Faced with such bold words, Qianye finally couldn't keep his calm expression and asked in shock, "Now?"
"why not?"
Qianye was speechless, and after a while he said: "The environment here seems not suitable..."
Dusk smiled interestingly, pinched Qianye's face with her hand, then reached down and caressed his chest, "Don't try, do you feel that the force is frozen like the river water in winter? This
Even the Earl of Garter, not to mention you, can’t escape from this state due to the effect of the frozen blood. Unless...do you have any other...secret techniques?"
Count of the Garter? That is the highest rank among the counts of the dark race.
Qianye lowered his eyes. His Dawn Force was indeed stuck in a quagmire, almost unable to flow. The ordinary blood energy sank deep in his heart without any response, while the purple blood energy shrunk. The ability runes seemed to be hibernating, but with the darkness of the original wings, Qianye lowered his eyes.
The golden blood energy is only slightly sluggish.
However, Dusk's last murmur that sounded like a joke or a test made Qianye suddenly alert, and a feeling of extreme danger passed through his heart. He almost immediately gave up trying to use eye skills to resist, and at the same time, he also remembered!
This woman always made Qianye feel like she was familiar. It turned out to be no illusion. He had seen her before! When he left the lost world of Anduya, she was the first enemy he met after walking out of the light door.
At that time, the effect of the drop of origin blood that Anduya gave to Qianye had not completely expired. In the high-speed movement of the void, Qianye was not sure whether the dusk could see his appearance clearly. But the two met in this place and in this way.
, if there is no purpose behind it, no one will believe it. The key is, what exactly does she want to do? And how much does she know.
Seeing Qianye's silence, Du Zi patted his face gently, "Be good, don't think about it. If you delay it any longer, I will change my mind."
"Then what? Will you let me go?" Qianye asked.
Dusk didn't know what she thought of, and suddenly laughed out loud, happily saying: "You can consider it!"
"You just said you wanted to hug me for the first time..."
Dusk wrapped her arms around Qianye's neck and turned her head to look at him. In front of her eyes was a pair of obsidian eyes, as clear as crystal, through which she could see her own image.
The two looked at each other like this for a while.
Dusk rubbed Qianye's face with her cheek, and almost all her words and breaths blew into his ears, "I don't like useless men who only know how to bow their heads. It's not interesting at all. I like strong and dangerous ones."
, exciting..."
She released her hands, took a few steps back, and said, "It seems that today is really not a suitable day. You are not strong enough yet, but I can give you a little more time. I look forward to it, don't let me wait too long."
Qianye turned around and stared at the dusk quietly. Only she herself knew how credible what this woman said was highly polarized and her words and deeds varied.
At least Qianye can be sure that this woman really wanted to embrace him for the first time, but for some reason she suddenly changed her mind midway. The reason for this was certainly not a sudden kindness.
Dusk jumped up lightly, glided several meters in the air, and stood on a horizontal branch of the big tree. She seemed to remember something, turned around, stretched out her hand and pointed at Qianye, making a gesture of firing a force pistol, "
By the way! If you become my man, I won’t mind helping Nighteye once."
Ye Tong! I haven't heard this name for a long time. Being mentioned so suddenly immediately stirred up waves in Qianye's heart, so that his face had an unusual change.
Even the smallest difference could not escape Dusk's eyes. Suddenly, there was something frightening in her smile. It was like the two of them had been playing a dark chess game that covered the board. After playing until now, they were finally revealed.
Dusk glimpsed his trump card.
"I'm leaving, get stronger, little man!" Dusk waved his hand vigorously, and his figure blurred for a while, appearing in the distance in an instant. After a few more flashes, he disappeared without a trace, giving Qianye no chance to ask questions.
Qianye stood silently, resisting the urge to call her out.
The appearance of Dusk cast a heavy shadow on Qianye's heart. This vampire woman's combat power far surpassed that of Stuka. Even when Zhao Yuying met her, he lost more than he won.
Looking back now, Qianye stepped into Twilight's realm unprepared from the very beginning. If she hadn't wanted to take him down without any damage, she would have ended the battle in just a few moves. All Qianye could choose was to rely on dark gold.
The power of blood and original wings cannot be completely controlled by the frozen blood, thus preventing him from falling into her hands alive.
However, a person with such power is already a great noble in the vampire clan. Why would he come specifically for him? Qianye couldn't help but take a deep breath when he thought of the secrets in his body.
If this vampire woman was one of the people who participated in the fight for the Black Wing King's treasure, then maybe some crisis is not far away. But, what does this matter have to do with Night Eye? Listening to Dusk's words, it seems that Night Eye is now also
is in some kind of danger.
With a bang, Qianye punched the ancient tree next to him. Half of the tree trunk, which two adults could not hold in their arms, suddenly collapsed. There was also a deep mark on the back of his finger, and blood fell to the ground drop by drop.
middle.
Qianye suddenly realized that even if he saw that the crisis was within reach, he could not do anything now. The original sense of accomplishment in subduing Brudo was gone. He could not even explain clearly.
His powerless, complicated and troubled mood was due to his own fate or Ye Tong's situation.
After standing there for an unknown amount of time, Qianye let out a long breath and ran towards Qingfeng Mountain. No matter what was about to happen, he had to continue on the path in front of him. Qianye was never one to give up easily, otherwise his life would have been terminated long ago.
In that lighthouse town.
At the foot of Qingfeng Mountain, the Fengya tribe still exists, but the entire settlement seems to be facing a formidable enemy. All the werewolves in the wooden house withdrew to the cave, and built a low wall halfway up the mountain and erected several stone arrow towers.
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When Qianye, who was running at high speed, appeared in the field of vision, a long wolf howl sounded, and hundreds of werewolf warriors rushed out of the cave, rushed to their fighting positions, and were ready.
Qianye turned a blind eye to those warriors and approached until he was several tens of meters away from the low wall before standing still. He glanced at the imminent battle formation and asked coldly: "Where is the clan leader? How long does he want to wait?"
There was a sudden commotion among the werewolves, and many couldn't help but roar. However, at this moment, Qianye clearly exuded an aura that made them instinctively fearful. It was the pressure from the strong, and even the most violent werewolves did not dare to
Rushed forward rashly.
The defense line on the left suddenly split to both sides, and the old clan leader walked out under the protection of several strong werewolves. He waved his hand to let the clansmen stay where they were, and walked to Qianye alone, saying slowly: "Young and powerful.
As a human being, the way you appear does not seem very appropriate."
"Dear patriarch, your posture is not very appropriate. My patience is running out. Now, please give me a definite answer."
The old patriarch's face was gloomy, "Is this a threat to the Fangya tribe?"
"I never threaten, I only state the facts."
"The Sharp Fang tribe has two hundred brave warriors, and every warrior is ready to shed blood."
Qianye sneered, "You mean, you want all the soldiers to shed their blood?"
The old patriarch suddenly choked.
"Before you make a decision, there is news that you should probably know. Bludo is ready to surrender."
"The terrifying red-haired Rudo?" The sharp-toothed warriors suddenly started a commotion.
They can also be regarded as the subjects of the Werewolf Viscount. The terror of Brudo has long been rooted in the heart of every werewolf. And such a terrifying figure will actually surrender to this young human?!
Only then were the werewolves finally able to face up to Qianye's strength. Before that, they could not help but despise him just because he was a human.
The face of the old patriarch seemed to have become much older in an instant. He did not doubt the authenticity of Qianye's words. This was news that could be verified with a little inquiry. What's more, the old patriarch knew that Brudo had blocked the mountain road in front, but Qianye
The fact that he still appears here is enough to explain everything.
He looked back at the clansmen behind him. Most of the warriors looked blank. They looked at their clan leaders and leaders, their eyes full of simple conviction and waiting. The old clan leader's eyes fell on the children a little further away, behind the fortification line.
and where the women stood.
Finally, the old patriarch withdrew his gaze, looked at Qianye and smiled bitterly: "It seems that we have no other choice." He slowly knelt down on one knee in front of Qianye, raised the scepter that represented the status of the patriarch in his hand above his head, and raised it in front of Qianye.
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Qianye took the scepter and handed it back to the old patriarch.
In the Kingdom of Darkness, this simple return is a ceremony of surrender, symbolizing allegiance and the process of granting rights by the lord. From this moment on, the Sharp Fang Tribe is considered a vassal of Qianye. Of course, this is based on the dark
According to the rules of the country.
"Take a few people with you and follow me to Qingfeng Mountain."
The old patriarch immediately hesitated, "That is the resting place of our ancestors."
Qianye said calmly: "Hundreds of years ago, there was nothing there. But now, if I hadn't driven away Stuka, it wouldn't be yours."
The old clan leader sighed, called two clan elders, and followed Qianye up Qingfeng Mountain. There were still traces of the Force array on the natural platform at the top of Qingfeng Mountain. Qianye only walked around there for a while before heading towards
A cave once occupied by vampires.
The vampires who stayed behind were all concentrated in the two-story stone hall outside. Qianye came and went in a hurry. After getting rid of them, he did not go deeper. Only now did Yu Xia observe carefully.
The outermost stone hall was completely empty. Starting from the second floor, empty slots were cut out on the stone walls on both sides. Many of the empty slots contained corpses wrapped in thick cloth. Qianye walked all the way to the innermost room and found such skeletons.
There are actually about hundreds of them.
This is the custom of werewolves. They will save the corpses of the most important figures in the tribe and place them in the ancestral cemetery. After most werewolves die, their bodies are thrown into the valley and returned to the earth.
There are so many corpses preserved in the ancestral cemetery of the Fengya Tribe. It is obvious that their history is older than Qianye imagined. Perhaps before migrating here, the origin of this tribe can be traced back to the era of the Thousand Years War. It occupies
The vampires here did not desecrate the corpses of the werewolf ancestors, and everything remained as it was.
Standing at the cemetery of the werewolf ancestors, Qianye suddenly felt an indescribable strange feeling. Both the Dawn Force and the blood energy in his body were faintly stirring and uneasy, as if they were echoing something.
Qianye's eyes turned faintly blue, and when he looked around, he suddenly realized that the force here seemed to be much stronger than outside. Wisps of dark force were seeping out from the cave wall, and some of them were actually still alive.
Will be inhaled by the bones of werewolf ancestors.
PS: Congratulations to Zuilong for being promoted to platinum leader, Xiao Yuanshan for being promoted to gold leader, thank you for adding another leader to the Anan series, and to the many readers who insist on voting for me these days. Recently, working hours seem to have become seven days a week, every day.
More than fifteen hours.
However, every time I finally sit down in front of the computer late at night, open the Yongye page, and see everyone’s comments and voting records, I feel that there is no reason not to keep writing.