In the face of such bold words, Qianye finally couldn't maintain a calm look, and was stunned, "Now?"
"why not?"
Qianye was speechless, and he said after a long while: "The environment here doesn't seem to be suitable..."
Twilight smiled amusedly, pinched Qianye's face, then stretched down, caressing his chest, "Don't try, do you feel that the Force is frozen like a river in winter? It’s the effect of the frozen blood, not to mention you, even Earl Garter can’t break free in this state. Unless... you have any... secret method?"
Earl Garter? That is the highest rank among the counts of the dark race.
Qianye lowered his eyes. His dawn force was indeed like a quagmire, almost unable to flow. The ordinary blood energy sank deep in the heart without any response, while the purple blood energy retracted into the ability rune as if it was about to hibernate, but it carried the darkness of the original wings. The golden blood energy is only slightly sluggish.
However, Twilight's last murmur that seemed to be a joke or a test made Qianye suddenly vigilant, and a feeling of extreme danger flashed through his heart. He almost immediately gave up trying to use the pupil technique to resist, and at the same time, he remembered it!
This woman always made Qianye feel familiar, but it was not an illusion. He has seen her! When leaving Anduya's lost world, she was the first enemy she encountered after walking out of the Light Gate.
At that time, the effect of the source blood that Anduya gave Qianye had not yet completely expired, and Qianye was not sure whether Twilight could see his appearance clearly during the high-speed movement in the void. But the two met in this place and in this way, if there was no purpose behind it, no one would believe it. The point is, what exactly does she want to do? Also, how much did she know.
Seeing that Qianye was silent, Twilight patted his face lightly, "Be good, don't think about it. If there is any delay, I will change my mind."
"And then? Will you let me go?" Qianye asked.
Twilight thought of something, suddenly laughed out loud, and said cheerfully: "It can be considered!"
"You just said you wanted to give me a first hug..."
Twilight wrapped his arms around Qianye's neck, and looked at him sideways, in front of him was a pair of obsidian-like eyes, as clear as crystal, from which he could see his own image.
The two stared at each other for a while.
Twilight rubbed his cheek against Qianye's face, and almost all of his breath was blown into his ears, "I don't like useless men who only know how to bow their heads and stick to their ears. They have no meaning at all. I like strong, dangerous men. , exciting... "
She let go of her hands, took a few steps back, and said, "It seems that today is really not a suitable day. You are not strong enough now, but I can give you a little more time. I am looking forward to it, don't make me wait too long."
Qianye turned around and stared quietly at Twilight. Only she herself knew how credible the words of this woman with polarized personality and unpredictable words and deeds were.
At least Qianye can be sure that at first this woman really wanted to hug him for the first time, but for some reason she suddenly changed her mind midway. The reason for this, of course, is not a sudden kindness.
Twilight jumped up lightly, gliding several meters in the air, and stood on a branch of the big tree. She seemed to remember something, she turned her head, pointed at Qianye, and gestured to fire the force pistol, "That's right! If you become my man, I don't mind helping Yetong once."
Nighteye! It's been a long time since I heard this name, and when it was mentioned so suddenly, it immediately stirred up waves in Qianye's heart, causing an unusual change in his expression.
Even the slightest abnormality could not escape Mu Hui's eyes, and suddenly there was something in her smile that made Qianye tremble with fear. It's like the two have been covering the board in the next round of dark chess. Up to now, Twilight finally got a glimpse of his hole cards.
"I'm leaving, get stronger, little man!" Twilight waved his hand vigorously, his figure blurred for a while, and appeared in the distance in an instant, and after a few more flashes, he disappeared without a trace, giving Qianye no chance to ask questions.
Qianye stood silently, resisting the urge to stop her.
The appearance of Twilight cast a heavy shadow on Qianye's heart. This blood woman's combat power far surpassed that of Stuka, even if Zhao Yuying met her, she lost more than she won.
Looking back now, Qianye stepped into the Twilight Realm unprepared from the very beginning. If she hadn't wanted to take him down without damage, the battle would have ended in just a few moves. What Qianye can choose is to rely on the dark gold blood energy and the power of the original wings, not to be completely controlled by the frozen blood, so as not to let himself fall into her hands alive.
However, a person with such power is already a great aristocrat in the blood clan, why did he come specifically for him? Thinking of the secrets in him, Qianye couldn't help but take a deep breath.
If this blood woman was one of the members who participated in the battle for the treasure of the Black Wing King, then perhaps some crisis is not far away. But what does this have to do with Yetong? From what Twilight said, it seemed that Yetong was also in some kind of danger now.
With a bang, Qianye slammed his fist heavily on the ancient tree beside him, half of the trunk that two adults couldn't hold together collapsed, and a deep scar was split on the back of his finger, and blood fell to the ground drop by drop. middle.
Qianye suddenly realized that even if he saw that the crisis was within reach, there was nothing he could do now. The original sense of accomplishment in subduing Brudo was gone. He couldn't even tell whether that powerless, complicated and disturbed mood was due to his own fate or because of Yetong's situation.
After standing there for an unknown amount of time, Qianye heaved a sigh of relief and ran towards Qingfeng Mountain. No matter what is about to happen, he must continue on the road in front of him. Qianye has never given up lightly, otherwise his life would have ended in that lighthouse town long ago.
At the foot of Qingfeng Mountain, the Fengya tribe still exists, but the entire settlement seems to be facing an enemy. All the werewolves in the wooden house withdrew to the cave, and built a low wall halfway up the mountain, and erected several stone arrow towers.
When Qianye, who was running at high speed, appeared in the field of vision, a long wolf howl sounded, and hundreds of werewolf warriors rushed out of the cave and rushed to their combat positions, ready to fight.
Qianye turned a blind eye to those warriors, and stood still only tens of meters away from the low wall. He glanced at the imminent battle formation, and asked coldly, "Where is the patriarch? How long does he want to wait?"
There was a commotion among the werewolves, and many of them couldn't help but growl. However, at this moment, Qianye clearly exuded an aura that made them instinctively fear. It was the coercion from the strong, and even the most violent werewolf would not dare to rush forward rashly.
The defense line on the left suddenly parted to both sides, and the old patriarch came out under the guard of several strong werewolves. He waved his hand and told the clansmen to stay where they were, and walked up to Qianye alone, and said slowly: "Young and powerful human beings, the way you appear like this doesn't seem very appropriate."
"Dear patriarch, it's not very appropriate for you to hold your posture like this. My patience is running out. Now, please give me a definite answer."
The old patriarch's face was gloomy, "Is this a threat to the Fengya tribe?"
"I never threaten, just state the facts."
"The Fengya tribe has two hundred brave warriors, and every warrior is ready to shed blood."
Qianye sneered, "You mean, you want all the soldiers to bleed?"
The old patriarch suffocated immediately.
"Before you make a decision, you should probably know that Brudo is ready to surrender."
"The terrifying red Burdo?" Fengya's soldiers immediately commotioned.
They can also be regarded as the subjects of the werewolf viscount. Brudo's terror has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of every werewolf. And such a terrifying figure would also submit to this young human being? !
Only now were the werewolves finally able to face up to Qianye's strength. Before that, they couldn't help but underestimate him, just because the opponent was human.
The face of the old patriarch seemed to have aged a lot in an instant. He had no doubts about the authenticity of Qianye's words. This was news that could be verified with a little inquiring. What's more, the old patriarch knew that Brudo blocked the mountain path ahead, but Qianye still appeared here, which is enough to explain everything.
He glanced back at the clansmen behind him. Most of the soldiers looked blank, looking at their patriarch and guide, their eyes were full of pure conviction and waiting. The old patriarch's eyes fell a little farther away, behind the fortification line, where the children and women stood.
In the end, the old patriarch withdrew his gaze, stared at Qianye and smiled wryly: "It seems that we have no other choice." He slowly knelt down on one knee in front of Qianye, raised the scepter in his hand representing the identity of the patriarch above his head, and held it in front of Qianye .
Qianye took the scepter and handed it back to the old patriarch.
In the kingdom of darkness, this simple return is a ceremony of submission, symbolizing allegiance and the process of granting rights by the lord. From this moment on, the Fengya tribe is considered to be Qianye's vassal, of course this is based on the rules of the dark kingdom.
"Bring a few people and follow me to Qingfeng Mountain."
The old patriarch hesitated immediately, "That is the resting place of our ancestors."
Qianye said indifferently: "Hundreds of years ago, there was nothing there. But now, if I hadn't driven out Stuka, it wouldn't be yours either."
The old patriarch sighed, called two elders of the clan, and followed Qianye up to Qingfeng Mountain. On the natural platform at the top of the peak, there are still traces of the original force array. Qianye only walked around there before heading towards the cave that was once occupied by the vampires.
At the beginning, the blood clans who stayed behind were all concentrated in the stone hall on the two floors outside. Qianye came and went in a hurry. After finishing them, he didn't continue to go deeper, and now he has time to observe carefully.
The outermost stone hall was completely empty. Starting from the second floor, empty slots were dug out on the stone walls on both sides. Many of the empty slots contained bones wrapped in thick cloth. Qianye walked all the way to the innermost room and found such bones. There are actually about a hundred of them.
This is the custom of werewolves, and the corpses of the most important people in the tribe will be preserved and placed in the ancestral cemetery. After most werewolves died, their bodies were thrown into the valley and returned to the earth.
With so many corpses preserved in the cemetery of the ancestors of the Fengya tribe, it is clear that their history is longer than Qianye imagined. Perhaps before migrating here, the origin of this tribe can be traced back to the era of the Millennium War. The vampires who occupied this place did not desecrate the corpses of the werewolf ancestors, and everything remained as it was.
Standing in the cemetery of werewolf ancestors, Qianye suddenly felt an indescribable strange feeling, both the dawn force and blood energy in his body were faintly throbbing, as if echoing something.
Qianye's pupils were faintly blue, and when he looked around, he suddenly found that the original force here seemed to be much stronger than outside. Wisps of dark force are constantly oozing out from the cave wall, some of which are actually inhaled by the bones of the werewolves' ancestors.