Monarch of Evernight

Who's the other guy?

Of course I can't answer this question for a thousand nights, and Song Zining thought about it for a while and suddenly said: “If, I mean, if I need more force, can I call it night vision? Her strength would be helpful. ”

“Definitely not.” A thousand nights of unusually simple answers.

Song Zining was as usual, as if he had just inadvertently said a small, irrelevant thing, “Okay, I get it, it's just a question of possibility. ”

“Call me if you need help. Night vision can be very dangerous if exposed. ”

“If you do everything you can, I'm afraid you're in danger. ”

“As long as you grab the fighter and do it right, there shouldn't be too many problems. ”

For the thousands of nights, the most troublesome thing to do on land in the Empire is that the "robbery of life” is unusable. The original gun cannot distinguish the camp from the breath alone, but if it is to do so, it needs to be considered again. Yet in Yellow Springs and Red Scorpion, he studied the art of hidden killings, and now, although the battlefield style has changed, he has not lost the skill of sniper assassinations.

Song Zining just smiled. "It depends. Well, I should go. Maybe if I stay longer, those two will be curious again. ”

“We're not that close to getting their attention yet, are we?” Thousands of nights ask strangely.

“Our strength is certainly not enough, except where they will, a sudden and isolated area of perception will come naturally. Since it doesn't involve a spy, a spy or any other kind of camp or dynasty, it certainly doesn't matter. ”

After Song Zining left, he never felt the appearance of such hidden fluctuations again. It seems that Song Zining's speculation should be very close to the truth.

After Song Zining left the camp tent for a thousand nights, he vomited and pressed his forehead. He couldn't see anything unusual on his face, or he was always warm, and only his desperate eyes revealed a little something.

After a thousand nights of warning, Song Zining recovered from his unusual anxiety and immediately thought of a deeper layer. Sky art can be counted in the Empire's heritage genre, which will be rarer than high-ranking warfare.

The people behind the scenes lay this out, and this pen is way too big, unless they initially deduced a thousand nights and didn't succeed! He may even have noticed something in order to open a breakthrough.

One night is calm, a thousand nights did not do more practice, continue to realize to digest the memory fragments from the bloodstream. His use of blood gas has also improved with his understanding of the transmission of knowledge.

Thousands of nights are now mainly studying how to converge the breath and hide the blood, and this part of the knowledge happens to be inherited. In ancient times, it was a way for the bloodlines to hunt, to hide close to their prey, and to escape powerful beasts and natural enemies.

The inheritance of this aspect of the secret is somewhat akin to blood lurking, cultivating to the end, able to control deeper blood gases and even cover the nucleus with a disguise. But on the other hand, perhaps because it is too ancient, inheritance secrets are not as delicate as vein lurking and are not as skilled.

Comparing the two methods, it is obviously more powerful to pass on the blood river at night. If even the blood nucleus can completely converge, who else can perceive the presence of blood gas? Blood lurking, on the other hand, seems to be a temporary means of making up for deficiencies with skill.

At this stage, blood lurking seems to work better. But waiting for a thousand nights on the dark side of the Force to advance to the Marquis or even the Duke, the blood lurking is not enough to quench all his blood. And by then, inheritance will still work.

Thousands of nights tried to run the secret to converge blood gas, but found that only the superficial blood gas was controlled, gradually converging deep into the veins, but that was the only way to do it. But if you use ancient inheritance secrets before you use blood lurking, it works better than a single use.

He pondered over and over again, eventually deciding whether to use only blood lurking when meeting Chamberlain. It's not a long time since the last sight, and if the blood lurk works, it works as well this time. Instead, the use of inheritance secrets is likely to reveal changes in breath, which can cause trouble.

Like a night goes by.

At dawn the next day, the continent was still immersed in the dark night, and the cold military noise had sounded all over the army, and the entire battalion woke up from its slumber. This was followed by a number of horns of varying lengths and lengths, which were military callers who would gather battalion owners to go to the Chinese army's large accounts.

In the Imperial Battalion, nearly 100 off-road command vehicles drove at full speed, rushing towards the Chinese military camp. Most of these command vehicles are decorated with the medals of legions or valves, showing off their own glory.

Zhao Valve won several sealed honors from the Chinese Army this time, but only a thousand nights aboard Zhao Xuanjie's command car. Everyone else is a couple of people, following the Ghost Bus. As for Zhao Jundu, he is the head of a province and has always had independent seating and guards.

When boarding, you feel several hot eyes falling on you at night.

Zhao Valve fleet left the barracks and drove to the Chinese army. Gaps were also observed when several family or regimental convoys were encountered along the way. The vast majority of world-class convoys are much smaller than Zhao Valve, and there is even one small family and second-class regiment. This also means that none of them is eligible for the Chinese military seal, so only the head of the household or regiment goes to the ceremony.

The Legion met Zhao Valve's motorcade and Metropolis slowed down to give way.

Zhao Xuanji grinned. "Thousand nights, this courtesy is not due to the title of this company, nor is it all a tribute to the great power of Zhao, more than a tribute to Yan Yun Zhao's military service. And today their comity, there's a part of you in it. ”

Looking out the window, a military car pulled over to make way, and a feeling of unclear slowly appeared at the bottom of the night.

The Chinese army's magnificent battalion door was right in front of us, suddenly rushing out of another convoy from a fork next to it. Not only did it not mean to stop, it didn't even do the usual speed reduction of the meeting car, but it actually accelerated in an instant, trying to grab the front of Zhao valve.

In this way, not only does the Zhao Valve warrior get angry, but he is also unhappy for thousands of nights.

The clan emblem on that convoy belongs to the Changping White Clan.

The white valve position has been behind the Zhao valve, but everyone knows that their hearts are unhappy, and every attempt over the years has been made to go beyond. Looking at the younger children of recent generations, there has not been too bright a figure since the white bumps.

Even if there is a white dragon armor, because of the steadiness of the heart, the big characters may be able to accumulate thin hair, and the large vessel is late. But in the eyes of the Zhao valves, they are just like Zhao Junhong, which is worse than Zhao Yuxue's talent, let alone catching up with such geniuses as Zhao Jundu and Qiannight.

Zhao BaiEr's valves have not been very harmonious in the past, and this iron curtain blood battle has taken on new revenge. Even if there is resentment in the iron curtain, the smell of gunpowder between the two families is still growing.

Of course, there can be no innervation in the War of Sleep of the Beast, but the two battle zones are adjacent and have been intentionally and unintentionally quantifying the military gains. Intruding into the role of Yongnight Camp, Bai Dingbao forcibly killed Julio at the last minute, and also intended to stand up in front of Zhao Jundu, Li Manlan and others.

In that case, if you see a white valve convoy, Zhao Valve will not give in.

The driveway to the Chinese army is not very wide and can barely accommodate the two convoys in parallel. On both sides, you argue for me to rob, and the car bumps and rubs more and more, and you can't control your own fire.

A Land Cruiser caught up with Zhao Xuanjie. The other side's window dropped to reveal a benevolent eyebrow and half her hair was white. When the old man saw Zhao Xuanji, he laughed more sincerely. His eyes almost squinted into a stitch. He greeted him: “Brother Xuanji, it's been a long time. ”

Zhao Xuan replied with no hesitation: "Song Xian, didn't you and I just see each other at the Grand Birthday Festival last year? ”

“" Really? "cried Bai Pingnian. Oh, look, I'm so old, I forgot about this. How's Brother Xuanjie? ”

“It's not the same, it's not good, it's not bad, it's not bad anywhere. As long as you don't get pissed off by the kids, that's fine. ”

“How dare you make Brother Xuanjie feel? Unless it's your rainbow cherry girl, haha!” Bai Songnian beat up a haha, "said:“ In other words, Yu Cherry girl is not young, Brother Xuanjie will not consider that proposal? My family's dragon wars have advanced so much in recent years that they barely deserve a rainbow cherry. ”

This time, Zhao Xuanjie's face revealed black air. “Not in a hurry, Yu Cherry has a lot of future. ”

“The future also needs time, after all, Yukira is a little younger. Don't talk about her, it's our white bump, we've grown all the way up to now, we don't know how many storms we've been through, if we weren't lucky enough, we might have fallen halfway. ”

This passage of the White Pine Year contains a shadow of sand, showing off the white bump once more, on the other hand, implying that Zhao Valve's younger generation of geniuses is likely to crash halfway down, the mind is not necessarily vicious.

He also stabbed Zhao Xuan in the pain. At the beginning of the Iron Curtain Blood War, Zhao Valve was too proud and unprepared, so he lost a lot of his children. If Zhao Jundu and Thousand Nights did not show unparalleled strength in the late Blood Wars, killing all sides of the cold, Zhao Valve's younger children would not know how much loss. And the white valve is one of the original figurines on the bright surface.

Zhao Xuanjie's face naturally won't look good, but knowing that Bai Songnian was deliberately provoking him, he had to fall on his tongue.

Zhao Valve Yingcai was born, generations have more than one god general, never faultless. A slightly weaker descendant of the current age group in his thirties is to really not be able to come forward to fight the white bumps. After all, Zhao Jundu is more than ten years younger than Bai Jiao, and this gap is not so easy to bridge. At least for some time now, Zhao Jundu's absolute strength will not be able to catch up with the irregularities.

Zhao Xuanji hummed in the moment, slowly: “The affairs of the younger generations, their own welfare, why should we worry about the old guys for nothing? Brother Song, why are you in such a hurry? ”

Bai Pingnian replied with a smile: “It's not for the sake of military reward, go grab a good seat and see what outstanding characters all the children have. Oh, by the way, Brother Xuanjie, is this kid around you the most famous night of the day? ”

Seeing Bai Song look at himself, the thousand nights owe him tribute, "In the next thousand nights. ”

White pine weighed up and down for a thousand nights, and his eyes were sharp as needles in his narrow eyes, seemingly penetrating him. However, the thousand nights are prepared, the body's forces flutter, and even more implicitly, there is a void, blocking the eyes of the White Pine Year from the surface of the body, and no longer inches.