Monarch of Evernight: Eleventh Day Decision

bsp;The young samurai’s voice became mute on the spot. He watched Qianye slowly pick up his clothes and put them on, then walked towards the door, barely squeezing out a sentence, “Don’t… mess around! My house …My young master has something to say to you.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the man ran back into the yard as if he was running away.

Qianye walked to the door and saw about ten people standing in the small courtyard, surrounded by a tall young man in the middle. He had read relevant information and recognized that this was Song Zian, the second son of the Song clan. The branch of the Song clan where Yin Qiqi’s maternal line is located is dependent on him. This man is one of the three generals of the younger generation of the Song Dynasty, and is recognized as the number one in combat power.

Song Zian looked at Qianye up and down and remained silent. In his eyes, speaking more than two words to a brother’s subordinate might be demeaning.

A follower beside him took a step forward and said: “Are you the guest warrior of the Seventh Young Master? Our Second Young Master needs to use the training room, please give in! I will reward you with any amount of compensation you want afterwards.”

Qianye’s anger had completely subsided at this time, and his mind was as calm as water. He looked around the crowd and recognized the uniformed look of the steward huddled at the back. He stretched out his hand and said, “You, come here.”

The manager was called upon and did not dare not to answer the call. He said with a smile, “Well, Manager An, you see there is a reason for the Second Young Master’s incident. It’s all for the big exam, so just change it! Anyway, you have also practiced. Isn’t it a whole day? Cultivation is such a thing, haste makes waste…”

Qianye’s expression did not waver at all, he interrupted the steward’s words and asked calmly: “Is my time up?”

The steward saw sweat on his forehead and said gruffly: “This is indeed a little bit worse…”

The follower Song Zian who spoke stopped and shouted: “Boy, the Second Young Master is waiting for your reply!”

Qianye turned a deaf ear and didn’t seem to notice Song Zian’s somewhat troubled expression. He just stared at the steward and said lightly: “Since the time has not come, why would someone come to open the door of the training room?”

The steward reluctantly said: “Well… they are just a little impatient.”

“Please ask the elder on duty to come over.” Qianye’s tone was still neither high nor low, calm and calm.

“Ah! Elder?” The steward was sweating profusely.

“I remember that there is an elder on duty every day, and I want to see the elder.”

The steward’s waist had already bent involuntarily, and he tried to apologize and said with a smile: “There is no need to alarm the elders for such a trivial matter, right?”

“Whether it’s a small matter or not, you don’t have to say it. Should you go and invite the elders, or should I do it myself?”

A follower of Song Zian finally couldn’t help but took a few steps forward, stood in front of Qianye, and said angrily: “Boy, are you shameless?”

Qianye lowered his eyes. Even though it was covered by the color of the medicine, he could still see that the hand holding the gun had lost its color, and the veins on the back of his hand were beating faintly. He took a deep breath and did not move after all, but turned to face Song Zian. , said coldly: “The dignified second son of the Song Dynasty, don’t you even dare to meet the elders?”

Song Zian finally frowned, raised his hand to call the attendant back, and said, “Your name is An Renyi, right? This training room is very important to me. Let’s talk about your request. , as long as it’s not too much, I can promise you.”

As soon as Song Zian spoke, Qianye raised his eyebrows, feeling very surprised.

However, Qianye didn’t know that Song Zian’s disguised show of weakness was forced by the situation.

He didn’t expect that a mere local steward under Song Zining would behave in such a sophisticated manner, neither humble nor overbearing, neither surprised nor angry. He didn’t even argue with his subordinates. He only insisted on killing him to see the elders. The plan he originally intended to use as an excuse was completely lost. The fight stopped.

As a result, the situation became very difficult. This matter is originally Song Zian’s fault. No matter who the elder is today, even if he leans towards him, it will be a big trouble. Even if he and his entourage are fine, he will never be able to escape the charge of being a steward and will definitely be dismissed and investigated.

No matter how bad Song Zining is, he is still the seventh son of the Song Dynasty. It will not be easy to find trouble for a clan member who has lost his position afterwards.

But in this case, who will be willing to show kindness to him and work hard for him in the future?

Qianye was silent, hesitating in his heart. He did not expect that the other party was so menacing but ended in an anticlimax, and that Song Zian’s posture would be so low. But what they did this time was clearly intentional, deliberately trying to prevent him from getting into the ring. If he gave up like this, how could Qianye be willing to do so?

While the two sides were in a stalemate, Song Zining’s voice suddenly came from not far away: “Second brother is really in a good mood today.”

Everyone followed the sound, and Song Zining came quickly with several followers. One of them, a strong man like an iron tower, was a full head taller than the others. The ground shook with every step he took. His features and cheeks were like knives and axes, and the murderous aura around him was almost solidified.

The steward looked back and saw this battle, sweat was pouring from his forehead, and he felt extremely regretful.

The corners of Song Zian’s eyes suddenly jumped. He greeted Song Zining, and quickly and preemptively stated the conditions he had proposed to Qianye.

Song Zining had already walked to Qianye’s side. His eyes stopped at the blood stain on the corner of Qianye’s mouth that he had not had time to wipe away. His expression suddenly changed, and murderous intent suddenly surged in his eyes.

But when he turned back to face Song Zian, his expression was as usual and he said with a smile: “It’s rare for second brother to be so interested. It’s all a trivial matter. As long as second brother makes up for me twice as long afterwards, then this training room will be Yours.”

Song Zian frowned, and his heart suddenly hurt. The right to use the heaven-level training room can only be obtained by converting quotas and clan affairs. There are still two days left to register for this training room, so it will take four days to exchange. Even if he has officially participated in clan affairs, this will still take It took half a year to achieve this.

However, Song Zian is also a decisive person. He knows that it is in his best interest to calm down the matter immediately. Seeing that Song Zining meant not to pursue the matter of disturbing the guest warrior’s training, he immediately said: “Seven If I have my heart, that’s settled.”

After that, Song Zian said to the manager: “Transfer my quota for four days to Zining’s name.”

“It will be done right away!” The steward finally escaped and ran off to do the work in a flash.

Then Song Zian said kindly: “Thank you, Seventh Brother. I went to Shining Plains not long ago, and there are some very good local products. I will ask someone to send them to you later.”

Song Zining nodded with a smile, said no more, and pulled Qianye out of the courtyard. When he walked to the SUV, he suddenly whispered: “Whoever hurt you, point it out.”

Qianye motioned to the young warrior who opened the door to the training room.

Song Zining nodded, turned around and said, “Song Ge.”

A personal attendant took a step closer and said softly: “The man’s name is Yuan Feng. He is from a noble family. He is currently a seventh-level soldier. He is the captain of the Second Young Guards. He is not the guest warrior this time.”

Song Zining’s eyebrows flashed with a hint of evil, and he said: “Then don’t let him survive the exam.”

Song Ge said: “He has a sister who is the concubine of the second young master.”

“If that concubine talks too much, send her and her brother as companions.” Song Zining said lightly: “Afterwards, just send two Le Ji to the second brother.”

Song Ge said: “Yes.”

At this time, Song Zining’s entourage followed and walked to the side of the motorcade.

The towering man came over and opened the passenger door of Song Zining’s car. He was able to share the car with Song Zining, so his status was obviously not low. The big man stuffed his legs into the seat, causing the whole car to sway, and then said in a hoarse voice: “Master, are you just leaving like this? Let those brats go?”

Song Zining said: “An Renyi is injured, go back immediately. You can see their faces clearly. If you encounter them in the ring or in actual combat, you should know what to do.”

Qianye then realized that the big man was actually Song Zining’s other guest warrior, Gao Junyi, who was also the strongest warrior under the general among Song Zining’s warriors with a foreign surname. At first glance, he looked like a veteran who had come off the battlefield, with countless blood on his hands.

The big man smiled ferociously and said: “I understand, don’t worry, Qi Shao.”

The damage caused by the interruption of practice cannot be delayed at all, and must be treated immediately, otherwise not only will there be sequelae, but it may even become useless. Once the two sides start fighting, not to mention whether Song Zian can get an advantage, it will first delay Qianye’s injury. This is the real reason why Song Zining is willing to endure this tone.

When the car started, Song Zining gave Qianye a tube of medicine and said: “Drink it, let’s go back first and find someone to diagnose and treat you immediately.”

Qianye looked at the sign on the wall of the tube: Force Repair Agent Type Three. This is a special medicine specially used to treat loss of control of the Force. The price is very astonishing. It is divided into three models. The higher the number, the better the effect. The type three in hand is already at the highest level, and even a warrior would not use it easily. This was probably something Song Zining used to save his life.

Qianye’s heart warmed slightly, and he returned the Force Restoring Potion to Song Zining and said, “I have nothing to do. I just need to take a rest. There is no need for this kind of medicine.”

“Don’t be careless! This is no ordinary injury. Improper treatment will affect the foundation of cultivation.” Song Zining’s voice was filled with anxiety.

Qianye stretched out his hand and said, “I’m really fine, you’ll know just by looking at it.”

Song Zining calmed down, held Qianye’s hand, and then sent out a ray of force to explore the situation in Qianye’s body. Sure enough, the force was flowing as usual, stable and solid, but there were new scars on a few internal organs. He looked relaxed and felt relieved.

Actually, Qianye is relatively lucky. When he was disturbed at the end, he was running the Song Scroll. Therefore, the impact of losing control of the Force was equivalent to the forty-fifth round of Tide of the Battle of the Army. The injury was not serious. Considering that he With his current physique, even if he doesn’t use any medicine, it only takes one night to return to his original state.

After the two returned to “Yun Shentang”, Song Zining still couldn’t feel completely relieved after all, so he pressed Qianye into the body repair fluid and lay there for three hours. When Qianye woke up, all his injuries had healed, and he was still a little short of breaking through to level nine. However, it was only a matter of time before he advanced, and it did not deserve too much attention.

Qianye put on his clothes and walked out of the quiet room. He saw Song Zining sitting in the courtyard, bathing in the afterglow of dusk, holding a cup of tea in his hand and meditating.

The cup of tea was already cold, and there was still a fallen leaf floating on the water, but Song Zining was completely unaware of it. He heard the door knock, drank the tea in the cup, then turned around and said with a smile: “Are you awake? How are you?”

Qianye said: “It has fully recovered.”

Song Zining stood up and held Qianye’s hand, and then checked the flow of his Force power, and his smile became a little more real.

Qianye looked at Song Zining and suddenly asked: “Is there anything difficult that can be done?”

Song Zining shook his head instinctively, then looked at Qianye’s expression and smiled bitterly: “Is it obvious?”

Qianye laughed and said, “You just ate all the leaves. Is this how you practiced the Three Thousand Floating Leaves Jue?”

Song Zining was stunned, then suddenly realized, he turned the empty cup in his hand helplessly, and sighed: “Why did you see all this? Well, actually it’s not that big of a deal. Since I have no intention of becoming the leader of the clan, I should sell the chips I have at a good price, and then I can act freely so that no one can take advantage of me and step on me.”

Qianye was startled for a moment, then realized, “Are you looking for someone to form an alliance with?” Or to be precise, looking for someone to take refuge in. However, if Song Zining really gives up his ranking in this major exam, he can indeed receive generous compensation. .

Song Zining nodded and said: “Qianye, if you meet my second brother and third brother again in the big exam, you don’t need to worry about the impact on me. It doesn’t matter even if you kill me, I’m not afraid of being talked about. Kill each other.”

Normally speaking, it would be good for the two of them to survive against a general, but combat power is never just about level. Song Zian is already an eleventh-level war general, equivalent to the second-class viscount of the dark race. He may be a strong enemy. Song Ziqi, who has just crossed the threshold of war general, is not in their eyes.

Qianye frowned, “I’ve never heard you mention how much hatred you have against Song Zian. Even what happened with Yin Qiqi actually played into your hands. Is this for me?”

Song Zining smiled and said: “Of course not, it’s for myself.” He waved his hand and said, “I’m going out to do something. If you need anything, just ask Song Ge to do it.”

“Zi Ning.” Qianye stopped Song Zining who was about to leave, “Are you really not interested in becoming the leader of the clan?”

Song Zining thought for a while and said seriously: “Zhao Junhong is right, I have no time. If I want to be the leader of the clan, it will take at least ten years of operation. But neither the Song clan nor I can wait. It’s time for the big exam in the next ten years. Besides, having a high family name is both a help and a constraint, and what I want is never just these things.”

Qianye looked at Song Zining and saw that his expression was calm and not forced at all, so he nodded.