Seeing that the guy in his hand didn't know whether he was dead or alive, Xiao Zhuji didn't dare to play anymore, so she flew up into the sky obediently, handed the guy in her hand to Qianye, and said, "I caught it."
Qianye seemed to be thinking about something. He was lost in thought when he saw Xiao Zhuji handing over a guy covered in mud and tattered clothes. Then he came back to his senses and fixed the man in the air with a roll of force.
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This man's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his true appearance was almost unrecognizable. He was already dying. If it weren't for the force's aura that would not change, Qianye would hardly have recognized that this was the guy who just pointed at his nose and screamed.
Qianye popped out a trace of blood energy from his fingertips and shot it into his body. When the blood energy entered his body, he immediately felt indescribable pain. It seemed that every tiny part of his body was being burned by blood and fire. This kind of inhumanity could be endured.
The pain immediately made him scream, his face distorted, and his whole body twitched. Just when he was about to fall into coma, he suddenly disappeared.
"Are you awake now?" Qianye asked.
His whole body was still trembling, and he looked up at Qianye, his eyes full of fear, and of course mixed with resentment.
"You don't seem to be convinced yet, but that's okay. Tell me why you came to Nan Qingcheng."
After asking this question, Qianye himself shook his head and laughed at himself: "I'm stupid for asking such a useless question. Forget it, if you don't want all your men to die, let them give up resistance."
At this time, the fighting in the city is still continuing. It is obvious that some people do not want to surrender and are still resisting until now. The fighting is particularly fierce in several key places, such as the Dark Fire Headquarters. The reorganized mercenaries loyal to Qianye attacked several times in succession, but
They were all beaten back, and corpses were thrown out of the building one after another, which was very tragic.
The young man took a breather at this moment, and his face showed a ferocious look: "You don't even ask me who I am?"
"Is it necessary?" Qianye answered lightly.
All the young man's words were blocked back, and he felt unspeakably uncomfortable. After holding it in for a long time, he jumped and shouted as if his buttocks were burned by fire: "Why is it unnecessary? I dare to take your Nan Qingcheng
, of course I have my reasons! Even if your subordinates are all idiots, the deacons of those big trading houses are also idiots? Why should they cooperate with me, why should they hand over Nan Qingcheng, and why should they assist me?
Suppress all idiots who dare to resist?"
Qianye pointed at the mercenaries below who were attacking more and more fiercely, and said: "They are loyal to me, not because they are stupid, but because they are afraid. There are many people here who have stood opposite me and been my enemies.
, and then they were all scared to death. As for those business deacons..."
Qianye's face turned cold and said: "They are really stupid, thinking that I don't dare to kill them."
The young man was startled, "You! You are crazy! Those are big trading houses that have opened branches all over the neutral land! They have united, and even I have to look at them seriously. You actually want to kill them
Deacons? They will never give up!"
These large trading houses can stand on a neutral ground, so naturally they are not good enemies. They have a blood feud principle similar to that of bandits. Whoever kills their deacons will be retaliated by the entire trading company until death. Only in this way, those who have been killed long ago will
The red-eyed bandits dare not touch their cargo convoy easily.
Because they are rich enough, these big trading houses have a force that is not weaker than that of the big mercenary groups, and two of them even have their own cities. The equipment of the trading house guards is also significantly better than that of the mercenaries. When facing a mercenary group, they can defeat them with one enemy.
2. There was no difficulty. Only Song Zining's hidden fire, which had been reorganized and armed to the teeth, was able to completely overwhelm the merchant guards in terms of firepower.
That's why the young man felt that Qianye was crazy. Even he wouldn't dare to kill a deacon of a big trading house easily. Without a good reason, the energy that those big trading houses would rebound would be terrifying, and even he would be punished.
At this time, Qianye, who was paying attention to the battle below, became a little impatient and said: "They are still resisting. It seems that your men are really impatient."
Qianye fell straight towards a small building in the Dark Fire Headquarters, penetrating through the roof like a meteor, and his perception instantly swept across the entire building. In this building, there was no one who seemed to be imprisoned, and no one Qianye was familiar with.
The breath. Then countless blood lines followed the perception and penetrated the entire building, immediately making this stronghold with the strongest firepower fall silent.
Qianye walked out of the building door, his figure flashed, and he entered another stronghold. Almost as soon as he entered, the stronghold fell into deathly silence.
In the blink of an eye, Qianye had passed through four enemy strongholds. No matter iron plates or concrete, they could not stop the piercing force of life plunder. Wherever he walked, everything became a dead zone.
Finally, Qianye stepped into the command building of Dark Fire. This is the tallest building of Dark Fire. It was built together with Ji Tianqing and Song Zining. There are many beams and columns inside, which Qianye moved up personally. When he arrived at the command building
The building cannot be plundered with life. There are many staff officers and civil servants here, as well as many handymen.
Those middle-level officers are equivalent to the skeleton of Dark Fire. Without them, Dark Fire's command and operation will have problems. Since Song Zining has laid down his backup plan in advance, there should be many people here who have been ordered to surrender. And in Qianye's perception
There are still many people in the building who are not resisting, so it’s hard to kill them all at once.
Qianye simply used stupid skills to search for enemies in each room. As long as they were still resisting, he would kill them without any fuss. In the blink of an eye, a figure was thrown out of the window of the command building and fell with a thud.
On the ground, the floor from which the people were thrown gradually increased until they reached the top of the building. The two snipers were thrown directly from above and hit the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.
In just a few moments, the resistance from the Dark Fire headquarters was completely suppressed.
Qianye sat in his own seat in the meeting hall, looking down at the people below. This seat used to be in the center, and it was originally where he should sit. However, the young man snatched Nan Qing and took over the meeting.
The hall was remodeled and a high platform was built at the end. Now Qianye is sitting on the high platform, overlooking everything.
The floor of the hall is covered with a red carpet, leading directly from the high platform to the door. Behind the high platform is a huge tapestry, embroidered with a ferocious void beast. Many ancient swords are inlaid on the walls on both sides of the meeting hall as decoration, and each
There are several armored statues standing.
Under such decoration, the entire meeting hall became solemn and solemn, with a sense of strange and ancient rituals. The owner of the hall also became aloof and distant from all living beings.
This young man may not be good at other things, but he is good at interior design and decoration.
Qianye was sitting on a luxurious high-backed chair, resting his chin on his hand, contemplating. There were already people standing on both sides below him. On one side were mercenary leaders of all sizes, and on the other side were people from workshops and trading houses.
Deacons and representatives. Those in front were naturally Song Zining's original subordinates, and those behind were people from major trading firms. They also managed to enter the meeting hall, wanting to hear what Qianye's plans were after his return.
The young man stood under the high platform, looking a little embarrassed. Qianye seemed to have completely forgotten about him, and he didn't know what he was thinking. If it weren't for the two big and round mercenaries behind him, who looked at Dandan, the young man couldn't help it.
I want to remind myself of my existence.
However, on the high platform, there was still a young girl with amazing appearance. She was curiously looking at everything in the hall, including paintings, tapestries and sculptures, as well as people.
Everyone looked very uncomfortable when being stared at by the little guy. Some of the timid ones even turned pale and trembled slightly. The look in Little Zhuji's eyes always made them feel that they were examining toys or even food.
eyes.
Xiao Zhuji quickly ended the viewing process that made everyone uncomfortable, and whispered: "It's not fun, and it's not delicious."
These two sentences immediately made many people break out in a cold sweat.
Xiao Zhuji became a little impatient, so she poked Qianye. Qianye, who had been immersed in his own world, woke up from a dream. He looked down and said, "Is everyone here? Let's start."
"
He first pointed to the young man and said, "Tell me, who are you."
The young man suddenly felt like crying. He had been waiting for this sentence for too long.
"I, Zhang Xuance, am the great nephew of the King of Heaven! Since you know my identity, how dare you..."
Qianye interrupted him directly and asked: "No need to talk nonsense. Are all Zhang Buzhou's direct descendants dead? Are you going to be sent out to cause trouble?"
Zhang Xuance opened his mouth, but was speechless for a moment. This time, he was severely blocked again. If he hadn't been concerned about his face, he might have spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"Well, of course there are princes and grandchildren in heaven, but my cousins are not very good at it. The same goes for my cousins."
Qianye finally became interested and said: "This is strange. Zhang Buzhou's own children and grandchildren are not good enough, but you are talented? It doesn't make sense."
Zhang Xuance actually has sixteen levels of Force cultivation, and his foundation is very solid, and the Force is also very pure. According to the standards of a neutral land, he is half sure of being promoted to a god general in the future, even if it is placed in the Empire or Eternal Night.
Talented. Just
He had too much of a dandy vibe, but his combat skills were acceptable, and his character was really not up to par. He had obviously never fought against the wind. When Qianye instantly killed the four guards and severely injured the old protector with another blow, he immediately collapsed and didn't even fight back.
No idea at all.
The thousand-year history of the empire has long proven the importance of bloodline inheritance. For example, the Zhao family has produced numerous geniuses from generation to generation, but the blood of the emperor is even more terrifying, with many heavenly kings being born, and peerless powerful men like Taizu Emperor Wu. Generally speaking,
The direct bloodline of a strong person is always more likely to produce geniuses. It makes no sense that Zhang Buzhou's own descendants are all incompetent, and he wants a grandnephew to come out and make mischief. This is only possible unless Zhang Buzhou's descendants wither.
Zhang Xuance was swept away by Qianye's gaze, and his heart trembled, and he said: "Actually, there is a reason for this. When I was young, my third uncle was an astonishing genius, and it was said that his future achievements may not be lower than those of the King of Heaven.
One of my third uncle's children, my cousin, was also more talented than me. At that time, the real good things were not my turn at all, but later..."
"What happened next?"
"The third uncle and his friends went out to rescue people, and they were rescued, but the third uncle failed to come back."
Qianye was a little curious: "Who is your third uncle's friend?"