Monarch of Evernight

The woman answered her voice and wanted to leave. As you can see, she doesn't want to be around Yu Renyan at all.

“Wait a minute!” Yu Renyan called her.

The young woman suddenly trembled all over her body, but she didn't have the guts to show anything but a smile.

Yu Renyan suddenly shook his head and said, "It's okay, go away. ”

After the young woman left, Yu Renyan sat in a circle chair and pondered. Ever since he came back, he always felt something was wrong, as if he had overlooked something very important. He calmed down and began to think about everything from going into town to going back to his place of residence, passing by and everything that had happened.

He suddenly slapped his thighs hard and his eyes turned into dangerous vertical eyes! He remembers, the problem is with the young man who walked past him, the young man with the eagle behind his back!

The young man dressed as an adventurer with a strong slum odor, but with this pungent smell, there is a sweet scent. That familiarity is the memory Yu Renyan tasted from rotten meat. This is the taste of the Force, there is no mistake!

That young man is the one who killed Brigadier General Wu Zhengnan's bastard son Qi Yue! At that time, Yu Renyan felt something different, but then the werewolf man walking on the street attracted his attention, and he ignored the past.

Yu Renyan missed the core goal of this mission without realizing that he had been negligent for a while!

He stood up freely and then slowly sat down, smiling at his face.

When I think of the young man walking away, thinking of the eagle strike behind him, Yu Renhiko finds the game even more interesting. Eagles can't be anybody's game. However, the various traces of nuclear explosions that he saw while surveying the scene of Qiyue's murder indicated that the opponent would not exceed the fourth level. Can you play Eagle Strike with less than Level 4? This can be quite contrary to common sense.

Yu Renyan took out the map of Dark Blood City and began to look at the area where he had met the young man before. His fingers crossed several streets, dotted a point on Bronze Street, and opened the tiger mouth to measure the distance to Nantang District and East Lake District.

Now that he has seen himself, it doesn't matter whether the other person is wearable or dressed, if you look slowly, you will always meet again in this stormy city.

Yu Renyan is not in any hurry. He has a hunch. Chasing and fighting before the mystery is solved will certainly be particularly interesting. How would Brigadier General Wu Zhengnan react if he knew this information?

In the small hotel, I finally woke up from my sleep. He asked for a large pot of hot water, opened the wound three days earlier and prepared for a medication change with simple fixation. But after removing a lap of gauze, I was somewhat surprised to find that most of the wounds had been closed. As for the dark forces in the wounds, they were long gone and the healing rate was much faster than he had expected!

After washing away the cure, a little dark force remained in the deepest wound of the left rib, finally noticing what had happened.

The area around the wound was gathering almost all of his blood, even that purple blood. These blood gases are constantly torn around the dark forces, slowly assimilating when the next strand is bitten. Obviously, every wound in these three days has been so slowly self-cleaned.

The most troublesome part of the injury is solved like this!

Purple blood gas swallows faster than the other seven strands of blood combined. It devours most of this dark force and then becomes lazy, slowly swimming into the symbols of the bloodline. Purple blood gas began to grow significantly, spilling smaller blood filaments than hair filaments, which were incorporated into the symbols of that blood family's physique.

Symbols begin to grow, change, and become a new, more complex symbol. In the process, all the blood in the body began to pour, the heart began to pulse vigorously, and the blood flow multiplied!

The forces in the body began to flow into the heart by themselves, inhaled by the heart, and sprayed brightly colored blood between the eyes, flowing all over the body.

As this special blood pours all over the body, it just feels like tens of thousands of ants are alive, constantly crawling, painful and itchy, and suddenly unspeakable. He swayed his whole body, except for his mind, which seemed to have lost contact with the central nerve and finally fell into bed.

In the thousands of nights, the tiniest cellular activity is instantaneously activated, and the blood, muscles and bones are constantly growing and changing their structure. It was an extremely subtle feeling, as if the whole world had survived, even the tiniest tract of air and a little bit of dust had been born, grown, aged and extinguished.

He is now uncertain what the problem is, as his mind falls as high as a cliff, and most of the mutations in the world in his body are related to the realm of the Force.

Thousands of nights did not know how men with the power of dawn had fallen to the side of eternity until, on the battlefield of the Blood Rose Squad, the Dark Day seemed to break through the barrier, and he had a subconscious fear since. At this point, however, the only thing he seemed to be able to do was to bite the teeth off and stay conscious, as if it would keep the light.

The force in your body slides off quickly for thousands of nights, and your eyes are empty by your heart!

Until then, the heart will no longer pump out special blood. But the internal changes and growth of the body lasted all day and night before gradually stopping.

When the whole process was complete, it took a thousand nights to climb out of bed. He stood barefoot on a cold stone floor, looking at his hands and feet, seemed to have no abnormalities, but he always felt a little strange, as if the central nerve and limbs were far apart and had a feeling of not being able to move freely.

He walked towards the mirror by the wardrobe, but his center of gravity was unstable and he reached for the back of the chair. I only heard a squeak and welded the back of the chair with the iron pipe and it was pinched and shaped all night long!

Thousands of nights suddenly surprised, looking at his hands, a little overwhelmed. He suddenly grabbed the chair and rubbed it with his bare hands and pinched it into a pile of scrap iron. What kind of power is this?

Originally in monolithic power, the thousand nights can already be fought against level 5 fighters. But now, even the Heavenly Snake kind of fighter, who specializes in physical strength, will be suppressed by him without exploding the Force!

The symbol remains the physique of the bloodline, although it has now become an advanced ability.

He took out the dagger at night and drew a note on his arm. The feeling of falling knife is like cutting on specially treated animal skin. It takes a lot of effort to cut the skin. A little effort was exerted at night and the tip of the knife did not fall under the skin, leaving a finger long and a centimetre deep wound on the arm.

As soon as the wound appeared, the surrounding muscles contracted themselves, just seeping out a piece of blood bead and no longer bleeding. Blood gas began to pour around the wound during the thousands of nights, and the wound began to converge. A moment later, a tingle of itching appeared inside, and it was already growing and healing. At this rate of recovery, it is estimated that it will only take one night to recover.

Thousands of nights, in surprise, have taken note of the data and become more alert to future battles with higher blood clans.

He put down his dagger, moved his hands and feet in place, and made several basic martial arts moves in the army. As you become familiar with your body, your sense of imbalance slowly disappears.

Thousands of nights walked to the mirror and looked at it. Fortunately, it still looks like a human being. The appearance and shape haven't changed much. Apart from the softer and softer contours, the skin texture is clearer and more delicate, not even a few pores are visible.

At night, his face darkened and he kicked the mirror upside down.

He looked up at the mechanical clock on the wall, three hours away from midnight, and had time to eat something. When I opened my skincare bag for a thousand nights, I angrily opened up fake wrinkle patches and other things, using only skin dye to make myself look yellow with black malnutrition.

In the next three hours, four hotels were changed over the course of a thousand nights, each eating enough for five adults to feel a little more comfortable with flipping peristaltic viscera.

When the physique of the bloodline became progressive, it was starving all night long, an energy deprivation that would prevail after promotion. But in the absence of an energy agent, it can only be filled with ordinary food, and dozens of times as much is filled into a bottomless hole.

Thousands of nights finally soothe their stomachs before the scheduled time of action, and then disappear into the night of Dark Blood City like ghosts.

At Heavenly Snake Gang headquarters, Heavenly Snake finally woke up from a coma. He moved a little bit and felt as painful as his left half of his body drilled. It's good for the thighs of the arms and the perception that makes him feel at ease.

“Where are the people?” The snake screamed and the family doctor and his belly servant immediately pushed the door in. Heavenly Snake waved the doctor's hand to examine him, and sighed: “I can't die yet. Call everyone. ”

When the Snakes were held up and sat down in the restaurant, the top of the Snakes Gang was all here. The huge round dining table is filled with a rich evening snack. In contrast, there are several empty seats at the table, which actually looks a little cold and desolate.

The green muscle at Tiansnake's temple jumped a few times and asked silently, “Where's Mr. Liao? ”

An elder of the Tiansha Gang looked to the left and right and saw no one talking. He had to bare his scalp and say: “Mr. Liao... is dead. Last night at home, he was shot in the heart with a force gun. ”

“What gun?” Heavenly Snake asked coldly.

“Judging by the marks on the scene, it could be… the butcher. ”

Heavenly Snake's eyes suddenly shrunk. This excludes the possibility that the blind little thief will enter the house to rob the house, and those who can afford the butcher will never have to do this unsatisfactory dirty work. That only shows that the people who did it were coming for the Snake Gang.

The snake's eyes swept again on the table and he said, "Where's the wild bee? ”

Again, the elder faced each other, and finally the elder said with a stiff scalp: "The wild bees announced their disengagement from the Heavenly Snake Gang and joined the Earth Flame Club. ”

With a bang, the snake slapped on the table, shaking the table full of dishes! He pressed too hard this time, pulled the wound on his body and immediately twisted his eyebrows.

The Wild Bee is one of the top four players in the Snake Gang. At this time, he announced his disengagement, which was a heavy blow to the whole Snake Gang. But Earth Flame will be the biggest gang force in the whole Dark Blood City. The chairman is even stronger than Level 6. Heavenly Snake cannot cause Earth Flame in any way. The only way for a wild bee to do this is to swallow the bitter fruit alive.

Snake stood up and said, "Did you find a sniper? Let's go, show me!” At this time, the round table made of fine golden silk nan wood scraped gently, smashing into a pile of wood, and the tableware food rolled over the floor. Snake's eyes didn't even glance at the corner. Step out the door first.

A moment later, the snake stood in position to snipe him that night. He walked up to the window, pulled a chair and sat down, learning to look out the window for a thousand nights. From this position, you can gaze at the front of the entire Sky Snake Gang headquarters building from an impeccable angle.

Heavenly Snake turned around and looked at the crowd's men in a dazzling way, and saw that everyone's eyes were blinking and they dared not look at him. Even the ever-grumpy birds are just staring down at the big slap on their toes right now.

Everyone knows there's no problem with the angle.

The problem is, distance.