Monarch of Evernight: Sixty-one signs of danger

bsp;Twilight stretched out her finger thoughtfully and tapped her lips, "I'm just curious. Let me guess, the reason that attracted you to Yongye may have something to do with Lord Andua? The highest masterpiece in the life of the Black Wing King is the original wing, a weapon with a soul, which is really unimaginable! ”

"Have you been nagging for so long just to say these useless things?"

"Maybe, you know I'm too bored, and it's rare for me to have anyone to talk to. There are groups of trash outside, and I don't even bother to look at them, let alone chat. Come on, let's continue the work of Original Wings Flying away in front of us, it is really unimaginable that there are people in this world whose blood is closer to the Black Wing King than a native species."

Twilight glanced at Nighteye, "But no matter what, the prince failed to find the whereabouts of the Original Wings when he used the secret technique. It is an almost impossible task to find it after such a long time. You You shouldn’t have come to Yongye for the Original Wings or the Lord’s other undisclosed treasures. Maybe you did.”

"Enough!" Ye Tong suddenly felt vaguely angry.

Twilight smiled very low, but the tail tone floated up, with an inexplicable temptation. She leaned close to Ye Tong and said softly, "It's for someone, someone who may be related to the Black Winged King, but it may also have nothing to do with it. . Did I guess it right? ”

Yetong suddenly calmed down and said lightly: "That's right."

Twilight chuckled, "It doesn't matter what you say, the answer is already in our hearts. Okay, I won't disturb you, just enjoy this last free time, my dearest sister."

Twilight walked outside. When she passed by the desk, she suddenly stopped and brushed aside a few books scattered on the table, revealing a piece of paper at the bottom. A few strokes on the paper outline a bust of a human figure. The lines are simple but very expressive.

It was a human boy, and the texture and style of his shirt showed his civilian identity. He looked very young, looking straight ahead, with a clear and peaceful expression between his brows. However, a strand of hair half covered his left eye, and the falling shadow gave him a touch of melancholy.

That was Qianye when he was still in the lighthouse town.

Yeye Tong turned around like a whirlwind and shouted angrily: "What are you doing!?"

Twilight didn't leave any chance for Ye Tong at all. He quickly grabbed the paper in his hand, glanced at it a few times, and then slowly raised his face, with an enchanting smile showing unspeakable cruelty and coldness, "This is it. What’s your purpose in coming to Yongye?”

A chill began to radiate from Ye Tong's body, his pupils gradually darkened, and he said slowly: "Twilight, you are looking for death."

"Can you kill me?" Dusk's blood began to surge, far more powerful than Nighteye.

Yeye Tong's eyes were completely filled with bright blood, and a twilight figure suddenly appeared in them. However, the blood energy around Dusk's body surged crazily, leaking out from her body, and a layer of dense scarlet mist enveloped her whole body. So in Ye Tong's blood-colored pupils, the figure close at hand suddenly became distorted and blurred, as if it wanted to disappear.

The two stood opposite each other, and the battlefield suddenly shifted to Ye Tong's eyes. There, the twilight figure twisted desperately, sometimes clear, sometimes blurry. After holding on like this for a moment, the figure of Dusk could not disappear, but Nighteye was still unable to completely grasp it and clearly show it.

This is a battle without smoke, but more dangerous than real swords and guns.

Dusk suddenly raised the paper in his hand, and Ye Tong's eyes suddenly turned cold.

"There will be no results if we continue like this. You can't kill me, at least not now. And I have equally important reasons why I can't kill you. In this case, why don't we talk about it?"

Yeyetong nodded slowly, and the shadow of dusk finally faded from her eyes. She whispered: "Put down the paper."

The corners of Dusk's lips curved in an arc of unknown meaning, "Is this person very important to you?"

Yetong said calmly: "That's not something you should care about."

"Maybe I should go see him." As soon as Twilight left his mouth, he immediately felt a murderous intention that was even more fierce than before. She laughed and said, "Look, isn't this a rush?"

Yeye Tong's expression was extremely calm, but his murderous intent became more and more intense.

Twilight finally put away her fake smile and said seriously: "Don't worry, I really just went to see him, I won't do anything. Why would I do anything to a human like an ant? Look , let's make a deal. It's not convenient for you to go out recently, but I don't have this restriction. I can go and see how he is doing on your behalf, and if there is any trouble, maybe you can help him if you are in a good mood. ?"

"Not very good."

"Refuse so simply?"

Yeyetong sneered: "You can't find him."

"That's not necessarily true."

Yeye Tong was silent for a moment and said, "What exactly do you want?"

Twilight's expression finally became eager, and he said word by word: "The essence and blood of the Black Winged King in your hand!"

"That's impossible, I've already used it." Nighteye said lightly.

"Really? That's really a pity." Dusk didn't say anything more, looked at the portrait in her hand, whistled, put it on the table with regret, and then left the room.

Yeye Tong stood there for a while, then walked to the desk, picked up the portrait, and silently stared at the boy who even looked a little innocent. This was the first time she saw Qianye, and when she saw him later, he had changed a lot. Thinking of this, Ye Tong let out a breath and relaxed his tense back slightly.

When night fell, the twilight left the castle and turned into a black shadow, disappearing in an instant. Late at night, she came to the foot of a lonely and deserted hill. Behind the forest, there was a wooden house built. There were no lights inside, and it looked indescribably weird.

Twilight walked to the wooden house and pushed the door open.

The furnishings in the house are extremely simple, with some animal skins and withered grass spread on the floor, and a cold fireplace in the corner. The outer wall was smoked black, but there were no sparks inside. There were even spots of rust on the barbecue iron grill next to it.

This looks like a cabin for wilderness hunters to stay occasionally, but it seems that no one has been here for a long time.

Twilight didn't find a place to sit down, but stood straight in the middle of the wooden house, closing his eyes and concentrating.

Not long after, the hinges that were also rusty on the door shaft squeaked again, and a rickety old man walked in.

He let out a hoarse and low laugh and said: "It's really rare that a big shot is here today. Tell me, is there anything I can do for you?"

Twilight threw a folded piece of paper and said, "Find me a person. This is his portrait, but his appearance may not be exactly like this."

The old man unfolded it carefully, took it to the window, and looked at it through the moonlight. On the paper was Qianye's portrait, which was exactly the same as the one on Ye Tong's desk. As long as anything passes through Dusk's eyes, she can reproduce it accurately.

The old man looked at the portrait carefully and said: "It doesn't matter if the appearance changes. The proportions of the facial features and the skeleton are always traceable. I have memorized these eyes. However, can you give me a starting range? If it's the entire Eternal Night Continent, it's beyond my ability."

"He should have appeared in the Sanhe County area of ​​​​the human race two years ago. Is this enough?"

"Well, there is a slight possibility. But a civilian of the human race may have died long ago. You know, this is Yongye, and those weak little reptiles have too many misfortunes that can take away their humbleness. life"

Twilight said categorically: "Even if you die a hundred times, he will not die! I can be sure of this! Don't mess around, go find him for me."

The old man was startled by Dusk's suddenly raised voice. He took a step to the side and hit the wooden wall hard. He snored a few times before saying, "I can try my best, but it's very expensive."

"Just tell me how much you want." Dusk's voice was cold.

"You know, sometimes crystal coins can't be exchanged for everything." The old man secretly raised his eyes, a ray of greedy light flashed through, and he boldly glanced at the most obvious part of the curve.

Unexpectedly, Dusk saw all his little movements. He snorted, raised his finger, and shot out a thin line of blood energy, piercing through the old man's thigh like lightning, and put his not light body on the floor. Drag it up and down.

The old man suddenly screamed like a pig, scratching randomly in the air with his hands, and bursts of black air came out from his fingertips, but for some reason, he couldn't touch the blood line. It wasn't until he howled for a full three minutes that Dusk regained his energy.

The old man's injured thigh hit the floor hard, making a tooth-piercing impact. He covered the **** wound, his whole body was shaking with pain, and he couldn't even scream.

Twilight threw a few crystal coins on him and said coldly: "This is the deposit. You 'grey night walkers' claim to have penetrated all the shadows in the Realm of Eternal Night? Don't think that Twilight Continent can only I rely on you to get things you shouldn't get. If you dare to look around again, I will dig out your eyes. What do you think an elder in black is worth in front of Monroe's pure blood?"

The old man shuddered involuntarily when he heard the surname Munro. He immediately grabbed the crystal coin tightly and said repeatedly: "Don't worry, don't worry! In just half a month, there will be results, for sure!"

"If you take my money and there is no result, you know what will happen."

The old man nodded desperately and almost swore a blood curse to heaven and earth.

"Wrap your legs, don't bleed to death before you finish my work." After saying this, Dusk walked out of the cabin.

When Dusk walked to the edge of the forest, a tall man wearing a long black trench coat quietly appeared from the shadow of a big tree and followed Dusk. He was extraordinarily handsome, with extraordinarily slender fingers.

"Gemu, come here again in half a month and get the results back for me."

The young vampire named Gemu laughed silently and asked: "What next?"

Twilight said coldly: "Then you dig out his eyes, and then cut off his left hand and left foot."

"That's it? No need to let him die longer?"

"No, keep his life, Monroe will not kill the person who has done something for us."

Gemu shrugged and spread his hands, saying: "It's such an ancient and decadent principle."

Twilight turned around and gave Gemu a hard look, "Don't say such things before you have the ability to challenge those old guys. Because it is meaningless, understand?"

Gemu smiled nonchalantly and said, "Sooner or later we will be able to challenge them, right?"

"Let's wait until that day to talk about it!" Dusk said this, and his figure flashed continuously, and he was a hundred meters away in an instant.

Gemu ran, chasing after her and shouting: "Hey, wait for me! Listen to me, there have been many strange people around recently"

Night once again enveloped the Evernight Continent, as if it had never left, and the brief few hours of sunshine during the day seemed like just a dream.

Qianye had already gotten into his tent and was preparing to practice. But somehow, an irresistible tiredness suddenly came over him. He barely controlled his body, found a relatively comfortable position, and fell asleep.

Qianye had a very strange dream. It was a dark forest with dark ancient trees everywhere. Every tree had no leaves, just bare branches, all twisted out of shape. Looking as far as the eye could see, there was not a single smooth and straight line in front of me. The mess that shocked my vision seemed to be the extremely painful but silent cry of the ancient tree.

In the middle of the forest, a white shadow stood out. It was a girl walking alone.