Monarch of Evernight

At a time when everyone thought the Millennial Club would agree to this, I didn't expect the Millennial Club to shake its head and say, “I can't take it yet. ”

Zhao Xuan seemed very predictable, not surprising, but hurriedly broke down the general of the military ministry.

A middle-aged general took a step forward, sincerely saying: "Lord Thousand Nights, this is about the rise and fall of the Empire. Never do anything unintentional. Whatever grown-ups need, just say it, the military will do everything in its power. From what I can see, the adults have laid out a place in Lu, and they want to urgently need technical equipment of all kinds of wage increase resources. Now in charge of the production of munitions equipment in the Ministry of Military Affairs, you can take charge here. Adults can designate five kinds of resources at will, and bring all processing equipment and technical information to the company tomorrow. ”

At night, another old general said: "Old and talented, in charge of the army's staffing. Adults need people to pioneer the land. And what man needs is nothing but name, treatment and fate. If an adult is willing to take over this burden, it should be his or her intention to lead an army under the prestige of his or her position. If an adult can't see that the Empire already has a legion, then it's okay to build one yourself. ”

In the first place, many generals are moving and look at the old generals. The old general's colour remains unchanged, apparently with the above authorization, in order to be able to make such a condition.

If another Regiment can be recruited in the Empire at the base of the Millennial Night, it will be an extra 100,000 troops. This strength is beyond the reach of many worlds. Most importantly, it will be equipped with a Regular Legion of Empires, and the roots of the thousand nights are not on the Empire's soil, and in fact it will not be held hostage at all, no worse than the township clan.

These conditions, arguably the ultimate in Uwo, are more than any military reward.

However, everything has to wait until after this battle.

And this war, Thousand Nights, doesn't want to fight.

“I want to see Jundu and Zining first.” Thousands of nights have finally put forward their own conditions.

Zhao Xuan sighed extremely, "If you want to see it, you have no problem. But... you'll see. ”

At this moment, both Zhao Jundu and Song Zining are resting in Emperor Du. Zhao Jundu is closer, and the first stop is scheduled for him.

Zhao Jundu resides in a clear and unseen courtyard with regular medical personnel. Every day, the most knowledgeable doctors of the Empire come to examine him personally. Zhao Jundu was sitting in the courtyard reading books as he walked in for a thousand nights.

When he saw the thousand nights, he sighed and put the book down. “Xiao Five, you're still here. ”

It's a name I haven't heard in a thousand nights.

Zhao Xuanjie: “You young people talk first, I'll go out and get some air. ”

When Zhao Xuanjie and the military bosses left, Zhao Jundu withdrew again, looking at the thousand nights, sighed: “I knew they would come to you, and I knew you would come. ”

"How's your wound?" ”

“With a knife in the chest, there's nothing to fight back. To save me, King Qingyang was also knifed. His knife is real heavy.” Zhao Jundu smiled bitterly.

“Show me the wound. ”

“No need to look, it's no big deal. The knife was very weighty, that is, it did not hurt the heart, nor did it move the proton crystal. It's just a flesh wound. ”

Zhao Jundu paused. "She said that day that the knife was still causal. A lot of people thought she was talking about the Chopping Qingyang King knife, actually, I think, she was talking about me. This knife, her mercy, was to repay the city that didn't fall, and I tried to get you out. The next time we meet on the battlefield, we'll have a real fight between life and death. ”

“Why is that? ”

Zhao Jundu frowned and shook his head. “I don't know either.” In fact, why is the question too big, there are so many possibilities, but who can say for sure that one of them is the answer?

Thousand nights did not ask much. After sitting with Zhao Jundu for a while, he left the courtyard and went to visit Song Zining. Song Zining is still in Imperial Central Hospital at this moment, and he is housed in an independent medical building with extremely tight defenses.

Even if accompanied by members of the military, they were inspected three times a thousand nights before being released.

In the small building, countless doctors and nurses rushed back and forth, one serious face at a time.

An elderly doctor came out and said, “This Lu Shen doctor is best at diagnosing and treating difficult complications. He is the saint of the top three empires. This time he is exclusively responsible for the diagnosis and treatment of Song Shuai. ”

Follow them upstairs at night and ask, "How's Zining doing now? ”

“Song Shuai was rehabilitated by the sky machine," said Dr. Lu Shen. "The direct point is to forget who he should not have touched. This injury is the hardest to heal, good thing Song Shuai talent is unusual, this is the only chance. Now Song Shuai can have a little sober time each day, just not too tired. What you're trying to say is as brief as possible, not the best. ”

Thousand nods should be.

A pedestrian walks up to the third floor and enters a closed area, ending up in Song Zining's ward.

Song Zi lay quietly as if she were asleep, her face was pale and a few long lashes were slightly trembling, and she didn't know what kind of dream she was having.

The moment I saw him, I couldn't bear to walk fast and was pulled by Dr. Lu Shen.

“At this time, don't bother Song Shuai, wait for him to wake up.” Lu Shen Dao.

He nodded for a thousand nights and took another look at Dr. Lu. He was able to hold him just now and needs to be repaired.

Dr. Lu Shen came to the hospital bed and observed for a while. “Song Shuai may still need some sleep, this..."

“I'll wait for him here.” Thousand Nightways.

Dr. Lu Shen tried to object, but several generals of the military department pulled him, and he stopped making noise and withdrew with everyone.

In the room, there are only a thousand nights left with Song Zining.

Thousand nights he sat by Song Zining's bed, held his hand and looked at him quietly.

At this moment, Song Zining, if there is a crystal doll, it is almost transparent and thin, as if a little touch would break. His life is also crystalline, seemingly radiant, and could break at any moment.

In the palm of the thousand nights, Song Zining's hands were suddenly cold and hot, and his body was empty, as if there was only one shell left. His whole life, somewhere outside the void, was heavily intertwined with some unknown force.

Thousands of nights have also learned a little bit of astronomical fur, knowing more deeply that it belongs only to the realm of astronomical art, even now he can't get involved. But for the Emperor, there is no such thing as a dead end to the restricted zone.

Dr. Lu Shen said that Song Zining counted those who should not, which is exactly the sign. The power to wrap around and try to completely annihilate Song Zining's life comes from someone who shouldn't have counted.

Who is that man? Thousand nights knows.

Thousands of nights hands tremble slightly, he can see that Song Zining's life and death are still between the lines at this moment, and there is a possibility of smoke extinction at any moment. And she is not yet a king, can push Song Zining to this level, must have done it deliberately, and did everything in her power, leaving no room.

Like a desperate man waving a knife at himself, the most painful is a knife-handed or pierced heart?

Breathing a little fast at night, it takes a lot of energy to calm yourself down a little. But the pain, like countless snakes, is still eating his heart little by little.

The sun gradually went down, the room lit soft lights, during which the doctor nurse came waves after waves, each breathing quietly, recording the data and then walking away, afraid to disturb the two.

Quietly, the moon goes up in the sky.

Song Zining suddenly took a long breath, said "I'm tired” and slowly opened his eyes.

“You're awake.” Thousand Nights.

Song Zining was slightly surprised. “You're still here. ”

“How can I not come when you're all like this? ”

Song Zining was calmer than expected and said: "Now that you're here, I'm sure you've made up your mind. ”

The night nodded very slowly.

Song Zining sighed. "I know it's hard for you. But be careful, I suspect, she's already another person. When we meet on the battlefield, she will never be merciful again. If you can't be sure, then don't go...”

Song Zining's voice was getting lower and lower. Once again, his sense of just returning left his body and rushed to the battlefield of the heavenly machine, where life and death were at stake. Song Zining only got less than three minutes of sobriety after killing him all day.

Looking at his empty body, he slowly stood up at night, walked out and gently closed the door.

“To the military ministry.” Thousands of nights against the general road waiting outside the door.

A moment later, the palace of the lesser Lord of Heaven was filled with generals, and nearly all the senior generals of the military ministry rushed over to witness a moment that might be recorded in the book of history.

Zhao Xuanjie sat in the first row, divine and sombre, emotional, slightly moving lips, no voice. But if you can see his mouth pattern, you can tell it by nature, and he says, "I wish it was brilliant. ”

Time approached, and all the arguments stopped, and people's eyes fell on the side door. Then the pointer points to the whole point and the side door opens and walks out of it a young Imperial soldier with an English burst.

He was unimaginably handsome, but full of majesty and seriousness, the moments that had just appeared, the momentum that had surfaced almost everyone's breath was one nitrogen. The generals, however, were not dissatisfied and both eyes lit.

Only this invincibility can match that marshal's uniform.

An old general walked up to the front desk and said, “Take orders! ”

Step forward in the thousand nights, bow down and wait for the next.

The Chinese of the Empire accept the Dahir and kneel. The valves, the heads of households or elders, and even the marshals of all nations, can kneel on one knee. And the thousand nights at this moment, the heavenly king has. The Emperor of the People is an Optimus Column and does not need to kneel before anyone.

This gift is not regarded as the King of Heaven, but as an acknowledgement of his independence from Lu's identity. At this moment, he is regarded as an imperial attaché, not a subordinate, without kneeling.

The old general looked at the young, excessively young face of the thousand nights and sighed in his heart. He immediately put aside his unusual thoughts, mentioned his breath and lengthened his voice, and said with a chirping tone: “Empire Dahir, from now on, Feng Zhao Qiannight will be the Empire's Grand Marshal with Staff, sealed the Duke of Weiyuan, restrained the Empire's three armies, and assumed full responsibility for the battle of the new world. The ministers, etc. shall cooperate with this. ”