Monarch of Evernight

I couldn't help but laugh at the contents of the letter. These two guys don't know where to run to hurt people, just hope they don't think the neutral land really comes and goes.

After traveling to the edge of the land and wandering for many days, this moment is exhausting and I don't want to go out again. He went back to his room and told no one to disturb him, then he stuck his head in the bed and fell asleep.

Since practicing till the end of the war, there has been little sleep in the thousands of nights. The cultivation of ancient Song's volumes is mild and gradual, such as spring weathering rain, can be a perfect alternative to sleep, and even rest and nourishment is much better than sleep.

But now that he's exhausted at night, a good night's sleep is all he ever wanted.

Darkness is so deep and so lonely.

After a long time, his eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes were filled with some dazzling sunlight. The first line of sunlight passes through the curtain crevices and enters the house. Looks like it's a beautiful day out there.

He lay quietly at night, staring at the ceiling, his eyes hollow and deaf.

He suddenly jumped up and rushed to the window, pulling open a curtain, and the bright sun shone on his face, pricking his eyes slightly.

It is indeed a beautiful day, with a lively construction site outside the window, and nearly 100 mercenaries have become construction workers and are busy. A warlord, carrying a stone of several tons in weight, walked step by step into the site, and then hey, muscle sprayed, reinserting the stone into the foundation and turning it into a pillar.

This stone column stands straight and doesn't even need to be adjusted. Several mercenaries were fortified immediately at the base of the pillar, and the battle would turn around and move the other pillar.

Thousand nights at this moment, I was a little retarded, and I thought about it for a while before I realized that this man was the Wolf of Ice, the boss of this courtyard. Now he lay down his body, the enthusiasm to work is so high, I don't know if he and I went to Kanlan City once, or why he secretly cleaned up the quilt.

He smiled a thousand nights and pushed out the door. Two guards stood outside the door, guarding with due diligence.

“How long have I slept? ”

“Three days! Sir!” A guard answered loudly, "There is already a bit of an Imperial Regular Army style, it seems that Miss Ji's devil means are not vegetarian.

“Three days?” Thousand nights stretched out, "Now the dark fire who's in charge, take me to him. ”

A morning of kung fu, thousands of people were met at night. They were originally the leaders of their respective mercenary regiments. After the change of day in South Qingcheng, they were selected by Song Zining as the person in charge of all aspects because they were knowledgeable of the current affairs and were smart.

Listen to them one by one and learn about the status of the Dark Fire at night.

Lunch was short, and 20 minutes later, the construction of the various sites began again.

In a warehouse stacked with materials, the Wolf of Ice leaned over and grabbed a polished pillar, hey, and carried it on his shoulder. Several of the mercenaries watching immediately shouted well.

Even if Cold Wolf is no longer the boss, after all, the battle rank is there and there are privileges everywhere. Now you can put down your body and work with ordinary mercenaries to build, and immediately win a lot of mercenaries who love respect.

At this point, his eyelids suddenly swept into a familiar figure. The man stood next to a pile of steel beams and was asking the neighbor, "Are we moving to the same site? ”

“Yes, sir!” The warrior who answered was somewhat stuttered, and the Wolf of Ice was greatly surprised to recognize this man as a thousand nights old.

Thousands of nights casually wore a set of worn armor, and it didn't fit very well. At first glance, it was old goods that had been turned over from the warehouse. He grabbed the steel beams, one on his shoulder after the other, stacked seven or eight, which was satisfying.

Walking to the Wolf of Ice for a thousand nights, he slapped his shoulder with his hand and said, "Come on, let's go. ”

“My Lord, you, you are...”

“Work. ”

“But...”

“But what, you're not tired of standing here with a stone beam? ”

The Ice Wolf swallowed his saliva, and when he was in the lead, he stopped talking and followed him at night. The steel beams on the shoulders of Thousand Nights do not look coarse and are actually quite heavy, each weighing several tons. You carry so much breath at night, you have to run the force when you walk to keep yourself off the ground.

This is done from noon until late at night. With the addition of two powerful men, the Thousand Nights and the Cold Wolf, the construction speed of the site has multiplied, and by late at night, a new armoury framework has been set up.

After a long day of hard work, even the cold wolf was tired and pale and had a bit of hair under his feet. Thousands of nights, as usual, are unresponsive.

As the mercenaries left the site and went back to rest, the Wolf of Ice cautiously asked: "My lord, now that the work is done, would you like to go for a drink? ”

Unexpectedly, Thousand Nights promised to be very happy: “Why not? ”

After a full day of exhaustion, all the big taverns in South Qingcheng were full. The mercenaries were impatient for a drink before they could wash away the dust and sweat from their bodies.

Although tired, it is also a paid job for ordinary mercenaries without having to carry their heads. Experienced old mercenaries, on the other hand, see the magnificent prospects of a dark fire in terms of the scale and purpose of construction. Mercenaries in general do not really use four armouries for different purposes, nor do they need to build floating boat repair workshops.

Most mercenaries in neutral places have simple survival wisdom, and everyone knows how important it is to hold their thighs. You don't really have thighs to hug before you choose to hug them. Now Thousand Nights, Ji Tianqing and Song Zining, let them see from all angles how thick and strong this thigh of the Dark Fire is, at least able to suppress city master Ji Rui. And the vast majority of mercenaries can't even go in and live safely in the city guard. Who else would be a mercenary? Unless you're a real dead man.

So when building the new base of the mercenary corps, the fighters from the small mercenary corps had no choice but to make a dozen efforts. They are ashes on the battlefield, and even fighting their lives is hard to come by. Now it's just a little bit of hard work and sweat to make the people up there look at it, and who wouldn't take that opportunity.

Cold Wolf and Thousand Nights walking into the tavern, the original noisy moment of silence. For ordinary mercenaries, the Wolf of Ice is an elusive figure, and the nominal leader of the Dark Fire is even more elusive.

But the tavern is the easiest place to get close, and soon after the initial restraints, the mercenaries let go, and a glass of spirits rekindled the atmosphere in the tavern. The mercenaries had only their opponents left on the wine table and had long forgotten their identity for a thousand nights.

The night passed quietly, the tavern went from hustle to calm again, and the mercenaries inside fell across the floor, you stacked me, I pressed you, a snoring heaven.

At this time, the Wolf of Ice climbed out from under the table and moaned with his head. At this moment, he had a headache as if he had been bombarded with a force gun, and everything in his field of view was shaking.

“Thousand Nights... Thousand Nights, My Lord?” The Wolf of Cold Ice finally stood up and looked to the east.

“The grown-ups have left and paid for your drinks when they left.” The tavern owner answered.

The wolf felt a little sober when he poured a glass of ice water over his head. He looked at the mercenaries all over the place, and he just felt a little weird, and he said, "Wait, did the Lord drink us all up all by himself? ”

The tavern owner glanced at him and said, “Why not? ”

“... worthy of the Lord Commander. ”

The next few days, like an ordinary mercenary, the sun soaked in the construction site until late at night.

Even the captain himself worked hard, and the original big and small bosses didn't dare to put up a shelf and work on an honest field construction site. With a large number of strong people joining us, the progress of the project is as if it had a powerful engine installed, flying through the sky.

At this moment, at the edge of the East China Sea, Song Zining and Ji Tian Qingfu are at the top of a peak, using stones to cover their bodies and carefully probe their heads.

“What are we doing here?” Song Zining was caught in the back neck by Ji Tianqing before finishing his sentence. His face was pressed into the snow.

A tiny sound like a mosquito burst into Song Zining's ear: "If you don't want us to die here, shut up! ”

Song Zining was shocked and had never seen Ji Tianqing so nervous. He had just tried to disguise himself in the 3,000 leaf field, and the back neck was tight: "Don't use the field! ”

In the end, Song Zining could not, he could only learn to look like Ji Tianqing, close to the ground, half his body buried in the snow, moving forward a little bit.

The two of them finally reached the edge of the cliff, slowly probed and looked forward.

In front of the cliff is an empty wilderness with a floating battleship parked in the distance, in the form of a blood warship, or at least the seat of the Marquis of Glory.

Song Zining was taken aback by the sudden appearance of an upper-blood ship in the East Sea. But he was brilliant, and he mentioned the status of his sleepover eyes, so he understood the origin of the ship.

Ji Tianqing stared at the distant warships, and Song Zining could not understand what she was studying.

Looking forward, you can see that there is also a busy figure on the battleship, repairing the damage. Though far apart, Song Zining perceived the strong power of the blood clan. Big blood figures like this are willing to follow the class, and the eyes of the night are certainly not what they can resist.

Ji Tian quietly watched for a while and gave Song Zining a gesture. The two carefully retreated and quietly descended from the back mountain.

“The battleship...” Song Zining asked.

“She's in there, I can feel it. ”

“How did you know she was here? ”

“Don't worry about it, I'll figure it out. ”

Song Zining shook his head helplessly, "So this is what you said to come and collect resources. ”

“Reasons don't matter, do they? ”

At this moment Ji Tianqing is a bit odd, Song Zining no longer speaks, but moves forward with her. However, instead of returning to Nanqing, they continued to move towards the edge of the land block.