Even though they were tens of kilometers apart, Yetong's eyes also reflected this light. She hesitated for a moment, then turned towards the direction of the lights.
Ten minutes later, Yetong appeared outside Lighthouse Town.
The gate of the town has not been repaired yet, of course even if it is repaired, the mere five-meter-high city wall is useless in front of her. With a light leap, Yetong stood on the ten-meter-high tower without a sound.
The bald sheriff was sitting a few meters away, dozing off with his flagon and shotgun in his arms. He smelled of alcohol, obviously drank a lot, and he didn't notice Yetong at all. But even if he hadn't drunk a drop and was fully on guard, he would never be able to discover Ye Tong's existence.
Nighteye scanned the town, his eyes shining brightly. In her vision, the blood of everyone in the town was revealed one by one. The blood of these people is a tonic for her, which can speed up the recovery of injuries. However, there was no high-quality blood in the town, which disappointed her greatly.
But Yetong immediately relaxed his frowning brows. High-quality blood means masters with tyrannical vigor and blood, and now she can't beat those real powerhouses.
Yetong suddenly saw Qianye's bar. The words on the signboard still only had one sofa still shimmering, which was lighter than the previous days, but the darkness did not hinder Yetong at all.
"Manshushahua? In such a desolate area, there are people who know about Manshushahua?" Yetong was a little surprised.
She jumped up, flitted across the air for dozens of meters as lightly as a swallow, and then began to fall. After another ups and downs, she was already standing at the door of the bar.
The door was ajar, and when Qianye came back, the blood of darkness was about to flare up. He was so eager to find medicine that he forgot to lock the door.
Nighteye was also full of curiosity about this bar. She gently opened the door, walked into the hall, and scanned the surrounding environment. In front of her bottomless eyes, there is no secret at all. She even saw, just under the floor tiles in the middle of the hall, a square cavity hiding a long suitcase.
She had no interest in the contents of the box, and it was impossible for any rare treasures to appear in such a goddamn desolate place. On the contrary, she has a lot of interest in the owner of the bar. Not everyone knows Manshushahua and the special meaning of this word. It is too difficult to make up these four characters by making up random strokes without writing wrong strokes.
Nighteye walked towards the back of the bar. But just after she took a few steps, suddenly her eyes went dark, and an irresistible feeling of dizziness suddenly appeared!
"What a powerful blood shackle! Oops..." Before Yetong could do anything, he swayed, fell to the ground, and then lost consciousness.
Qianye was currently cultivating in his bedroom. He once again withstood the test of twenty tides of force, and was hesitating whether to try to charge twenty-one times, when he suddenly heard a muffled plop from the hall outside, as if a heavy object fell to the ground.
"Thief?" Qianye was a little surprised.
The thieves in the town are all Mr. Zhao's subordinates, who dares to be so blind and steal their own things? It is even more impossible for foreign wanderers, they will only go to residential houses, not to special places like bars and hotels. In Eternal Night Continent, a special place means a dangerous place.
Qianye stood up calmly, reached out and took out a saber, and walked out slowly. His movements were gentle but steady, his feet were completely silent, his breathing was very slow, and even his heartbeat slowed down accordingly, in order to reduce the probability of being discovered.
When he walked into the hall, the door that had not been repaired for a long time opened a crack, other than that, there was no other abnormality, but there was an extra woman on the floor.
Qianye was not in a hurry to approach, but first walked around the doors and windows to confirm that there was no one hiding in an ambush outside, and then flashed through the open door like a ghost. He didn't close the door, but in the process had attached a thin silk thread to two protruding rivets behind the door, and attached a small grenade to it.
If someone rushed in again, it would definitely break this silk thread, and then he would taste the spray of hundreds of tiny steel balls.
After setting up the precautions and defensive measures, Qianye circled around the woman again, then approached from her feet, and lightly touched her calf.
She was completely unresponsive.
Qianye lightly stabbed her calf again, her body instinctively twitched, she moaned softly, and then became unresponsive again. Only then did Qianye feel relieved, her reaction was very normal, which meant that she had indeed passed out and was not pretending to be dead.
Of course, it doesn't rule out that she is a real veteran who can deceive an experienced hunter like Qianye. However, Qianye saw a lot of dark races pretending to be dead, and the wisdom and strength of the dark races were basically in direct proportion. Generally, those who can have this level of acting skills don't need to play tricks with Qianye, just pounce on him and strangle him to death.
The Red Scorpion is indeed one of the trump cards in the imperial army, but it doesn't mean it is omnipotent. The individual strength of most dark races is stronger than that of black scorpion-level fighters, let alone Qianye, an immature rookie who is at the bottom of the red scorpion. In a one-on-one confrontation, the inherently weaker body of human beings will suffer a lot.
After Qianye tried it out, he began to scrutinize this woman carefully.
She has slightly short black hair. Even if she is curled up on the ground, she can tell that she is tall and has long legs. Her whole body is well-proportioned and powerful, without a trace of excess fat.
Such a body doesn't look very strong, but its explosive power is terrifying. Coupled with flexibility, coordination and high speed, it is the most difficult fighter to deal with on the battlefield. Red Scorpion's chief and deputy army commanders all have this type of body shape, and Qianye himself also prefers this route.
She was wrapped in a set of dark black field military uniform, the style of which was the military uniform of the common field regiment of the Empire, and her feet were military boots that reached to the knees. There were very few visible weapons on her body, and she didn't carry any firearms, only a short knife stuck in her waist, and a leather bag was also hung.
Qianye carefully pulled out the dagger at her waist, then quickly stepped back a few meters, seeing that she was completely unresponsive, he began to look down.
This is a very common multi-purpose short knife. The back of the knife is serrated, but the material is very special. It seems to be made of some kind of biological bone, and the whole body does not use any metal materials. The dagger was very heavy, weighing ten kilograms, comparable to a small battle axe.
Qianye tried the blade, and it was extremely sharp, no worse than the Red Scorpion's knife. Moreover, because it is a bone blade, it can evade the detection of many security systems. But this short knife is so heavy, it will affect the flexibility to some extent. It's just that when fighting hand-to-hand, the opponent may make a mistake in judgment, which is considered an advantage.
Qianye inserted it into the floor next to him, but the bloody light flashed slightly on the dagger, and it immediately lost its handle!
Qianye was shocked! The floor of the bar hall is all hard bluestone, and there is no grille commonly used in residential houses below, which means it is not hollow, but connected to the foundation. He didn't use much force, and the short knife could lose its handle. Could it be that this is an original force weapon
But then, no matter how Qianye used the force to test and push it, the short knife did not respond at all.
Qianye took off the purse from her waist again, and opened it to have a look. There is a row of seven thorns neatly arranged in the leather bag, which are obviously used for throwing weapons. The spines are also made of unknown bones, and the three protruding blades are slightly rotated at an angle. If thrown at high speed, it should spin itself, improving accuracy.
There was a slight smell of bitter almonds from the thorns, which made Qianye awe-inspiring, and his movements became more gentle and careful. This kind of smell probably means several kinds of terrible poisons. If the skin is accidentally cut and blood is seen, Qianye knows that he may not be able to last for a few minutes. Bingjue does not have any anti-drug and healing functions.
There is also a mezzanine in the leather bag, with a few neatly cut blood-colored crystals inserted, it seems that there is blood flowing inside, and it emits a faint smell of blood.
Qianye took out a crystal and looked at it carefully for a while, but he couldn't identify what it was, and he didn't seem to have heard of it after searching his memory. Just seeing the bright red flowing in the crystal, Qianye felt that the dark blood in his body was about to move.
Qianye was slightly startled, quickly put the blood crystal back to its original place, and fastened the purse. Now it seems that this leather bag is not made of ordinary materials. Once it is closed, all the smell of blood is completely isolated, and nothing is exposed.
Qianye knelt down beside her, with his ten fingers gently, he groped her whole body to make sure that there was no hidden weapon, then he was relieved and turned her over.
When he saw her face clearly, Qianye suddenly felt his heart tighten, as if it missed a beat.
This is a perfect face that has reached the limit of human imagination, and any compliment in any language seems superfluous. As soon as it appeared, it occupied Qianye's entire field of vision and thinking, as if there was only this indescribable face left in the world.
There is no shortage of stunning figures in the dark race, not to mention the blood race, there are also many amazing existences among the mysterious and powerful demons. Among the well-known powerhouses of the dark race, regardless of men or women, there are quite a few of them with beautiful appearances.
Some anthropologists try to explain this phenomenon. They believe that in the same world, the aesthetics of powerful intelligent races always tend to be consistent, and the root cause is still based on the nature of the world's force.
Regardless of whether this theory is really based, the fact caused by this phenomenon is that both humans and dark races tend to capture each other as slaves. Especially those with beautiful appearance and strong strength can be sold for sky-high prices, which can greatly satisfy the desire to conquer.
Qianye tried to calm down, but when he looked at her again, his whole heart suddenly trembled. She didn't open her eyes, but Qianye felt that she had seen her deep and endless pupils, so her whole body, mind, and soul seemed to be sucked in by those black pupils, and she would perish forever in the darkness!
Qianye was startled suddenly, subconsciously retreated, and his back hit the wall heavily, just like a person who was almost drowning, panting heavily, and then covered in cold sweat.
He almost couldn't tell whether it was an illusion or reality just now.
When she was still in a deep sleep and coma, she was able to draw Qianye's consciousness and almost turned it into reality, so what would happen when she woke up
Qianye forced himself to calm down, carefully recalling the feeling just now, and suddenly found that there seemed to be an instinctive attraction in it. Her appearance was the perfection that Qianye could dream of, no, it even surpassed his dream, that's why it gave him such a strong impact. For a moment, I lost my heart. But what is beauty beyond dreams? Does such a thing exist
Spiritual charm! Qianye thought of another possibility.