Monarch of Evernight: Three narrow roads meet

bsp;Song Zining listened very carefully to Qianye's entire story. After pondering for a while, he said: "If you want to go to the Zhao Mansion, be sure not to go in directly. Contact Zhao Jundu first with a token and ask him to come out to find you."

Qianye didn’t expect Song Zining to say such a thing, so he was stunned, “Do you think what he said is true?”

A complex look flashed in Song Zining's eyes, "Although the fourth son of the Zhao family has a very bad character, he is a man of his word." Moreover, with Zhao Jundu's status and authority, how could he inexplicably recognize a blood brother? .

There was silence in the room.

Song Zining finally said: "Although the various sects must have sent their juniors to celebrate the birthday of our ancestors, the chance of meeting Zhao Jundu is slim. His status is already a bit high. In fact, in recent years, few people have participated in such activities. They are both the eldest brother Zhao Junyi and the second child Zhao Junhong."

The two of them stopped talking and began to prepare for the trip.

It is a long sailing journey from Yongye Continent to the mainland of the empire, the Gaoling Province where the Song Clan is located, and the birthday of Mrs. Anguo is only six days away, so time is already quite tight.

Most of the things have been prepared in advance. The most troublesome thing is that Qianye needs to change his identity, which includes a full disguise. However, there are many masters in the Song Dynasty, and excessive modifications cannot be hidden from the eyes of the strong. He only used drugs to change his skin color, and then made appropriate modifications to his eyebrows, eyes, and hair to change Qianye's temperament.

Qianye's new identity is An Renyi, and he is indeed a steward who was taken under Song Zining's command two years ago. He is three or four years older than Qianye. What's rare is that the two are similar in height and body shape. That man was one of Song Zining's secret agents. He rarely appeared in front of people, and he was about to travel far away to carry out a completely identityless mission.

Qianye originally took this person's place to take the big exam, but later became a guest of the Song Dynasty, and he could have an identity that could appear openly in front of others. It's just that people can't help it. Who knew that Zhao Jundu would be hit by Zhao Jundu in the West Continent.

At noon on the third day, the airship that Song Zining and Qianye rode landed at the airship base outside Shangqiu City.

Shangqiu City is the capital of Gaoling Province and the main city of the Song Dynasty. After hundreds of years of careful management, it has become extremely prosperous. It is backed by Yunshan Mountain, facing the Lanjiang River in front, and sitting on the Canglan Plain. The city is divided into eight districts, with a population of millions, and its scale is close to that of the imperial capital.

This is also an important transportation point for the entire province. Unlike the other three clans, the Song clan, which is based on merchants, has only one province because its fiefdom is in the hinterland of the empire. Even if it expands its territory, it is an enclave that cannot be connected to the main clan. However, although the land area is limited, it is a fertile land with abundant products, which is several times that of the bitter and cold frontier land.

The airship slowly lowered its height. Qianye looked out from the porthole. The city was still far away, but in front of him was a small airship city.

On the parking lot that stretches into the distance, there are dozens of large aerostats parked at the same time, lined up in a row, with almost no end in sight. There were dozens of densely packed airships circling in the sky, waiting to enter the port. On the ground, there are a total of eighteen take-off and landing pads, and aerospace boats are constantly taking off and landing alternately.

Perhaps because Mrs. Anguo's birthday is approaching, many small and medium-sized airships bear the marks of different wealthy families. The aerostats bearing the family emblems of the Song Dynasty show the true nature of the Shang family, and the proportion of cargo ships is quite high.

Song Zining’s entourage who stayed at home had already come to wait. His vehicle had the emblem of the direct lineage of the Song family, and they still queued for nearly half an hour when they left the base.

Qianye and Song Zining were riding in the same car, and the scenery outside the window fell backwards quickly.

Their destination was not in Shangqiu City, but in the western suburbs of "Wen Dao Manor", where Duke An Guo and his wife lived in seclusion.

But just by looking at the road conditions, we know that although "Wen Dao Manor" is called a place of escape, its status in the Song Dynasty is no less than the capital. It was a majestic avenue that could accommodate eight off-road vehicles in parallel, and was no smaller than the ring road in Shangqiu City.

Not long after he entered the avenue, Qianye saw an eighteen-meter-high single power tower. Constructing a power device specifically for lighting and defense facilities for a road is a configuration that is only available for first-class highways in the empire.

Several off-road vehicles quickly passed by in the lane next to them. As the two teams were crossing each other, an off-road vehicle suddenly heard a sound of "Eh", and then the off-road vehicles suddenly turned and forcibly inserted themselves into the middle of Song Zining's convoy. .

The driver stepped on the brakes, causing the tires to rub against the ground, making a screeching sound.

Song Zining's body suddenly became as light as nothing. He stretched out his hand to support the car seat in front of him and floated in the air. Qianye propped himself up on one side of the car wall, and the steel plate immediately creaked and dented, but he sat firmly in his position without moving.

But a follower in the front passenger seat didn't have this ability. He hit his head on the car window and flew out. Then he fell into another car with a bang and was bounced to the ground.

The off-road vehicle spun in a circle like crazy, collided hard with the car that got in, and then bounced to the side of the road and stopped.

The door of the off-road vehicle opposite opened, and a young man with a smile on his face jumped out.

He opened his arms and shouted in a very exaggerated tone: "Ah! Isn't this my dear seventh brother? I really didn't expect to see you here. You don't know that the days when I can't see you, I have What a hard work!”

He then snapped his fingers behind him and said angrily: "Get out of the car, you are stupid! How dare you sit in front of the Seventh Young Master and watch me go back and chop off your legs!"

Dozens of big men jumped out from seven or eight off-road vehicles, all of them were warriors of high rank. They stood up behind the young man and said in unison: "Hello, Young Master Qi!"

Song Zining did not bring many people with him originally. Apart from him and Qianye, there were only eight soldiers in the three cars. At this time, they also got out of the car and confronted each other, looking very weak.

Qianye's eyelids twitched and he said softly: "It's very eye-opening. I thought those guys from the Sky Snake Gang came back to life."

Song Zining asked slightly curiously: "Sky Snake Gang?"

"A third-rate gang that I destroyed on the Evernight Continent."

Song Zining coughed twice, opened the car door, got out of the car, and said with a smile: "Cousin Ziqi, I am also very surprised to see you here. Are these all the new people you recruited? They look a bit pretentious. Health. Where are those old people?"

Song Ziqi's eyes flashed coldly, and he said: "There was an accident recently, and the losses were indeed quite large. But as you can see, I have already replenished my manpower. Of course, my losses will definitely be recovered, you Say yes, Xiaoqi?”

Song Zining smiled and said nothing.

Song Ziqi glanced at the entourage who fell from the car to the ground and said, "Didn't he already collect some interest? Oh, he can still move. His life is quite tough."

As soon as he finished speaking, the driver of an off-road vehicle next to him suddenly started the engine and drove directly towards the seriously injured follower!

The expressions of all the soldiers on Song Zining's side changed drastically. Someone immediately rushed out, grabbed the fallen follower, and rushed back. However, his movements were still a little slow, and he was rubbed by the body of the off-road vehicle. He heard a bang and took several steps back, his face flashing pale.

When the off-road vehicle started, Qianye suddenly felt a murderous intention locking on him. He looked up and saw a man with a short beard and a gloomy face behind Song Ziqi, sneering and staring at him unabashedly.

That was a ninth-level warrior, his body always exuded the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood, and he could tell at a glance that he was an elite veteran who was prolific in killing people. Such people are very difficult to deal with. In a life-or-death arena battle, they are often more dangerous than higher-level warriors.

Qianye smiled and moved his left hand slightly. Song Zining suddenly reached out and pressed on his shoulder. So Qianye restrained his breath and still stood quietly aside.

Song Zining said calmly: "Since the third brother is so anxious and wants to collect all the interest, then please do it."

Song Ziqi took two steps forward, approached Song Zining, and said softly: "Do you think I will be fooled by such a stupid person? If you kill someone in the street for no reason, your inheritance rights will be revoked. Haha, I just wanted two of him Just legs."

Song Ziqi turned to look at Qianye, feeling that he was stabbing Qianye unscrupulously, and then showed a sarcastic smile and said: "This is your guest warrior, and he has not even reached the ninth level. Seventh brother, what's wrong with your vision?" Is it getting worse, or are you so poor that you can’t even afford a ninth-level warrior? If you really don’t have money, tell me and I’ll pay for it!”

Song Ziqi smiled and turned to Qianye, reaching out to pat his head, just like a domestic pet.

The smile on Song Zining's face remained the same, but a leaf-like cold light appeared between the fingers of his right hand.

However, Qianye frowned slightly and suddenly kicked Song Ziqi like lightning!

Song Ziqi never expected that Qianye would take action at this time. He was totally unable to react and was kicked firmly in the stomach. His body flew backwards like a cannonball, knocking away several of his men, and hit an off-road vehicle nearby, causing the entire front hood to collapse.

The incident happened suddenly, and everyone on Song Ziqi's side was stunned for a moment. Then they unsheathed their swords and guns, and started shouting and cursing.

Qianye ignored those people who were clamoring to surround him. He looked beyond the crowd and looked at the few big men standing still behind them. They had an aura about them that made Qianye a little afraid.

Song Zining remained calm and stretched out his hand to block Qianye behind him. The menacing warriors were suffocated, but they did not have the courage of Qianye to attack the seventh son of the Song family in broad daylight.

Song Ziqi over there has jumped to the ground, gritted his teeth and said: "You little bastard, you dare to attack me. Even if the seventh child protects you, you can only go out today with only 17 or 18 dollars!"

Song Zining suddenly smiled, "Song Ziqi, why are you shouting so loudly? Isn't it very honorable for a general to be kicked out by an eighth-level soldier?"

At this moment, someone next to me suddenly said: "Stop." With the vibration of the engine and the sound of brakes, a convoy stopped.

Everyone in the confrontation looked over in surprise.

After the conflict began, not everyone passed by on this road, but everyone took a detour automatically.

Of course the Song Clan's vehicles recognize the emblems of both teams, and both ordinary disciples and other heirs wish they had never seen them. And other aristocratic families would not come to see the excitement of the Song clan at this time.

Qianye felt someone was looking at him and turned around to see that the person getting off the main car of the motorcade was actually Zhao Junhong. He was dressed quite formally, wearing an ancient suit with a main tone of silver and black. Obviously, he should be the representative of the Zhao family who came to congratulate him this time.

Zhao Junhong's smile was as usual, reserved and slightly arrogant, "The third young master of the Song Dynasty, Zi Ning, long time no see."

Song Ziqi's face looked ugly at first. Zhao Junhong's greeting was immediately noticeable, but he couldn't get angry about it. The Zhao family was famous for their lack of expression. They always went their own way and were arrogant and conceited.