Monarch of Evernight

Chapter 145: fight back

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Zhao Junhong became even more angry, and asked back, "What do you think?"

Another guard at the side hurriedly came out to smooth things over, saying: "Although the kid is not high-level, he reacts very quickly. He should be a veteran with rich experience in mountain forest warfare. So even if we want to chase, there will probably be no results. Let's see , it is better to concentrate on hunting for points."

Zhao Junhong didn't answer immediately, but recalled the reaction of that person after being attacked suddenly in his mind. Thinking about it carefully at this moment, the opponent's evasion movements were unpredictable, his judgment of the crisis was extremely accurate, and his tactics were just right, even if Zhao Junhong shot himself, he might not be able to lock him. Such an opponent will be very difficult to deal with in the complex terrain of mountains and forests, and the high and low levels are not very important.

Thinking of this, Zhao Junhong's expression turned ugly, but then he returned to normal, and asked, "Whose family does that kid belong to?"

A guard said: "Look at the clothes, they belong to the hunting team of the Yin family." He hesitated, "However, I seem to have seen this face at Duke Wei's dinner, er, it seems that it belonged to Miss Qiqi at that time." Girlfriend?" He himself was a little confused when he said this, the kid just now was definitely not a woman.

Zhao Junhong thought about it, but he didn't have a clue. He did see a girl in the same dress as hers beside Qiqi at the banquet, but he didn't pay attention to the other person's appearance at all.

Zhao Junhong couldn't help but sneered, "That girl Qiqi! I don't know what tricks she's playing!"

"Keep moving forward." Zhao Junhong quickly put the incident behind him and threw the silver force gun to the guard. A mere fifth-level soldier is not in his eyes. If the opponent is smart enough, he should stay far away from his hunting range next time. Anyway, on his list of Mr. Zhao, the ones who cannot be killed are those from the powerful family There are only about 20 direct disciples. This kid ran into his range for no reason, and he killed him as soon as he killed him.

Zhao Junhong's hunting team scattered far away, leaving only two guards by his side. The whole team is advancing in an S shape, intending to catch all the prey on the way.

Gunshots roared from time to time, and a armored bull beast, black tiger, earth dragon, and thorny bear fell to the ground. Zhao Clan's score also rose rapidly, and the gap between him and his opponent was widening. The Zhao Clan is worthy of being a top clan, with excellent equipment, and everyone uses force-filled physical bullets, which can greatly reduce the consumption of force and prolong the endurance combat power.

After an origin gun roared, a scream suddenly sounded in the distance! Not long after, another gunshot was fired, and the shouting stopped abruptly.

Zhao Junhong raised his eyebrows, and the guards around him rushed towards the direction of the screams, and rushed back after a while, saying, "Ah Jiang saw a gentry sneaking around, so he shot him dead."

Zhao Junhong snorted, and said: "Let him clean up and not leave any traces. It's just a spring hunt. Too many people killed, maybe it will affect the reputation of our Zhao Clan."

"Yes! Ah Jiang is already cleaning up, it will be ready in a while."

Zhao Junhong nodded and continued walking. He pointed to a hillside in the distance, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and said, "Today we will camp and rest there, and we will go further."

A guard immediately rushed out to investigate the location designated by Zhao Junhong and set up camp. The others continued to move forward, there was still a little time before dark, and they decided to wipe out all the beasts and monsters dozens of miles around the campsite, and then came back to rest.

In a dense forest, the guard named A Jiang was humming a ditty, kicking a mutilated corpse into the pit just dug. At the same time, he also sprinkled a lot of medicinal powder that could attract wild beasts. It won't take long for those carrion-eating wild dogs and wolves to appear and gnaw the corpse clean. There is no evidence to prove who did it.

It's just a gentleman boy, but he didn't run away when he saw him, he really deserved to die! Ah Jiang thought happily.

He let out a long breath, relaxed, and suddenly felt something, and suddenly turned his head! A wild dog emerged from the woods, staring at the powdered corpse, salivating.

Ah Jiang laughed immediately, and said: "Damn, it came so fast, I was taken aback."

Not far away, Qianye looked at his smiling face through the scope and pulled the trigger.

Eagle Strike jumped violently, but this time it was held firmly in Qianye's hands.

At the moment when the eagle strike roared, A Jiang showed a look of horror and tried his best to dodge. Seventh-level masters like him already have a very keen intuition for danger, and they will instinctively evade the moment they are pointed at the gun and pull the trigger.

However, this time Qianye was too close, the distance was only two hundred meters, and Eagle Strike was able to exert its full power.

A Jiang just barely turned his body to the side, and a dark red flame exploded in front of his chest, the armor shattered in an instant, and his chest and abdomen were bloody and bloody! With a scream, he fell on his back. But he didn't lose his ability to move. He was able to endure the pain, turned over, rolled and climbed, and dodged behind the big tree.

At this moment, Qianye had already rushed close, a leap passed by the side, the light of the original force crossbow in his hand flashed, and a steel core crossbow arrow, driven by the force array and the bowstring, was shot out like lightning, penetrating into A Jiang's lower back.

However, this arrow only penetrated a third of the arrow, only a few centimeters into the flesh. This made Qianye cry inwardly, it's a pity, the Zhao Clan is really extraordinary, the armor on this guard's defense strength is actually two levels higher than the Yin family's custom-made samurai uniform. It's no wonder that Eagle Strike's full blow only resulted in moderate injuries.

Ah Jiang also knew that this was a matter of life and death, so he gritted his teeth suddenly, grabbed a handful of injections, and stabbed them all into his thigh. Then with a wild cry, he fled to the depths of the forest, and his speed increased instead of decreasing.

Qianye shook his head, put away the Eagle Strike and Hand Crossbow. It was his first time facing the powerful guards, and he was really strong. Qianye knew that he was lucky this time, so he lurked at the two hundred meters beforehand. Otherwise, depending on the opponent's reaction before and after being shot, it might take a lot of trouble to get close to this distance without being noticed.

However, this guy was poisoned by the plant-mixed snake venom prepared by Qianye, and suffered such a serious injury, even if his life was not in danger, this spring hunt would be useless. Each hunting team has only nine members, and they cannot be replaced if they leave halfway.

Qianye left quickly, then trotted all the way in the forest, approaching the camping place that Zhao Junhong had planned. The two shots in the back had completely ignited his anger. These days, the bloody irritability, and the depression of meeting Song Zining and Wei Potian successively made Qianye slumped and had nowhere to vent his anger. Have fun with this Second Young Master Zhao.

At this time, Zhao Junhong heard another gunshot in the distance, and frowned, "Eagle strike? We don't have eagle strike, do we?"

"It's A Jiang's direction, and it might be some bold gentleman boy. Other families have seen A Jiang, so they should know that you are hunting here and won't get close. Don't worry, A Jiang will solve him."

Zhao Junhong nodded and looked ahead. It is an area full of scattered pine needle forests, with complex terrain, but there are also areas with a wide view. He already felt that there was a remnant of dark force in that area.

Zhao Junhong smiled and said, "Finally found these black blood bastards. Let's go and have a look!"

Including Zhao Junhong, all the guards began to enter a state of alert. Dark warriors are not beasts, they are much more dangerous than beasts. Moreover, in the Tianxuan Mountain Spring Hunt, several high-level dark warriors will appear every year.

On the other side of the Zhao Clan is the Song Clan's hunting area. Song Zining walked leisurely, wearing a light shirt and big sleeves, as if on an outing. Until now, he has not entered the area where the sixth-level beasts are infested. Beside him, Ye Mulan was anxious, but she couldn't show it.

This time, Song Zining handed over the commanding power to Ye Mulan during the Spring Hunting. He only brought one entourage with him. Fan. The better the Song Clan's grades, the greater her contribution. However, everyone listened to her command, only Song Zining could not command her.

It was the first time for Song Zining to come to the Tianxuan Mountains. In spring, everything in the mountains is full of vitality. Not only the vegetation is thriving, but also the wild flowers are blooming like fields. Besides the ferocious beasts, there are also various small animals. He seems to regard this as a trip to collect wind. Every day, he walks leisurely through the mountains, stops to look at the beautiful scenery, praises the rare animals and animals, and lights up the lamp to paint and write after dark. Just his pen, ink, paper and inkstone needs a guard to carry it alone.

Ye Mulan was anxious in her heart, but she didn't dare to urge her. Although she led the team to hunt around, firstly, she had to leave enough guards around Song Zining, and secondly, because the level of the area was low, the points earned by the prey were not high, and Song Clan's score dropped by one place in the past two days.

Song Zining comforted her, anyway, after entering the sixth-level area, the strength of the Song family will gradually show, and it shouldn't be a big problem to keep the top three in the end. Even if there is no top three, the top five is acceptable.

Ye Mulan nodded and said yes with a smile. When she got out of Song Zining's camp, she gathered the guards together and said coldly, "It might not be safe around the camp. You should divide into two teams and take turns to go out to patrol and hunt down all the prey around. Clean up everything, don't interfere with the young master's rest, understand?"

Of course, the guards of the Song Clan understood. They wanted them to hunt overnight to make up for the difference in points caused by Song Zining's leisurely actions.

Ye Mulan herself was also fully armed, and walked into the night behind the camp, until there was no one around, she suddenly broke out, chopped down a saber-toothed wild boar, and then slashed wildly, almost chopping it into a pulp!

After venting, she was able to let go of the anger in her chest, and said bitterly to herself, "The fifth is also acceptable? Hehe, haha!" This time, she is in charge of Spring Hunting!

Due to the eccentricity of the ancestors of the Song family, the guards assigned to Song Zining were of an upper-middle level, no worse than those brought by Zhao Junhong. With such strength, even if she can't compete with the Zhao family, most people will gossip. If she only gets third place, she can get a good evaluation. If it is really the fifth, I am afraid that the non-parliament behind it will be overwhelming. The Song family's ancestors' evaluation of her will definitely be lowered a lot because of this.

It wasn't until dawn that Ye Mulan returned to her tent covered in exhaustion and dew, and fell asleep. It was only two hours before the scheduled departure time, she needed to rest quickly, there was still another day of hunting today.

The lights in Song Zining's tent were also on throughout the night.

The seventh son stared at the blank rice paper spread on the table all night, and did not start to paint until dawn, drawing nine portraits in one go.

On the far left is Qianye without her disguise. The rest is a little boy who grows into a teenager little by little, and finally fades away all the youthfulness and childishness and stands tall. The leftmost and rightmost portraits are only three-point similar.

"What happened?"

Song Zining stretched out his hand to cover the paper, the light of the original force flickered, a translucent mist swept across the table, the drawing paper disappeared completely, leaving only a pile of light gray powder.