Monarch of Evernight

When I arrived at the place, I discovered that Song Zining's Spring Night Tour was not a letter and pencil, but a vision.

It was a flat slope, a season of grassy Inge flying, with mountain flowers decorated sporadically, a raw wind lamp floating halfway through the air, at first glance like a star fight migrating. These lights alone are big pens, and the power lamps themselves are valuable, and the resources that can be used to hover over the sky are even more amazing numbers.

The banquet featured ancient ceremonies of the ancestors, one seat each. At least a hundred seats are feasted in the large area, waitresses and servants travel with utensils and utensils flowing in and out, and gorgeous dancers spin in cloudy veils.

The vintage style of the upper aristocracy of the Empire is popular. Thousands of nights have seen a lot since the next mission of Qi Qi, but today he suddenly has a special feeling. The event, a few steps away, seems so unreal, as if he is in two worlds.

What is the point of abandonment when people in the lower continent struggle for tomorrow's food, and the resources consumed by a feast in the upper continent may feed a town?

The two seats are in parallel, because tonight is a banquet organized jointly by Zhao and Song.

In fact, this is a talent gathering, so most of the people who get invitations are the children of the Serbs, who can take their place on this occasion, not by name, but by strength. Of course, Zhao Junhong and Song Zining have had the privilege of being invited to show themselves as much as possible. From time to time, people jump out to compete in the battle. Of course, this is not the same as Taisei. It is more about performance skills than fighting life and death.

Song Zining raised his head and saw the thousands of nights in the distance stop at the edge of the site, even turning around to walk. He immediately called two Song deacons to stop the guests.

“Thousand nights!” Song Zining called him and said with a smile: “I didn't expect Kiki to let you come. ”

Thousand nights have not spoken, Song Zining seems to be very sorry: “Tonight, Qiqi and Nangong Wanyun will hold a banquet together. Speaking of which, they are noble women like Yun. You missed it!” Song Zining looked back at the banquet hall and then reached out his finger and said: “The dancer in red over there is soft enough to take her home later. ”

Thousand Nights is completely silent, and even after all these years, the bad taste of friends does not seem to have progressed at all.

In the end, Song Zining pulled a thousand nights into his seat. At this time, the people's chills were almost over, and each of them began to enjoy the delicious wine dishes. Two rows of dancers' skirts on the empty floor swept like flowers. Zhao Junhong sitting next door is discretionary.

Thousand nights remembered the first day of spring hunting in Wu 'an Tang, Zhao Junhong, apart from talking to Song Zining, Qiqi and a few other people, the rest of the people could not even get an eye. I really didn't expect him to host this kind of banquet with the sergeant's children.

Song Zining listened to Thousand Nights and couldn't help but laugh: “Zhao Valve's people are just a little arrogant, not stupid. Any valve family, even the imperial family needs someone who can use it. In fact, people are viewed on the basis of their origins because the general talents of good origins are higher and resources are greater. Of course, I also know that this division is bound to be biased, but in situations where everyone is unfamiliar, this scale is often in effect. ”

Thousands of nights thought, nodded.

Those Gaomengwang tribes that almost coexisted with the time of Daqin's founding, the original originators were due to their ancestors' awakening of the gift of the Force. Although neither Dark Race nor Humanity has so far studied the rules therein, nor been able to effectively control the awakening and inheritance of the gift, blood continuity is recognized as an important route. And the accumulation of these peoples over more than 1,200 years by their own descendants, of course, does not speak of fairness or injustice.

True injustice is not really about the beginning, but about whether there is enough upward passage. There is no point in complaining about the different heights achieved when starting out differently, because the natural reproduction of human beings is very different, unlike blood slaves made by blood clans that control rank and power. For this natural rule, either change it or accept it.

“Origins, however, are only the first cornerstone, and to be truly visible, one must have one's own abilities.” Song Zining smiled: “Zhao Junhong's personality is actually not bad. At least his ears are much quieter. He only cares about two kinds of people, one is comparable to his identity, the other is comparable to his ability. ”

“By the way, I look forward to fighting him tomorrow.” Thousand nights I looked at Song Zining and said, “Actually, I'd rather fight with you first. ”

Song Zining blinked and said: “We always have a chance, but let it be seen by so many people as the code of the domesticated animal. ”

Thousands of nights suddenly felt that the smile of friends was full of malice, and Wei Datian appeared in his mind to be tired of getting laid. He can almost be sure that Song Zining intentionally, otherwise by the time Wei broke Tian Yuan Li at the end of the period, Song Zining can completely beat him out of the game.

“Thousand Nights, where will you go after the Spring Hunt? ”

Thousand Nights has been thinking about this since he made the decision to complete his last mission for Kiki. In fact, as he walked out of the lighthouse town, the question of 'where to' haunted him, and even in the days of Dark Blood City, he felt strongly at all times that he was just a passenger without a destination.

But Thousand Nights is now under consideration, and he calmly says, "I'll go back to the Land of Everlasting Nights and kill a man. ”

Song Zining smiled and said, "It shouldn't take long just to kill someone. ”

“That's a war general, it's going to take a long time. ”

Song Zining smiled, “Why do you have such enemies, related to your past?” He knows exactly what a perpetual night continent war will mean, and in the upper continent war will probably just be a valves or a general, but in the perpetual night continent, that is at least a general who guards a place!

“No.” cried Thousand Nights faintly: "My only friends on the Continent of Everlasting Night are equivalent to direct or indirect death to him and his son. Besides, he trades with the Dark Race for the Dark Crystal. ”

Song Zining was silent for a while and slowly asked: “Who is that man? ”

“Brigadier General of the Seventh Expeditionary Army Division, Wu Zhengnan. ”

Final day. There were more spectators in the huge martial arts than in the previous days, and the stands were extraordinarily full.

By the time he entered the field for a thousand nights, Zhao Junhong had already stood there, holding his hands in front of his chest, his eyes slightly closed, as if to guard his breath. Zhao Junhong's eyes suddenly opened, his eyes were like electricity, striking him on the body of a thousand nights, coldly: “I hope you won't let me down. ”

The thousand nights simply replied: "I will do my best. ”

The trumpet of the duel is long and cold.

Zhao Junhong raised a layer of light silver light, and suddenly stepped forward, stretching his fingers a thousand nights eyebrows!

The action seemed gentle, but the silver flash on his fingertips instantly brightened and heavy to the point of substance, and it could be seen that this memory was no less powerful than that of a force weapon!

Thousands of nights and drinks, he couldn't escape, punched Zhao Junhong with no skill. He had to start with Zhao Junhong.

Zhao Junhong was already prepared for the rigid and hard fighting style of Qianni. When his fingers were diastolic and his wrist turned, he put on his fist, and then pulled a shock, and Qianni's body suddenly flew halfway up. At this time, the bright light of Qiannight Fist intersects with the silver light of Zhao Junhong's hand, but there is no movement to explode at all.

Thousand nights quickly backfired, leveraged across, crossed Zhao Junhong's head and landed on the other side. This time to avoid the ingenuity, Thousand Nights' body has actually made several changes in the air, and Zhao Junhong flashed three times in between. Three silver rays almost wiped the body of a thousand nights into the sky.

As soon as Qianni landed, he immediately kicked his side and kicked Zhao Junhong's waist. But Zhao Junhong only sealed his hands, pushed gently and sent out a few meters at night. Even the second leg kicked out naturally disappeared.

Just one face, the two of them fight like electric lightning stone fire, the offense is excellent. When the two were separated, the martial arts suddenly sounded like a shock.

Even the Duke nodded slightly, "It's kind of interesting. ”

Rin in the heart of a thousand nights, this moment truly fought each other on the scene, he only recognized Zhao Junhong's strength. Prince Zhao's close-knit fighting skills are so brilliant, it doesn't look like a family greenhouse cultivated at all, and his estimation of the properties of the Force and the soldier's slaughter coincide. When the two of them met, the Force hedged a few times between their fingers, and there was no sound.

Zhao Junhong also looked soberly at the thousand nights, and the silver light grew, slowly said: “You are really good. ”

Zhao Junhong's eyebrows suddenly lit a silver light, as if he had opened a silver eye, his body moved, as if he were floating on the water, instantly in front of the thousand nights, pointing again to the thousand nights. This time, however, the fingertips are still far apart, with a little silver on the tip, pulling out a tangible silver thread and heading straight to the chest of the thousand nights.

There was a sudden loss of voice in the audience: “Silver finger! ”

Running Silver Sword is a well-known type of Zhao Valve's many secret warfare techniques. When cultivation is successful, the force is as strong as a sword, sharply inclined, indestructible. This is the secret skill of the war general level, but Zhao Junhong not only cultivated Xiaocheng at the seventh level, but actually condensed the Force Sword Man. That's genius!

For a thousand nights, I just felt a huge threat coming. This faint silver wire actually seemed like a force bomb! He didn't fake his thoughts, he drank, he punched again, and he hit straight at the raw silver wire that had been formed!

Thousand nights in the body fighting fast push, one round of tidal overlap, close to thirty rounds between eyes. The raging force came out and hit the silver wire!

The front end of the silver wire was quickly smashed, but it did not collapse, but turned into dozens of finer silver wires, pierced into the force of a thousand nights, tracing straight into the body!

Between the landings and landings of the thousands of nights' force, the front wave was uneven and the rear wave was suddenly pulled up, and one of them came out of the tide like a wall, scattering the silver filament.

Zhao Junhong also whistled, and the scattered silver wire suddenly backfired, twisting, cutting the attacking force wave open. But the power of the thousand nights is also extremely resilient, shattered and undisturbed, instead, it rearranges into the middle and continues to advance.

Between the turns, the two forces have been completely mixed together, colliding in battle at every level of contact.