Monarch of Evernight: Sixty-three pressure

bsp;Yeyetong finally turned his head, looked squarely at the tall young man, and said, "Fila, no matter how many times, there is only one answer, and that is, no."

The expression on Fila’s face suddenly froze, and her cheeks kept beating, obviously extremely angry. He still wanted to maintain a bit of grace, and reluctantly grinned his lips, trying to pull out a smile, but the twisted lines looked indescribably ferocious.

Yeye Tong turned around and continued to stare out the window. Her defiant indifference was more like contempt, and her body moved inadvertently, moving away a little.

"You bitch!" Fila yelled angrily. Ye Tong's little move lit the last fuse, and Feila stood up suddenly, stretched out his big hand, and grabbed her directly.

A cold light flashed in Ye Tong's eyes, and the two daggers at his waist automatically left their sheaths and jumped into his hands. The two knives glowed with bright red light and stabbed towards Fila's chest like lightning. At the same time, Fila's figure was also reflected in her pupils.

There was just a ding, and the sound of metal colliding echoed in the room. Fila's right hand was placed in front of her body, and she actually blocked Nighteye's double knives with her forearm. The two sharp blades that had chopped countless enemies into pieces seemed to be chopping on a statue made of fine gold. It was very difficult to penetrate even further.

Yeye Tong immediately shouted, and the image of Fila in his eyes suddenly shattered. However, Fila just snorted, her face became paler, and her blood energy wavered for a while before regaining its stability. The blood mist wrapped around his left hand quickly became extremely thick, directly pressing against Night Eye's protective blood energy.

Blood energy that was as thick as substance surged wildly from the two of them, filling the entire room in the blink of an eye. Then two types of blood energy of different natures condensed into domains and violently attacked each other.

Fila's dark red blood turned into beasts of land, including lions, tigers, bears, and wolves, roaring and rushing towards Night Eye. It was not a simple illusion. Every attack and tear had the power to tear flesh and blood, and was even more ferocious than ordinary monsters.

Suddenly a strange cry sounded, and a two-headed beast appeared among countless land beasts. As soon as it appeared, it brought a great sense of oppression. Being able to transform evil creatures in the field to attack opponents is a recognized standard of genius. The attack power of this kind of field is much higher than that of ordinary fields.

After Fila pushed her domain to the extreme, her anger had subsided a lot and turned into the calmness needed for battle. He wanted to know what special abilities Nighteye, who was highly regarded by many big shots, had. Nighteye is a native species, and he is also a native species, but he receives much less attention from the big shots in the upper echelons.

Yeye Tong is also stimulating her blood energy. Her blood energy is bright red with a little bit of gold. At this time, her whole body was wrapped in the thick blood-colored mist, and suddenly a giant bird rose into the sky, looming! It is shaped like a peacock, with a golden line extending from the beak to the back and to the longest tail feather.

Fila’s pupils suddenly shrank, this is a golden-threaded peacock! It is a ferocious beast that can control the dark force. Compared to the last two-headed ferocious beast released in Fila's domain, it immediately pales in comparison.

As soon as the golden-threaded peacock appeared, he didn't even look at the land beasts that were desperately attacking Nighteye to defend against the blood mist. He pounced on the two-headed beast, pecked it hard several times, and nailed a few **** wounds on the left side of the beast's head. Hole. The ferocious beast struggled desperately in pain, turned its head on the other side, and bit **** the golden peacock.

However, the golden-threaded peacock held the ferocious beast firmly and could not shake it off no matter how hard it fluttered. After a few fierce pecks, the other head of the ferocious beast exploded, turning into a few wisps of black smoke and dissipating in the **** field.

This battle is a matter of judgment.

But the victorious golden-threaded peacock was immediately overwhelmed by all kinds of land beasts. Every time it flapped its wings, some monsters were thrown away and returned to the black force in the air. However, there are too many monsters, and the wounds on the Golden Thread Peacock are also increasing.

In the blood mist, Ye Tong opened his eyes, his cold eyes were particularly bright, and another large gray eagle with snow-white wingtips rose into the air and jumped out.

Snow-Winged Golden Eagle! It's another ferocious beast. Although it's worse than the golden-threaded peacock, it's still limited.

Fela's expression finally changed. Two ferocious beasts appeared in the Night Eye Domain in succession, and both were flying beasts ranked above him. Their talent in the domain alone far exceeded him.

The ability to transform into ferocious beasts in the field is usually the ability of a strong person above the blood marquis or above. Fila was able to control land beasts at the rank of earl. Such talent was enough to be proud of. However, compared with Nighteye, it was far behind. If he remembered correctly, Nighteye had just been promoted to Viscount.

No wonder Monroe was still coy and reluctant during negotiations under such circumstances, and no wonder the big shots in the Evernight Council paid so much attention to her. But being noticed by too many big shots is sometimes not a good thing.

Fila showed a ferocious smile. The higher the talent Nighteye showed, the more determined he became.

In his domain, monsters surged out like a black tide, rushing towards the golden-threaded peacocks and snow-winged golden eagles. Even though one land beast was torn into black smoke every time the two sky monsters swung their beaks and claws, there were too many of them. When one died, another one immediately rushed up to fill the gap.

Fila's level was far above that of Night Eye, and she finally won by relying on the amount of blood, suppressing Night Eye for life. The Snow Winged Golden Eagle was unable to hold on at first and was torn to pieces.

Yeye Tong's face suddenly turned pale, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. His movements immediately slowed down, and he was almost hit by Fila. In the blink of an eye, the golden peacock also disappeared. Nighteye spurted out another mouthful of blood, and his movements slowed down significantly.

Fela finally found an opportunity, and her left hand suddenly passed through Night Eye's protective blood energy, grabbed her throat, and lifted her off the ground.

After Fila restrained Nighteye, she looked around and saw only a few ferocious beasts left in her domain, all with injuries. Fila's face was gloomy, which meant that he only narrowly won the field duel.

He is three levels higher than Ye Tong, but he is still beaten like this. If he were at the same level as Ye Tong, he might not be able to last ten minutes.

Fila stared at Nighteye, with a crazy light flashing in her eyes, gritting her teeth and said: "You are worthy of being a native species that makes those old guys attracted, and your talent is indeed far above mine. But so what, you Your talent will only push you into the abyss."

There was a suffocating blush on Ye Tong's pale face. He looked back at Fila coldly, but his eyes were extremely calm, as if the current situation could not move her in the slightest.

Phila's voice became particularly low, "I know you look down on me, but this matter is not up to you, just be my woman..." He stopped suddenly, with a dangerous tone in his words, "Maybe, It would be a good idea to taste you now!"

At this moment, a cough suddenly sounded in the room.

Fila's movements suddenly stagnated, she turned her head hard, and her eyes were like spitting fire, staring at an old man who didn't know when he appeared.

The old man was meticulously groomed, even the gemstone ring on his hand was worn at just the right angle, completely in the style of an elder of an ancient clan. He was looking at Fila and said slowly: "Your Excellency Fila, your current behavior is not very appropriate."

"Appropriate?" Fila sneered, and the hand holding Ye Tong's neck suddenly moved. With the harsh sound of tearing the silk, Night Tong's collar was torn open.

The old man coughed again, and Fila stiffened. A bright red spot suddenly appeared on the side of her neck, and then a drop of blood slowly appeared.

"You must stop me?" Fila asked sharply.

"If you mean now, then yes."

Fila's eyes almost burst out with fire. He suddenly snorted heavily and pushed Nighteye away.

Nighteye flew backwards, hit the wall hard, and immediately spurted out another mouthful of blood. The field duel just now had depleted her blood, and now she was not much stronger than an ordinary vampire newborn.

The old man's eyes twitched a few times, but he did not move or speak. He still looked at Fila quietly without looking away for a moment.

Fela became irritable, strode around the room, waved her hands vigorously, and kept saying: "Very well, Your Excellency Count Kaos, I will remember your words and deeds today. I heard that your descendants There are quite a few, but they are all rubbish. They must be more careful in the future, and it is best not to leave their castle and coffin. Evernight has never been safe, and it will become even more unsafe in the future!"

The old man's expression changed and then returned to normal.

Fila strode up to the old man, poked his chest hard with her finger, and said word by word: "Old man, listen, even if you can stop today, you can't stop tomorrow! She is destined to be My woman is just one day too late. But because of your actions today, I have decided that when I get her, I will play her until she is half dead in front of all your descendants! You're nosy, you hear me?"

This time the old man's face remained as usual, as if there was just a breeze blowing in his ears. He said calmly: "It's getting late, you should go and rest."

Phila's chest rose and fell sharply, and she finally calmed down. She sneered, "Okay! I'm leaving! But I want to see what Monroe can do to reject me now! Go back and tell Gal that the original conditions are invalid. Let’s talk about it all again!”

After the roar, Fila strode away and slammed the door hard.

The old man walked up to Ye Tong, helped her up, and then handed her a blood crystal. It wasn't until the blood in the crystal was drained that Ye Tong's complexion recovered.

The old man stared at Nighteye, his eyes full of love and compassion. He sighed and said: "Although you have awakened the bloodline of the ancestor, I still regard you as my child."

Yetong's always cold expression melted, and he said softly: "You have always been my father, and you have never changed."

The old count sighed deeply, and the wrinkles on his face became even deeper, "I didn't expect that Fila would be so bold. It seems that they are determined to win."

A hint of imperceptible determination flashed through Ye Tong's eyes, and he said calmly: "Nothing in this world is guaranteed to be obtained."

The old count smiled bitterly, "I'm a little worried that those people above won't be able to withstand the pressure."

Yeyetong lowered his eyes slightly and did not answer.

The old count was silent for a while, then suddenly made up his mind and said, "Go ahead and get out of here."

Yetong was startled, then shook his head: "But what will you do? If I leave, they will definitely be angry with you."

"I am already old, so old that I am just waiting for the moment of eternal sleep. So even if I am angry, what does it matter?"

Nighteye gently held the old earl's hand.

It was a hand that belonged entirely to an old man. The skin had lost its elasticity and had been worn away by time. It was very thin and almost translucent, revealing the rugged bones and tendons.

She slowly pressed her cheek against it, just like she had done as a child many years ago.

During these days, the elite of Dark Fire have been stationed in Black Ridge, with the general from the Wei family in charge of the army's logistics and the transportation of trophies. Qianye himself led the elite to continue the attack, raiding two more mines, plundering everything that could be taken away, and then burning them into ruins.

There is still no movement in the depths of the Nerubian Earldom, but Qianye is not worried about any conspiracy behind Stuka's inaction. The longer time passes, the more complete the defenses of Black Ridge will become. Over time, it will become A fortress. Qianye even mobilized an aerostat.

If the Earl of Nerubians really does not plan to send troops, it is not a bad thing. As long as the Black Ridge is firmly controlled, the connection between the eastern territory and the Earl will be cut off. Next, the viscounts in the east will be killed one by one. After cleaning it up, Qianye's westward advance plan is complete.

Zhao Yuying was nowhere to be found during this period. She left a message saying that she was going to explore the terrain. She should be able to come back if there was a real fight. With Zhao Yuying's ability, as long as she is a little careful, there should be no one who can threaten her in this earldom. Qianye left her alone, since there was nothing that needed her in the near future.

The permanent manager of those two mines was just a baron. Qianye won with almost no effort, and the additional gain was supplementary blood essence.

After retreating to the Black Ridge, Qianye wanted to practice immediately and transform the blood essence as soon as possible. Unexpectedly, after he walked into the camp, fatigue suddenly hit him again, and there was that familiar and irresistible feeling.