Yuying sneered, pulled out the fantasy Manjushahua from Qianye's waist, raised her hand and fired. The vampire's head exploded, blood and brains flying everywhere, spraying all over the people around him.

The sound of gunfire continued. Zhao Yuying fired more than ten shots in a row, killing all the dark races standing alone before giving up.

All the slaves bowed their heads deeply, and no one dared to look at Zhao Yuying again. A scene where her murderous nature has been completely suppressed.

Zhao Yuying immediately ordered: "Everyone should take off their clothes, don't bring anything with them, and then you can get out!"

As soon as these words came out, the slaves immediately dropped everything at lightning speed, turned around and ran naked out of the mine, just wanting to get as far away from this terrible woman as possible. Those people were hesitant at first, but when they saw that everyone around them was doing this, and Zhao Yuying began to look at her with murderous eyes, they had no choice but to join the streaking army.

Perhaps among these people there are also Stuka's foremen and cronies, but they have nothing to do with the overall situation.

When everything in front of him became empty, Zhao Yuying turned to look at Qianye, frowned and said, "Qianye, what happened just now, can't you make a move?"

Qianye smiled bitterly: "These people can be considered civilians."

Zhao Yuying sneered: "Fuck the civilians! Can you tell the difference among the **** soldiers mixed in? They don't have snipers this time, otherwise they will give you a cold shot? How did you learn this? This is a problem! Remember, this is a battlefield. On the battlefield, all enemies are rushing towards you, even women and children!”

Qianye continued to smile bitterly, "Okay, okay, I'm just hesitating." He looked at the two boxes of gunpowder grenades kicked over by Zhao Yuying.

Zhao Yuying followed his gaze and immediately felt strange, "Where did this thing come from? Why does the mark look like it came from a human factory?"

Qianye's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. He took it out from Anduya's space. Of course no one noticed it in the melee. But of course Zhao Yuying knew exactly how much equipment Qian Yeqiang had with him when he dragged him out. It was impossible to have these two big boxes anyway.

"I found it from the warehouse." Qianye said bravely.

This explanation is a bit far-fetched, and you only need to ask a few people who look after the mine warehouse to know that it is wrong. Zhao Yuying may have never thought that there would be such a thing as Anduya's mysterious space. When she saw Dongyue stuck on the ground, she immediately thought of the earth-shattering sword that seriously injured the spider demon Count Stuka. , attention immediately turned away from this little thing. In terms of power alone, the sword was as powerful as hers. But Qianye is not even a warrior yet.

"Where did you learn that sword? It's very powerful!" At this point, Zhao Yuying realized a question she had ignored before, "By the way, I have never asked you, what do you practice?" Technique? How could the innate form be like the Bai family’s secret secret of the bird?"

Qianye hesitated for a moment, "I practice Bingbing Jue, and I came up with that sword myself."

Zhao Yuying's eyes widened immediately, she grabbed Qianye's collar and almost lifted him up from the ground: "Did you come up with it yourself? Don't be kidding, you know this can break through the Count's sword. What does it mean? The secret combat skills of my Zhao family are only practiced by the core disciples. There are basically no more than a hundred people in each generation. You actually told me that you came up with it yourself?"

The so-called true secrets of high-ranking officials all have a common standard, which is to be able to induce the force in the void, rather than just the force in the surrounding environment. Only with such secret combat skills, it is possible to break through the divine generals in the later stages of the war.

This kind of secret transmission often takes more than a dozen generations and hundreds of years of continuous polishing and perfection before it can truly be passed down. Many of them will lose their inheritance over a long period of time because no one is suitable for cultivation for several consecutive generations.

"It's just one move." Qianye said with a guilty conscience.

Zhao Yuying is still not calm. What does it mean that there is only one move and it's just a return? The value of secrets is not measured by the number of tricks. The more powerful the secrets are, the rarer they are.

How many geniuses spend their entire lives practicing at most one or two of them to perfection and exerting their due power. And such things as self-creation can only be heard of among legendary figures.

At this moment, Zhao Yuying looked at Qianye and felt unhappy. For a person like her who was arrogant and refused to be inferior to others, when she suddenly met a genius who was far beyond her and could not catch up to him no matter what, her first thought was to strangle him to death.

Zhao Yuying stared at Qianye's neck again and again, and Qianye suddenly felt cold all over his body. Fortunately, she still remembered that there was another blood relationship between the two, and murmured to herself: "This is Xiao Wu, well, he is quite cute. It seems not good to strangle him to death, so strangle him half to death?"

She thought it was a good idea.

Qianye began to feel inexplicably dangerous and felt that he must do something, otherwise something bad might happen. So he calmly took a step back, stretched out his hand, and said, "My gun."

"Such a small gun, but also so nervous. When I get home, I'll find you two better ones!" Zhao Yuying patted her chest and was about to throw the Fantasy Manjushahua to Qianye, but suddenly... He made a sound, stopped, held the short gun in front of his eyes, and looked at it carefully.

"It's strange, I just fired more than ten shots, but how come the power is so much less than yours? Is this a bird that depends on others?" At this point, Zhao Yuying became a little angry. .

Qianye was speechless. In fact, after the battle, Zhao Yuying was able to shoot more than ten shots with the Illusionary Manjushahua, which surprised him. He had a new understanding of the depth of Zhao Yuying's force power. understanding.

It's just that when the twin flowers are in Qianye's hands, they are always affected by the original wings, and the normal launch power is between the fifth and sixth levels of the customized version. The two guns in one are equivalent to a customized version of Level 6. But when it fell into Zhao Yuying's hands, it was just an ordinary level five gun, and with the diminishing effect of vampire firearms used by humans, the natural power was a bit obvious, that is, around level four.

Qianye said vaguely: "This, customized..."

Zhao Yuying didn't know whether she noticed that the phantom Manjushahua was a typical vampire style. She didn't pursue it any further and muttered: "Two little perverts!" and threw the short spear back to Qianye.

Then Zhao Yuying patted Qianye on the shoulder and said tirelessly: "Xiao Wu, remember, there is no one in this world who is worthy of your trust at all costs. On the battlefield, as long as you charge towards you with a weapon, No matter who you are, they are your enemies. Outside the battlefield, anyone who wants to take money out of your pocket is also an enemy."

Qianye can only be taught.

Zhao Yuying glanced at the huge force array in the center of the square, and her eyes suddenly lit up, "I have suffered a huge loss today, and I have to share half of the gain."

Qianye was immediately speechless. Speaking of which, Zhao Yuying just threw too many force grenades. What else could he lose? Immediately he said: "You just said that anyone who wants to take money out of my pocket is an enemy."

With a bang, Qianye was immediately punched on the shoulder.

Zhao Yuying said angrily: "I am your sister, how can it be the same? What's yours is mine, and what's mine is still mine!"

"You" Qianye suddenly realized that trying to reason with a woman was a fool's errand.

Although Qianye also used up two Silver Refined Sun Bullets, in any case, compared with the harvest from this raid on the mine, two Burning Sun Bullets are nothing at all, even if they are specially made by the Song clan The same is true.

In addition to the resources in front of him, Stuka's escape with serious injuries is also a good result.

Qianye didn’t want him to die now. The earl is a big man who can be called your Excellency. Even if the continent is a rural place in the eyes of the Yongye camp, the loss of an earl will at least cause Stuka’s whereabouts to rise. The attention of the clan may lead to other strong men coming to take over.

And the Nerubian Earl who was hit by the Sun Bullet can only live for a few more years at most. Judging from Stuka's harsh methods of ruling the territory in the past, it seems that he is not willing to let people intervene in this area, so this period of time is just the right time. During the buffer period, Qianye can slowly encroach on his territory.

While waiting for the force circle to be dismantled, Qianye Zhao Yuying conducted some serious bargaining.

The mine itself is just that, the value of the force array is immeasurable. In addition, the more than 30 craftsmen who survived are also a great wealth. They can set up such a large-scale Force magic circle, and their level is first-rate even in the dark kingdom. Obtaining this group of craftsmen is tantamount to obtaining a large number of first-class Force Array technologies.

It doesn't matter if Zhao Yuying wants to share some components of the force array, as long as the core is there. But none of these craftsmen Qianye wanted to give up. They are one of the most important cornerstones for the future improvement of Darkfire's armaments.

In the end, the issue of dividing the spoils was resolved, with Zhao Yuying harvesting half of the Force Array components, while the core parts and craftsmen all belonged to Qianye.

Although disassembly is much easier than installation, it still took more than half a day to disassemble and pack the entire Force Array. Those components filled three containers.

The mine is located deep into the earl's direct jurisdiction, and it is a long way to Blackstream City. If an accident occurs on the road, the losses will be extremely heavy. Qianye personally rushed back to Black Ridge, transferred the aeroboat, packed three large boxes and dozens of craftsmen into the aeroboat, and then Zhao Yuying personally escorted them back to Heiliu City.

After Qianye returned to Black Ridge, he was not idle. While Count Spider Demon was injured, he decided to seize the opportunity to expand his victory in this dark territory.

The main force of the army was divided into two, and one part followed Qianye to the territory of the werewolf Viscount. The werewolf's movements were strange, so he decided to lead his troops there to have a look.

The other part of the troops stayed where they were, and after Zhao Yuying returned, they went to attack the fortress of Mask, the Spider Demon Viscount. As for Black Ridge, the Wei family generals are stationed with troops mainly composed of scouts and logistics. It is enough to keep supplies and information flowing smoothly. The Earl of the Spider Demon, the only one who can pose a threat to Black Ridge, will not be able to fight in the short term at least.

After Qianye and Zhao Yuying defeat the two viscounty territories, the occupied areas will be connected. After knocking out the dark stronghold in Silverstream Fjord, most of Stuka's eastern and southern territories will be lost. Into Qianye's bag. At this point in the Western Expedition, the set goal has been successfully accomplished.

Qianye set off with only one special company, and the werewolves retreated completely, huddled behind natural barriers. No matter how many ordinary soldiers there were, it was useless. It would also slow down the march, and it was not as mobile and flexible as a small number of elites.

In Heiliu City, Wei Potian was sitting in his study, holding a piece of armor leaf in his hand and checking it repeatedly.