Monarch of Evernight: Thirty-eight wanton and wild beauties

bsp;Wei Potian is always surrounded by several noble ladies. Unless he is discussing business with a man, those ladies will never let him be alone with a woman. Shi Dongqi wanted to invite Wei Potian to a dinner party in the name of celebrating his achievements, so it was impossible to hide it from them.

So after a while, the situation was as Song Zining expected, and all the ladies were going to have a celebration dinner. But there was only one Crown Prince Wei, so the situation changed. Everyone held a dinner together, but the guest of honor was Wei Potian himself.

Song Zining pulled Qianye and stood in the distance, watching the ladies chatting around Wei Potian, discussing what wine to drink, what dishes to serve, and what songs and dances to choose for the celebration banquet.

Qianye suddenly thought of Wei Potian's eloquent talk about a house full of prostitutes and a girl, and it seemed so vivid to him that he couldn't help but laugh, and his stomach began to hurt again.

Song Zining's attempt to divert trouble to the east was very effective. All the noble ladies lost interest in the military affairs involved in the aftermath of the battlefield, and all their attention was focused on tonight's highlight dinner.

However, everything will not always go as planned in reality. As soon as Qianye breathed a sigh of relief, another trouble came to his door immediately, and it was more trouble than all the young ladies put together.

The tough girl who blasted Dong Qifeng's flagship suddenly appeared in front of Qianye and said she wanted to talk to him alone. Looking at this beautiful woman from a close distance, you can deeply appreciate the dazzling brightness, which is as dazzling as the sun. Even before you can see her facial features clearly, you are already mesmerized.

It's just that the huge hand cannon she was playing with added an unspeakable danger to the words 'talk alone'.

Under her sharp gaze, Song Zining turned around and left without any loyalty, without even saying a word about the situation. Qianye couldn't help but cursed in his heart, feeling that Wei Potian's scolding of Song Zining was not completely unreasonable.

"I'll ask someone to clear out the conference room." Qianye said bravely.

The big beauty said impatiently: "Just go to your room, mother-in-law and mother have so many things to do!"

Qianye was stunned: "Isn't this not good?"

"Stop talking nonsense! I don't care, what are you doing, little boy?"

Little... boy, Qianye felt beads of sweat dripping from his forehead as he looked at this beautiful woman who was at most two or three years older than him. While she was talking, she was waving the surprisingly large hand cannon, and the muzzle of the cannon was pointed at Qianye intentionally or unintentionally.

The muzzle of Chi Chi's cannon is so thick that it is no different from a wheeled heavy cannon. Can this thing really be held in hand and fired? Even Qianye, who had a body as powerful as the Dark Warrior, couldn't help but be so suspicious.

The scene of this guy blasting the aerostat with one shot was still vivid in his mind. Qianye felt that if he was hit, the outcome would not be any better than that of the aerostat.

Suddenly, an inconspicuous small mark passed through Qianye's sight, causing his eyes to freeze slightly. It was the family emblem of the Yanyun Zhao family. Although there were some differences in details and edges, it might be the mark of which branch.

Qianye thought for a while and took her back to his residence in the Dark Fire Base.

When the beauty entered the door, she looked at Shiqi who was standing at the door from head to toe and then from toe to head several times. The two beauties, one large and one small, looked at each other with almond-shaped eyes and peach blossom eyes.

Qianye felt his head hurt even more.

As soon as he was in a daze, the beautiful woman walked directly into the inner room, directly into the bedroom, and then casually threw the Force Hand Cannon aside, and a crater was made in the floor with a "clang".

Qianye's eyelids jumped a few times involuntarily, not because of the unexpected disaster on the floor, but because he felt heartbroken for this level seven hand cannon.

Level 7 force firearms are a big step up from level 6. The price of any level 7 gun is at least ten times that of a level 6 gun, and it is often expensive but not marketable. If it is a customized model, since craftsmen of this level are rare, there are many people who have to wait for several years or even more than ten years.

Before Qianye could say anything, she threw herself onto Qianye's bed, bounced on it a few times, then sat up and said, "It's not comfortable at all!"

After leaving such a comment, she sat on the edge of the bed, crossed her two straight long legs, lit a cigarette, and took a deep drag, not caring about her image.

Qianye finally couldn't help but said: "That's my bed."

"I know it's yours, so what? Isn't it just a broken bed? Why, I want to get into your bed, but you still dare not let me in?"

Qianye was immediately defeated. He smiled helplessly and said, "Don't make such a joke. What on earth is wrong with you?"

Seeing Qianye's embarrassment, she burst out laughing, "Has anyone ever said that your shyness is funny?"

A layer of black energy passed over Qianye's face, and his voice turned cold, "I can tell you, that is definitely not fun."

The flamboyant beauty curled her lips and said: "You can't even take a joke, she is exactly the same as Xiaosi."

Qianye was slightly startled and asked suspiciously: "Xiaosi? Which Xiaosi?"

She said impatiently: "Who else is there? There is only one person in the Zhao family who can call him Zhao Si, and that is Zhao Jundu."

The Zhao family is so big and has countless branches. Of course, it is impossible for only Zhao Jundu to be ranked fourth. But now, as long as Zhao Si is mentioned, it is Zhao Jundu and no one else.

Qianye was silent, his eyes turned cold, and he asked lightly: "What about you?"

She jumped in front of Qianye, stretched out her hand, and said, "Come, little beauty, let's get to know each other! Yanyun Zhao, Zhao Yuying, and Duke You Guo are my grandfathers."

The two hereditary princes of the Yanyun Zhao family are the Duke of Yan and the Duke of You. Over the past few hundred years, these two families have been taking turns taking charge. It was not until the younger brother of the current Duke You Guo soared that he was granted the title of Duke Xuan Yuan for his meritorious deeds. He also asked for the marriage of his eldest son, Zhao Weihuang, Princess Gaoyi of the Empire. After more than ten years of management, Zhao Weihuang was granted the title of Duke Chengen and became the Duke of Chengen. The position of the head of the Zhao family.

In other words, the current Duke of Youguo, Zhao Xuanji, is Zhao Weihuang’s uncle. Within the Zhao clan, although the position of clan leader has fallen by the wayside, the two lines of Yan Guogong and You Guogong are deeply rooted and luxuriant, and they cannot be easily shaken by one generation or two.

While Qianye was awestruck, he also felt a little strange.

The younger generation of the Zhao clan, Zhao Weihuang’s four sons and one daughter, have almost taken away all the glory. In fact, the Zhao family has never lacked geniuses, and Zhao Yuying is the best among the side branches.

But she is extra special. She only hears her name but never sees her. The legitimate sons of high-ranking families such as Song Zining and Wei Potian have never seen her, which means that she almost never attends the social events of the upper class of the empire. occasion. In comparison, the limelight was completely overshadowed by the Fourth Young Master.

However, after Qianye saw herself, she felt that the external evaluation of her was untrue. Zhao Yuying was extremely powerful. Not to mention anything else, not everyone could use the level 7 hand cannon. A weaker general would probably be beaten to death after just one blast. Even if she can't compare to Zhao Jundu and Zhao Ruoxi, there is no doubt that she can overpower the other three young masters.

Seeing Qianye's lack of response, Zhao Yuying shook her hand, almost reaching the tip of Qianye's nose.

Qianye did not hold Zhao Yuying's hand, but asked: "Did Zhao Jundu ask you to come?"

"Him?" Zhao Yuying snorted and said, "It has nothing to do with that stupid guy. I just want to see how troublesome his disobedient brother is."

The last sentence suddenly reminded Qianye of something, and his heart softened. He sighed silently in his heart, hesitated, and finally slowly stretched out his hand and held it with Zhao Yuying.

The smile on Zhao Yuying's face suddenly changed, full of triumph as her conspiracy succeeded.

Qianye suddenly felt a strong force coming from her hand, big enough to make handprints on the steel. Qianye had no doubt that if he had been a little weaker, all the bones in his hand would have been shattered by just one blow. He shouted deeply, and all his strength exploded without reservation, and he shook it back hard with head-on force.

It was a pointless duel, but for a moment no one could do anything to the other, and it was a stalemate.

Qianye was greatly surprised. This was the first time among people of similar age that he encountered someone who could rival him in pure strength. Even ordinary warriors are far inferior to him in terms of physical strength. Zhao Yuying was still a woman, but she didn't expect to have terrifying power that could compare with spider demons of the same level.

Zhao Yuying saw that the surprise attack had no effect, her ponytail suddenly flew up without any wind, and then she body-fitted and hit Qianye. She bumped her shoulders, and the sound of crackling thunder and lightning sounded in the air.

This kind of sound is very familiar to Qianye, it is a sign that it resonates with the surrounding force. Qianye was already angry, his face was as dark as water, he also bumped his shoulders back, and when he moved, thunder suddenly sounded in the air.

The two collided with each other, and all the cups, dishes, and utensils in the room suddenly burst into pieces, and then everything that was not solid enough, including pillows and bedding, was shattered into pieces.

When they fought, the overflowing force alone had destructive power.

This collision was evenly matched, and Zhao Yuying's body suddenly shook. This movement was perfectly timed regardless of time or angle, and it shook Qianye's balance in an instant. She clung to Qianye, twisted her long legs, lifted Qianye's body into the air, and then pressed her down hard to the ground.

Qianye also reacted very quickly. He twisted his waist and legs behind his back, firmly pressed against Zhao Yuying, and then took her off the ground.

The two people's limbs were intertwined, they fell to the ground together, and then rolled around. Their heads, shoulders, elbows, and palms, every part of their bodies could be turned into weapons and used to attack. But to put it bluntly, the two of them were fighting like gangsters on the street, with no rules and tricks, just relying on physical instincts, grabbing and beating randomly.

However, although this battle looks ugly, it is actually extremely dangerous. Their bodies are covered with murderous weapons, and every elbow and headbutt has the power to crack monuments and rocks.

In the blink of an eye, there was a banging sound, and neither of them knew how many attacks they had taken from each other. Qianye's body was strong enough to catch up with the vampire warriors, but Zhao Yuying was a beautiful and dazzling woman, but her body was not weak at all. In terms of physical strength, she was even stronger than Wei Potian.

However, Zhao Yuying was already at the eleventh level after all. In terms of force power, Qianye was far inferior. After a moment, he was at a disadvantage and was overwhelmed by Zhao Yuying's strength. She reached out with her left hand and grabbed Qianye's throat.

Qianye’s chest heaved and he gasped violently. In just a short period of fighting, all his Force power had been exhausted, and now he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand.

However, through this battle, Qianye also gained the most intuitive understanding of Zhao Yuying's combat power. Among the generals he had fought against, Song Zian was also at the eleventh level, but compared to Zhao Yuying, he was no different than Yinghuo and Haoyue. If they really wanted to fight, Song Zian would be able to shoot one at a time in front of Zhao Yuying's Force Hand Cannon.

Zhao Yuying stared at Qianye for a moment, then suddenly smiled, "Looking at you, you look like a beautiful gadget, and you are really unambiguous when it comes to fighting. Very good! This is a bit cool, very suitable for me. Appetite! It’s not in vain that idiot Zhao Si offended so many people for you.”

Zhao Yuying stood up and pulled Qianye up as well.

At this moment, an autumn leaf suddenly floated slowly between the two of them.

Qianye and Zhao Yuying's eyes were fixed on this autumn leaf at the same time. Watching its long fall, the atmosphere suddenly became extremely strange.

PS: Just now Shasha asked me what to do with 20,000, so I will update twice that night, but after looking at it, it was just over 10,000...