Monarch of Evernight

The maid is about thirty years old and still possesses a slight appearance and a full-bodied and hot body.

When she heard the thousand nights so crisp, she immediately stacked up her self-perceived most glamorous smile, moved her body to the door and squeezed it, her full breasts almost lay on her arms for a thousand nights, and said tirelessly: “Handsome man, this time it can be half price, only fifty copper coins is enough! ”

A thousand nights later, stop this waitress, whose body is no less wide than her own, and say, "No, I mean get me something to eat, it takes three people's weight! I haven't eaten in a day! ”

After that, he took out a silver coin and handed it over to him. He said, "Come out more. It's yours. ”

The waitress's smile was frozen and frozen. Look at the silver coins. Look at the thousand nights. Her face became very grudging. She said, "I'll bring you the food right away, but what happens after you eat it? This silver coin is enough! ”

“No, just eat!” Thousands of nights before the gloomy grudges of this robust waitress, there was a feeling of impotence.

The maid grabbed the hand of Thousand Nights and stuffed the silver coin with his hand into her chest, then twisted away.

A moment later, she sent over a full tray of food and tried to squeeze it into the room. It took a thousand nights to stop it, and then closed her complaining eyes outside the door.

Dinner at this hotel tastes good, clean food, and begins practicing soldiers' tricks at night. With the physique of blood as the backing, the Tidal Power Tidal Power of the Battalion eliminates the bottleneck that damages the body of the practitioner. Thousands of nights and even some anticipation of what would happen if the soldier went through the ninth level alone.

As the knockout moves, the force begins to gush out of the three nodes, gradually forming tides in the body. Until the third node is fully warmed, the Force Tide will continuously fill this brand new node.

In the inner view, you can see that this newly generated force node is very dim and has just had a bit of a shape profile. On the other hand, the two nodes of the chest are brilliant, especially the sea area of the chest air is like a small round of the sun, spraying a ray of wire between the light and darkness.

But a thousand nights suddenly discovered that this time the force tidal shock was weaker than usual, and the strength of the original nine-wave overlap was weakened by about a third.

Is the cultivation technique wrong?

He coagulated the entire process of force tide generation, surge, and penetration, and finally found that when the nascent tide emerged from the three nodes, it did not fully integrate into the body's force tide. Part of it was wrapped around the tri-colored blood gas that seemed to be stationary in the body, and then slowly came together.

This discovery stunned the thousand nights. Does black blood swallow the Force?

The black blood in his body hasn't caused him any trouble for a long time. Even after three days and three nights of running to the wilderness limit, he suddenly entered the bloody big city and never relapsed into bloodthirst, which made the thousand nights feel more and more at ease. But what's going on here?

After a thousand nights of silence, I decided to finish my homework today.

Twenty rounds of force tide passed, stood up for a few moments, and practiced a one-hour mediaeval martial arts in the field. A few basic moves can effectively exercise strength, balance, and flexibility, and the martial arts can only be completed once the training process is complete. If you are at the base of the Red Scorpion Corps, you will then have to soak in the muscle repair fluid or go to your doctor for an observational test to avoid over-treatment.

Thousands of nights just let the mind dissipate as much as possible, until the practice is over, to converge the mind and reflect on the problems found.

Black blood is still flowing still in the veins, and the surface is unstable, but every time the tide of the Force rushes past, a tiny bit of Force is inhaled, and the process is completely uncontrolled by a thousand nights. After being cut off from these forces, the impact of the once-in-a-lifetime force tide has dropped dramatically, to a point where it is not much stronger than the average practitioner.

And the previous wave of tides was not obvious, and by the end of the twentieth wave of tides, the blood gas was found to have grown a little. The perceived effect at present is that the practice is slowed down and there are no other abnormalities, yet there are hidden worries at night, as the black blood gradually increases, will you become truly a blood family?

Until the sky grew white and the night was inconclusive.

This unpleasant illustration has not had much impact on the new life of the thousand nights. He follows a consistent and pragmatic style, and since his practice is slow, he will increase his strength.

Over the next few days, she buried herself at night, unable to leave the house, and ordered the maid to take all three meals a day to her room. This is also the simplest and most effective way to get rid of potential trackers once they reach a new location.

Seven days went by, and the harvest of the millennium was to finally master the technique of controlling blood gas infusion during the infusion of a force bomb. The three blank Force Bullets given by the old man “A One Gun" are real, but the packing box fits the old man's style perfectly, and you'll find it weighs incorrectly in your hand, but it's also a fake.

Take out an empty bomb at night and start slowly infusing it. A dozen minutes later, the warhead of the nuclear bomb was filled with foggy forces, and there was also a stream of blood moving slowly. Now he's very skilled at adding or not adding blood to the infusion.

Open the box for a thousand nights and put in the Force Bullet, but without a closed effect, the Force Bullet will lose most of its effect after three days. He suddenly remembered the crystal box left by the old man named Uncle Wang, as if he had disappeared after the destruction of ‘Manche Sauvignon'. This thought only paused for a moment in the mind of a thousand nights and precipitated with many memories.

After packing everything up, I finally got ready to go out for a walk and check out the surroundings. Since he intends to stay in the city for a long time, he needs to find a way to make some money. The price of Dark Blood City, not to mention small towns, is like two kingdoms compared to Black Stream City. If the unit of measure of Black River City is copper coin, the unit of measure of Dark Blood City is silver coin.

Before he went out, he changed his face as usual. After many frustrating failures, he finally found the trick: to make his skin color as dark and yellow as possible. This will not make you feel too visibly comfortable, but will also make you look different.

Thousands of nights, he hid in the hotel and practiced. Yu Renyan had twice passed by in front of his hotel. Seven days later, Yu Renyan had combed the entire Dark Blood City according to his plan, but found no trace of the other party.

This allowed Yu Renyan to go back to his place and think behind closed doors.

A moment later, he called under a dark blade and sent a letter to Wu Zhengnan at his speed. In the letter Yu Renhiko said he had found some clues about the killer, but the other party was very cunning and he needed more time.

As for how much time it takes, Yu Renyan sums it up in one word: indeterminate. At the end of the letter, Yu Renyan asked if the task would continue.

A day later, Wu Zhengnan replied with only one simple sentence: “Continue until it is complete. ”

Yu Renyan immediately understood Wu Zhengnan's determination. But he had his own style and way of doing things, took a leisurely walk around and got a bunch of stuff back.

An hour later, Yu Renyan turned herself into a tall, skinny blonde, and her eyes changed color. The blade chief bought himself a small house in the city with an independent compound, then registered a free mercenary under a pseudonym with the Mercenary Guild, then registered a hunter at the Hunter's House, and went out hunting like this.

This mission was obviously considered a holiday on the way by Yu Renyan.

When Yu Renyan left Dark Blood City, he came out of the hotel at night.

He first went to a random protective equipment store and bought a hunting suit. This leather coat is ideal for wild hunting, is lightweight and flexible, and has a proven defense. After a thousand nights of wearing this fur coat, he finally appeared a little wild and man strong.

At noon, a thousand nights went into a hotel, went upstairs, and found a window seat to sit in.

He took advantage of the rare brief daylight, eating and watching the frequent passers-by to familiarize himself with some of the habits of the city's inhabitants. When the meal is finished, produce a few pages of promotional material to look over.

These are leaflets for the Mercenary Guild, Adventurer's League, Hunter's House, etc. Ultimately, the gaze of the thousand nights stayed on the hunter's house.

A hunter who preys on the Dark Race is the one who suits his profession. As for the Mercenary Guild and the Alliance of Adventurers, which are mercenary in nature, they were abandoned at night.

The former is because Thousand Nights don't want to be any more powerful fighters, and having too clear a position means the trouble that ensues. The latter is because when adventurers often need certain professional skills, such as mechanical repairs, etc. Thousands of nights of mechanical lessons have always been good, but he's not interested in polishing parts in front of the bench every day. Let others do this delicate work, and be more interested in bombing the heads of the Dark Races directly at night.

After leaving the hotel for a thousand nights, he pressed Tussuo, circled seven times, and finally walked into a dark alley and stood in front of a three-story small building.

A plaque on the book "The Hunter's Home” looked at it several times a thousand nights to be sure it was the place you were looking for.

This little building is so worn out, it all means it's going to collapse. It also seemed that the manager was not in the mood to repair it, with a huge crack in the front wall and a metal bracket that looked less pure at first glance.

The door was open, hesitated for a thousand nights, or walked in. His last experience with "A gun" left him with a slight psychological shadow. The Hunter's House is supposed to be a famous hunting organization with branches all over the Yongnight continent, but in front of it, it looks like someone else borrowed a name.

Behind the door is a small hall with two tables and chairs, three big men sitting lazily around each other, and a few large beers on the middle table.

At the end of the hall is a counter, a dry, skinny old man wearing a pair of presbyopia glasses, sitting in the back looking at something. His half bald head looked extraordinarily bright in the light of the steam lamp.

When I saw this bald head at night, my heart jumped. It doesn't take much memory, this shape, this gloss, so distinctive, yes, this is the bald top of the old man in "The One Gun”!