Monarch of Evernight

The Blood Throne slowly stood upright, turning around and watching the thousand nights standing at the door.

He bit his teeth and screamed, "I fought you!”, then the fish jumped, lightning gushing into the night.

However, only halfway there, the blood throne blood pulse suddenly clotted, blood almost came in a sudden brake, limbs were weak, then the body suddenly weighed dozens of times, and the result was a flutter, re-planted on the ground.

“You! How could it be...” Blood The throne climbed hard and looked at the silent burning of dark gold in the hands of a thousand nights, and his face was horrified.

“Medanzo, what they can't do doesn't mean I can't. You used to be a good fighter, but unfortunately, you were blood. ”

The blood throne feels the chestnut deep in the nucleus, and all the blood gas turns semi-coagulated and runs incredibly hard.

He knew that it was fear, instinctive fear from deep within the bloodline, and awe of the superior.

In other words, his blood has been compressed all night, and I'm afraid he's not as powerful as the Viscount. He finally understood that, as a blood clan, he was not even qualified to fight hard in front of a thousand nights.

At this point, the bloody throne calmed down, looking at the dark bloody fire in the hands of the thousand nights, the color of the gods was complicated, and said, “If I remember correctly, you are much younger than I am, perhaps less than a dime of mine. ”

“Maybe.”

“It's so jealous of you to have such pure blood fire.” The Blood Throne sighed long.

Thousands of nights smiled lightly, "It's more convenient to suppress blood, that's why I use it. Normally, it is not used. ”

The Blood Throne laughed with a long smile: "Even the Holy Mountain is not possible, because it is the kingdom that counts. And you're trying to say this isn't the best thing you can do? ”

“Not really. ”

“You can suppress me, but don't fool me! If you think I'm so gullible, you're wrong. Besides, I'm not as scared of dying as any other perennial species! ”

Thousand Nights said: "Well, let me show you what the first drop of blood in the Blood River is. ”

“You, what did you say?” The sound of the blood throne is trembling. The first drop of blood is the dream source of all blood groups, but so far no blood group has been able to know exactly what the first drop is.

But he had a hunch that Thousand Nights wasn't lying.

A thousand nights reached out and something seemed to appear in his hand.

The blood throne rubbed his eyes, wanted to see more clearly, suddenly it was dark in front of him, and he lost consciousness.

I don't know how long it took for him to wake up softly, feeling all sour and powerless. And the pulse of the blood nucleus was very slow, and he looked at it, and he was horrified to find that there were tiny fissures all over the nucleus, almost crushing it. If the blood nucleus breaks, even the Great King will fall, let alone him.

The Blood Throne struggled to sit up, but one hand pressed his shoulder to keep him from getting up.

“Lie down for a while, and now get up and hurt the nucleus. Don't blame me for going back to the Marquis. ”

“Let me up! That must have been the first drop of blood! I know, I've felt it. “

He shook his head for a thousand nights, "You just touched a little breath and almost bled out. If you do see it, even if you don't die, your eyes will stop wanting it. I really want to see it, wait for you to become the king. ”

The Blood Throne turned its head and stared dead at Thousand Nights. “You are the first drop of blood! ”

“Yes, but it doesn't seem to be of much use, not necessarily a second drop of blood.” The mild smile of the thousand nights.

“Wait, let me calm down for a second.” The long river of blood closed its eyes, lying on its back, the blood gas gradually quickened and entered the boiling blood state.

A moment later, he opened his eyes and stood up struggling to say, "Thousand Nights, Your Majesty, if you ask me, I will do my best. If you want to punish me for anything, then I am invincible and will never surrender. Even if it's just a fist wave, it's resistance. ”

“How could you be willing to work for me when you used to be a Hemorrhagic? ”

“You are the first drop of blood in the Blood River, the natural leader of all blood clans. Even the Queen of the Night is behind you. Serving you is a brand engraved deep in the blood nucleus of each blood family. ”

Thousand Nights said: "How do I know that you didn't please me to cover up the shooting in my eyes? ”

The Blood Throne shocked and lowered his head: “I was also forced by power at the time and did not know the identity of His Majesty the Night Eyes. Good thing she didn't get hurt too much. ”

nodded a thousand nights, reaching out: "Give it to me. ”

“What?”

“The gun you used to shoot night eyes. ”

The Blood Throne hesitated a little and then flipped a gun from the trunk in an antique leather case and handed it over to Thousand Nights.

A thousand nights after the holster, he said, "Is this the broken year? ”

“Yes.”

“Okay, I'll go, you keep packing. I'll come back for you if I have to. Maybe I'll let you move.” Waving at night, turning around and leaving.

“Will you go to the Queen of the Night? ”

“Why not.” Thousand Nightshadows disappear.

The Blood Throne opened its mouth and didn't say anything. Until Thousand Nights disappeared completely, he whispered: “I was going to ask if you could bring me... Forget it, it doesn't matter if I go, they probably haven't opened it yet, I'm going to faint. ”

When he returned to his suitcase, he rubbed his hand and said, "Okay! Carry on with your luggage. ”

He only remembered one thing when he received two clothes: "Your Majesty is not going to kill me. Why should I have to take care of my luggage? Hmm?”

Walking in the void for thousands of nights, he threw away the holster of the broken current year, world-renowned gun, raised a luster in his hand, contained it, and then saw a pair of light wings emerge on the broken current year. A moment later, the wings became fuller, while the light in the broken streams appeared a little dim.

Thousands of nights put away the broken years, the original wings unfolded at his fingertips, and in those bright, clean wings he clearly saw his face. Next to this perfect face, another familiar face emerges.

There are Zhao Jundu, Zhao Ruoxi, Ji Tianqing, Li Fenlan, Zhao Yuxue, Wei Futian, more and more faces appear. Not only the people, but also the King of the Blues, Anwen, and many of the strong who turned to him.

Thousands of nights put away the original wings, and countless faces on the wing surface disappeared.

If they are to be broken, they all seem to need to be broken, but if they are careful, they are not necessary. No, it's the same.

Look deep into the void at night to find the Holy Mountain. He just glanced at it, his eyes squinted, and the stars seemed more pungent.

He frowned and was somewhat unsure if he should see Anwen first. This genius demon must be more sensitive to changes in the sky, unlike thousands of nights. The sky is full of chaotic forces, but he cannot find any changes in the sky, let alone the reasons for them.