Monarch of Evernight

The pupil of the Blood Throne shrank, one word at a time: “King of the Blues! ”

For the younger generation, even the middle generation, the King of the Blue is a long and vague memory. Many new-generation blood families even tend to think that the King of the Blue King is only a legend, after all, he appears to have fewer appearances than the Queen of the Night.

The Blood Throne can barely be said to be a Middle Age, but with his power, he also knows a lot about the history and secrecy of the bloodline. At this moment, when he saw the drop of green blood, his face changed and changed. Finally, he looked deeply into his night eyes and left without a word.

He simply walked smoothly, even with a broken life in his hand, even if the land of neutrality was his home.

Neither King Qingzhi nor Night Eyes meant to stop him from leaving.

In the eyes of King Qingzhi, it seems that there is only one person with night vision. He didn't care about the wound that was still dripping blood on his hand, smiled at her and waited quietly.

Night's eye gave blood to the throne. The shadow disappeared completely, and the cold in his eyes dissipated a little, saying, “How can you tolerate him for so many years? ”

“There is no way. Many of our methods of killing secrets have had little effect on him, and there is nothing we can do about him in a neutral place alone. The other three are actually happy to see this, so they won't really help us at all. You can't let His Majesty do it himself, can you? Of course, it won't be long, and I think we'll have new options. ”

The voice of the King of Qing is clear and soft, without any fire, like a pure and flawless crystal. This is quite different from the natural hegemony of many of the top strong.

Night's eye still gazed at the direction of the bloody throne departing, "I'm just me, not anyone from the past? ”

No one will force you to do this. ”

Night vision still doesn't move.

“What are you waiting for?” The impulse of the King of Qing was also so gentle.

Night's eyes looked at his hand, where blood was still dripping slowly, with no signs of healing.

“Aren't you going to deal with the injury? ”

“Wounds from broken years are not so easy to deal with. It takes too long to process here, so it's no bother. When I get you back, I'll go back to sleep, naturally. ”

Night's eyes finally lifted and greeted the eyes of the King of Green. His eyes were also as pure as crystals, with a little bright blue light. He smiled and his eyes smiled.

“It is true that the wounds of a broken current year are difficult to deal with, which is why they cannot be prolonged. This time you come here, you must have consumed a lot of life, more damage after injury. You heal, I'll wait here for you. ”

King Qingzhi smiled softly: "You don't want to wait for me, but hope that someone else will show up? ”

“I don't understand what you're saying. ”

“Before I came here, I knew something about you, so now I know what you're thinking. It just doesn't make sense anymore. ”

“Why doesn't it make sense? ”

King Qingzhi sighed. "How proud are you? Where will you suffer this? ”

“I told you, I'm me! ”

“What's the difference? ”

King Qingzhi's questioning made Night Eyes stunned, and he was not right for a moment.

And he said, "Seeing you is like seeing her. No, don't be angry. I don't think you're alone, but in many ways, you're the same. For example, dignity. ”

“Dignity…”

“Dignity. ”

“Has my dignity been offended? ”

“As far as I know, yes. ”

Night eyes smiled lightly, "Why don't I feel it? ”

“Want me to tell you something? ”

“Of course.”

King Qingzhi closed his smile and for the first time appeared serious and serious, saying: “According to the information I received, there are signs that two geniuses will be born in the Empire. And their fathers, they're all... thousands of nights. ”

“What does this have to do with me? ”

"When the Empire's people plotted this, they didn't see you at all," said King Qingzhi. ”

Night eyes turned around and looked at the King of the Blue without a trace. Word by word, he said: “When I woke up, that man had nothing to do with me! He was just the lover of consciousness before I woke up. ”

“You are awake, but you are not her,“ she said, hiding a sad smile on the face of the King of Qingzhi. I know that very well. ”

For the first time, Night Eyes looked surprised, "You're mistaken. ”

“No, I wouldn't be wrong.” The gentle voice of the King of Qing is unquestionably strong.

Night vision did not explain or disprove, looking at his eyes full of doubt.

“If you're really her, you should know why I know.” King Qingzhi's explanation does not sound like an explanation, but he is not going to continue, but rather says: "Beyond this, these people have tried to capture you more than once, and now they are going to kill you directly. ”

“We're blood, they're human, it's normal to kill each other. ”

“Maybe so.” This time King Qing did not argue with her, the tone was very gentle.

Time goes by in silence, empty silence, that slight ticking sound becomes extra clear.

King Qingzhi's wounds still showed no signs of healing. The blood was still flowing, and a small green puddle had been built up on the ground. Even in the dark cold of the void, this green blood has never frozen and condensed, but has ripples, like a lake that never freezes.

“Let's go. ”

“What?” King Green couldn't believe his ears. If it was her, nothing could change her mind, King Qing would have prepared for the last moment.

Night's eyes took a deep breath, and deep eyes filled with a bloody flame, one word at a time: “I have endured long enough. ”

King Qingzhi did not see whether it was joy or worry. All his intense emotions seemed to be exhausted in the two words just asked. As he walked with his eyes to the battleship floating in the void, his hands waved and the traces of the cabin once existed disappeared completely.

On the floating island, only that green blood sparkled a slight light.

In the void, there is still no end to the battle between the heavenly king and the great king. The longer the battle lasts, the more the god of the polar king is present, the less impatient he seems to have nothing to do with it.

This is an attempt to block the way out of neutrality by setting out the momentum for a protracted war. As long as Night Eyes wants to leave Neutral, it must pass under his nose. The King of Fingers, who has the power to do so, can strike a shock at any time, severely traumatize or even directly kill Night Eyes.

By this time, instead, the powerful at night began to become agitated, and even their emotions were a little hard to hide.

Lotha and Medanzo clearly stepped up their offensive, but the Grand Duke of the Prince around Neha did not.

In particular, Zhang Baoqian had made another breakthrough towards them before. Although the target was Habs, the Blood Prince was still lurking, but he fled in time, but the Prince's Grand Duke was completely frightened. They are far from the periphery, and when there is wind and grass, they flash far away, and the effect of such restraint is better than nothing.

Obviously, it's my life that counts more than anything else. In the face of such a fierce man as Zhang Baoqian, no matter how cautious.

Lotha and Medanzo are on the move, and even Medanzo has made several high-risk attacks.

Zhang Baoqian, on the other hand, was already at a disadvantage and could only be sustained through strong deterrence against the enemy. The next two kings began to attack with no regard for wear and tear, and he immediately became hard-working.

Zhang Baoqian then changed his strategy and began to wander around, only to remain attacked. His power of action in the void was almost the same as in the heavens, and he avoided defense with all his heart, still leaving the many strong men of eternal night untouchable.

And Rosa and Medanzo's anxiety seemed to prove something.

The King of Fingers has taken full advantage at this moment, and he is constantly attacking around the flames of eternity, hitting him all over the flames. He smiled, not slowly, "Your Highness shouldn't be so restless. This is not the only route from Neutral Land to Twilight. Why do you have to be so desperate? Is it true that my husband got the news that he was really trying to get through here? Even then, it doesn't matter. Just send a message in advance and let him detour. Why be so obsessed? ”

The King of Fingers is easy to say. In fact, everyone knows how difficult it is to convey a message from a distance in a void. Once a floating ship has sailed, it will be difficult to communicate until it reaches its destination, and even the top strong or secretly communicate, it will not be possible to use it in such intense warfare.

If you keep hitting like this, you'll most likely be waiting for the King of Fingers in the night vision. And the anxiety of the eternal kings suggests that the scheduled meeting time should be near.

It's really too late to change directions.

At a time when the Kings of the Everlasting Night were in difficulty, Habs, who had been wandering far and away from the periphery of the war, suddenly flashed and strangely appeared in an empty space.

In this time circle, two kings of the heavens fought hard, completely disregarding their princes, and Hubbs walked away in the opposite direction as if fleeing the war. All present were the top strong, perceived powerful, and immediately noticed the unusual behavior of Habs.

The next scene was even more shocking, as Lotha and Medanzo suddenly discovered when they had lost their opponents, while Chamberlain appeared almost simultaneously in the immediate vicinity of Habs. And he had no idea that Habs would be here early, losing his mind for a while.

How could Habs have predicted Chamberlain's actions?

When the hearts of many powerful people were shocked, Zhang Baoqian had reacted, as usual, with direct hegemony.

“To die.” Zhang Baoqian's eyes were chilled and his fist unwittingly burst into his chest.

At the beginning of this battle, King Qingyang killed a Grand Duke with this seemingly bland attack. At this moment, everyone knows he moved the machine.

Habs still didn't dodge, but raised his hand to block, waving between his hands, an ancient and mysterious image flashed away.

Fist clashed, Habs stepped back more than ten meters, while Zhang Boqian stood steady and motionless. Habs looked pale and returned to normal.

How can it be so easy to stop Zhang Baoqian from taking a full blow? The hearts of the mighty trembled, and the eyes of Medanzo lit fire and the building jumped. Perhaps he was the only one present who knew what the image was when Habsg blocked it.

That's the mark of Fresh Blood River.

Unkilled by one blow, Zhang Baoqian instead double-eyebrowed, the will to fight soared. When he whistles and his hair runs out, he must continue to pursue.

Yet Habs didn't plan on touching him hard this time, releasing the blood field and drinking low: "How long are you going to be here? ”

Uncle Zhang smiled coldly, "Do you still want to deliberately threaten to listen? Does that work? ”

Hubbs opened his hand in front of Uncle Chang and said, "Look what this is. ”

Zhang Baoqian glanced over and instantly his face changed dramatically.