Monarch of Evernight: Under the Sixty Crisis

bsp;Ye Mulan said softly: "The people of the Zhao family have always set their sights high. Although our two families are close among the four great families, they are not as close as the Bai family and the Zhang family. . Zhao Junhong is one of the four young masters of the Zhao family and a core figure of the younger generation. Now he is in trouble. If we help him get out, of course he will be grateful to us and we can make friends with Zhao Junhong. ”

Song Zining frowned and said: "But Zhao Junhong is not outstanding among the four young masters. The most promising ones of this generation of the Zhao family are Zhao Jundu and Zhao Ruoxi. Oh, by the way, there is also a side branch, Zhao Yuying."

Ye Mulan sighed helplessly, "Zining, Zhao Jundu and Zhao Ruoxi almost ignore outsiders. Your eldest brother was given a cold face by them last time. Everything must be done step by step. Zhao Junhong is theirs after all. Second brother."

Ye Mulan didn't notice the flash of sarcasm in Song Zining's lowered eyes. Showing kindness? To show kindness to a person, you must first understand his preferences. Zhao Junhong has an arrogant temperament and is proud of himself, so he cannot be cured by this method.

"That's fine, you can take someone with you and let Song Ge follow." Song Zining said with a somewhat wistful expression: "I still have less than half of my mountain and forest map, just in time to finish it."

Ye Mulan was stunned for a moment, and then quickly figured out in his mind that he might as well lead the team himself, so as not to have any accidents happen to Zi Ning when he saw that kid again, or to avoid encountering Qiqi on the way. Song Ge is personally accompanied by Song Zining. More people from various families are familiar with him than Ye Mulan. His presence is enough to show his position.

After Ye Mulan finished his calculations, he agreed softly, stood up and was about to go out to call someone, but was suddenly pulled back by Song Zining.

Song Zining's eyes were as gentle and bright as spring water. He suddenly exerted force on his hand and pulled Ye Mulan into his arms. Then his hot breath covered her ears and neck, "Lanlan, the sky is still early."

Ye Mulan was reluctant, but Song Zining still untied his belt.

The tent curtain automatically pulled down without any wind, and in the blink of an eye there was a groan from inside!

For some reason, the Seventh Young Master was particularly brave today. Ye Mulan wanted to suppress his voice at first, but then he couldn't hold it back anymore and screamed louder and louder, until it was hysterical. However, the Seventh Young Master still did not intend to let her go. Instead, he attacked more fiercely, killing Ye Mulan until Ye Mulan screamed for mercy. He repeated it countless times before finally ending the battle.

When Ye Mulan walked out of Song Zining's tent, his face was as white as paper and his breath was weak. After only taking two steps, his legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground. The guards of the Song family had already dispersed everywhere, pretending that they had not seen or heard anything.

Ye Mulan drank a few large glasses of water, rested for a while, gritted his teeth, stood up, and said in a hoarse voice: "Pack up your equipment and get ready to go!"

A Song family guard came over and whispered: "Miss, do you want to take a rest first?"

"No need! Leave immediately!" Ye Mulan said coldly. After a moment, she led the five guards away, leaving the two most skilled guards behind to protect the camp.

After Ye Mulan left, Song Zining Shi Shiran walked out of the tent and looked at the people running along the ridge in the distance with a cold look in his eyes. After standing for a while, he called the two guards, set up a desk, laid out pen and ink paper, and pondered for a moment, and an ink painting of mountains and forests gradually appeared under his pen.

Looking at this painting, Song Zining looked extremely satisfied. He whispered to himself: "Qianye, can it really be you?"

Song Zining sighed, picked up the pen again, concentrated on it, and slowly made a few strokes on the paper. On the scroll, there are a few more falling leaves. The originally quiet and peaceful mountain forest under the moon on the painting suddenly turned into a rustling autumn atmosphere and a chill!

It was afternoon, and the sunshine was pleasant. But at this moment, the sky suddenly turned gray, as if covered by fog.

The two guards in the camp suddenly swayed and slowly fell down. Their breathing was still steady and long, and they didn't know whether they were asleep or unconscious. Song Zining dragged them into the tent, and then calmly changed into a blue-gray warrior uniform common to the nobles, wrapped in a cloak with a windshield. He walked to the edge of the camp and disappeared, as if melting into the sudden mist.

The painting still rests on the table in the center of the camp, held down by the inkstone. However, the painting paper moved automatically without wind. At a glance, the fallen leaves inside seemed to come alive, whirling and dancing in the autumn wind, but did not fall.

The ancient secret method, Three Thousand Floating Leaves Technique. There are three thousand avenues, the world of mortals is a barrier, and the floating leaves and flowers are all Dharma doors. When one is successful in cultivation, it is said that one leaf can tell the autumn, and one leaf can blind one's eyes. The Song Dynasty has not been completed for hundreds of years.

The Yin family hunting team was still in a leisurely mood. Qiqi and several guards were sitting on the ground around the barbecue grill, and the strong aroma of food in the camp was overflowing. Ji Yuanjia walked out of the woods not far away with a guard, looking a little solemn.

When Qiqi saw him coming back, she reached out and handed over a large plate, and asked strangely, "What's new?"

Ji Yuanjia took it, but put the plate aside and said, "Miss, please ask Qianye to come back. If you continue like this, you will really offend the Zhao family."

"If he likes it, just let him continue playing! Zhao Clan is not that impotent." Qiqi didn't care, just cut the barbecue and put it into her mouth piece by piece. "Qianye suddenly targeted Zhao Clan. There must have been a conflict, otherwise he wouldn't have acted like this given his personality. It's just a game within the rules, so what does Zhao Junhong have to say?"

Ji Yuanjia smiled bitterly and said: "No matter what happened, it is enough that Second Young Master Zhao lost half of his bodyguards. Qianye's advantage lies in ultra-long-range sniping, and he will suffer a big loss if he is blocked."

Qiqi was suddenly stunned for a moment, then stood up suddenly, "Why did those families suddenly start crossing the border? These guys are taking advantage of the situation!"

A guard nearby quickly handed Ji Yuanjia the latest information on the directions of each hunting team. He scanned it in a hurry and said hurriedly: "I just found some nobles passing through our hunting area." Ji Yuanjia. Jia felt vaguely uneasy while patrolling around the area in the morning, but based on his understanding of Qianye's combat power, those nobles were not enough of a threat, but with the hunting teams of various aristocratic families, it was different.

At this time, another guard rushed into the camp and whispered something to Qiqi. Qiqi's face changed, and she gritted her teeth and said: "The Song clan is here too! Ye Mulan, this bitch!"

Ji Yuanjia's expression changed drastically when he heard this. The hunting team of the Little Aristocratic Family would just forget about it. Even if they blocked Qianye, it was hard to say whether they would be able to keep anyone behind. The Song Clan was different. Their combat power was definitely not something Qianye could compete with.

The more this happened, the calmer Qiqi became. She waved her hand and said, "You go pack your equipment first." After the guards all started to move, she stood there and thought for a while before saying, "Yuanjia, you He and Lao Xiao each lead a group of people along the border of the hunting area, and fight out all those who are crossing the border or passing by, especially the leaders of the Kong family!"

She pointed to a guard who had already fully prepared and said, "Go to the Wei family's hunting area quickly and tell Crown Prince Wei what's going on here."

Qiqi finally said: "I'll go in from the middle!"

Ji Yuanjia said in surprise: "Miss, do you want to go directly into the Zhao clan's hunting area?"

"Of course it's me!" Going straight through the Zhao clan's hunting area is the shortest route, but it is also the most likely to have a head-on confrontation with the Zhao clan.

"But" without Ji Yuanjia's words, the guards all objected.

Qiqi shrugged and said: "I'm on the list, what are you afraid of? And none of you can keep up with my speed." The core children of the powerful family are surrounded by masters released by Wei Guogang. Even if the hunting team members are separated, then A supervisor will only follow Qiqi.

After setting everything up, Qiqi took out an unusually huge force gun from the camp, with a muzzle so big that it could fit into a child's fist. She carried the ferocious gun behind her back and hurried into the dense forest.

At this moment, deep in the other end of the forest, Wei Potian's roar kept ringing: "Hurry up, why are you waiting so long? If you waste time, I will break your legs!"

Wei Potian was running wildly at the lead. Wherever he passed, the low-hanging branches and leaves of the trees were broken one after another, and the flowers and plants fell to the ground. Behind him, the Wei family's guards stretched into a long line, and some people were already starting to fall behind. Only two or three personal followers could still follow him calmly.

Wei Potian didn't care and ran towards Zhao Clan's hunting area at full speed. At this time, the guard sent by the Yin family to report the news was still on the way. By the time he arrived at the Wei family camp, the building was already deserted.

Wei Potian's head can only turn one turn. Most of the time he is innocent, but sometimes he is sharp. As soon as he got the latest information, he immediately shouted, jumped up, packed up the supplies and weapons in the camp, and ran towards the Zhao clan's hunting area. There was only one thought in his mind. If he went too late, he might only see Qianye's body!

But the Wei family's hunting area is the furthest away from the Zhao clan, and the journey ahead seems to be endless. Wei Potian suddenly let out an extremely depressed roar, and actually threw all the force guns aside. He also tore off the heavy armor one by one and threw them away. Then he put on his inner clothes and ran away.

Of course the guards were shocked. While busy collecting his things, they shouted: "Your Majesty! It's better to be careful!"

Wei Potian said impatiently: "I am the eldest son of the Wei family. Which blind guy dares to kill me?"

All the guards turned their eyes for help to Wei Huai, who was the hidden leader of the crowd. He was also one of the few followers who did not seem to be struggling to chase Wei Potian. The introverted young man Shen Yi could only smile and tighten his gaze. With Prince Wei, he issued a few simple instructions to let the hunting team **** move forward in groups.

Qianye is still following Zhao Junhong, but has not taken action for a while. He was also hesitating at this moment whether to stop and leave. Calculating the points, Zhao Clan had suffered heavy losses in the past few days, and it seemed that there was no point in continuing to struggle. Besides, he didn't know why, but he always had an uneasy premonition.

Qianye took a deep look at Zhao Junhong in the distance, then turned and left.

Zhao Junhong stood on the ridge and watched Qianye's figure passing through a purple flower field and disappearing into the sparse forest. He said lightly: "It's quite cunning, but it should be too late now!"

He said to a guard beside him: "Follow me without taking action. But if that kid is about to die, bring him back to me. I want to live, do you understand?"

"Don't worry, young master." The guard showed a wolf-like smile and chased Qianye.

At this time, a guard ran up from the foot of the mountain and whispered a few words to Zhao Junhong.

Zhao Junhong showed a surprised expression for the first time, "Song Clan?"