Monarch of Evernight: Recovering the lost city in 284

bsp;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, and sent the guy in her hand to Qianye, saying, "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. Fixed in the air.

This man's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his true appearance could hardly be seen. He was already dying. If it weren't for the fact that the aura of the Force wouldn't change, Qianye would hardly have recognized that this was the guy who just pointed at his nose and screamed.

A trace of blood popped out of Qianye's fingertips and shot into his body. As soon as the blood gas entered his body, he felt indescribable pain, as if every tiny part of his body was being burned by blood and fire. This inhuman 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 shaking, 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 of your men to die, just 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 was particularly fierce in several key places, such as the Dark Fire Headquarters. The reorganized mercenaries loyal to Qianye attacked several times in succession, but were all repelled. Corpses were thrown out of the building, which was very tragic.

The young man took a breather at this moment, with a ferocious look on his face: "You don't even ask me who I am?"

"Is it necessary?" Qianye answered lightly.

Everything the young man said was blocked, and he felt unspeakably uncomfortable. After holding it in for a long time, he jumped up and shouted as if his **** was burned by fire: "Why is it unnecessary? I dare to take your Nan Qingcheng, so of course I have my own reasons! Even if your subordinates are all idiots, But the deacons of those big trading houses are all idiots. Why do they cooperate with me, why do they surrender Nanqing City, and why do they help 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. My enemies were all killed in fear. As for those business deacons..."

Qianye's face turned cold and he said: "They are the ones who are really stupid, thinking that I don't dare to kill them."

The young man was taken aback, "You! You are crazy! Those are big trading houses that have opened branches all over the neutral land! When they unite, even I have to look at it seriously. You actually Want to kill their deacon? They will never give up!"

It is naturally not a good thing that these big trading houses can stand on a neutral ground. They have a blood feud principle similar to that of bandits. Whoever kills their deacon will be retaliated by the entire business firm until death. Only in this way, those bandits who have long been red-eyed will not dare to touch their cargo fleet easily.

Because they are rich enough, these large trading houses have a force that is not weaker than that of the large mercenary groups, and two of them even have their own cities. The equipment of the Merchant Guards was also significantly better than that of the mercenaries. When faced with a mercenary group, there was no difficulty in defeating one against two. 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 would not dare to kill a deacon of a big trading company easily. Without a good reason, the rebound energy of those big commercial banks is quite terrifying, and even he will be punished.

Qianye, who was paying attention to the fighting 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 looked like they were being imprisoned, and there was no familiar atmosphere to Qianye. Immediately afterwards, 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. Neither iron plates nor concrete can stop the penetration of living predators. Wherever he walked, everything became a dead zone.

Finally, Qianye stepped into Dark Fire's command building. This is the tallest building in Anhuo. It was built together with Ji Tianqing and Song Zining. There are many beams and columns inside, which Qianye moved up himself. Once you get to the command building, you can't use your vitality to plunder. 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 had already laid down his backup plan in advance, many people here should have been ordered to surrender. And according to Qianye's perception, there are still many people in the building who are not resisting, so it's not easy to kill them all in one go.

Qianye simply used his 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 from the window of the command building and fell to the ground with a plop. The floor from which the people were thrown gradually rose 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 moment, the resistance from the Dark Fire headquarters was completely suppressed.

Qianye sat in his original seat in the meeting hall, looking down at the people below. This position used to be in the center, where he should sit. However, the young man robbed Nan Qing, and after taking over Anhuo, he renovated the meeting hall and built a high platform at the end. Now Qianye is sitting on the high platform, condescendingly 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 on it is a ferocious giant beast in the void. Many ancient swords are inlaid on the walls on both sides of the meeting hall as decoration, and there are several armor statues standing on each side.

Under such decoration, the entire meeting hall became solemn and solemn, with a strange and ancient sense of ritual. 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, thinking deeply. The two sides below were already filled with people. On one side were the mercenary leaders of all sizes, and on the other side were the deacons and representatives of workshops and trading firms. Those leaning in front were naturally Song Zining's original subordinates, while those behind were people from major trading houses. 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 didn't know what he was thinking about. If it weren't for the two burly mercenaries behind him, the young man couldn't help but want to remind him of his existence.

However, on the high platform, there was a young girl with amazing appearance. She was looking curiously at everything in the hall, including the paintings, tapestries, and sculptures, as well as the people.

Everyone seemed 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 think that she was examining toys or even food.

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 was originally 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 so concerned about 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 is true for my cousins."

Qianye finally became interested and said: "This is strange. Zhang Buzhou's own children and grandchildren are not good, but you are talented? It doesn't make sense."

In fact, Zhang Xuance has reached level 16 in Force cultivation, and his foundation is very solid, and his Force power is also very pure. According to the standards of the neutral land, there is half a certainty that he will be promoted to the rank of God General in the future. Even if he is placed in the Empire or Evernight, he is considered a talent. It's just that he has too much of a dandy vibe about him, his combat skills are acceptable, his character is really not up to par, and he has obviously never fought against the odds. When Qianye instantly killed the four guards and severely injured the old protector with another blow, he immediately collapsed without even the thought of fighting back.

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 Emperor's blood is even more terrifying, with many heavenly kings being born, and even 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 for Zhang Buzhou to let a grandnephew come out and cause mischief when all his descendants are useless. This is only possible unless Zhang Buzhou's descendants wither away.

Zhang Xuance was glanced at by Qian Ye, and his heart trembled, and he said: "Actually, there is a reason for this. When I was young, my third uncle was originally a shocking genius. It is said that his future achievements may not be as good as those of others. The King of Heaven is inferior. My third uncle’s child, my cousin, was also more talented than me. At that time, the real good things were not my turn, but later..."

"What happened next?"

"Uncle San and his friends went out to rescue people. They rescued people, but Uncle San failed to come back."

Qianye was a little curious: "Who is your third uncle's friend?"

"Luo Bingfeng."