Since the beginning of the bloody battle, the fighting around Heiliu City has not stopped. Most of the small towns have been abandoned, and the residents have retreated to cities with complete fortifications. A temporary base for mercenaries and hunters.
The small town that appeared in front of Qianye has also been turned into ruins. Most of the houses in the town have been burned down, and only a few are still intact. On the roof of one of the houses, there was a scarlet flag flying, with a human head painted on the flag, with flesh and blood on one side and a skeleton on the other, it was indescribably ferocious.
Such a flag is a sign of the state of war. It is generally used by large adventurer teams or mercenary corps to declare the sovereignty of the territory, and clearly refuses any forces to approach. Those who dare to set up a battle flag in this environment are not easy to provoke.
Seeing half of the skull flag, Qianye frowned, used the lights to signal for approaching, and slowed down and drove slowly into the town square.
It was very quiet along the way, not even a mouse was seen in the ruins, and no sentry came forward to stop it, but Qianye, with the keenness of a sniper, noticed that there were many vigilant eyes in the dark. He and Yetong got out of the car, came to the house that was still in good condition, and knocked on the door.
The door opened, Song Zining Shi Shi ran out. At this moment, Qi Shao was dressed as an adventurer, with bullets, sabers, and long and short guns all over his body, and he actually had a bloodthirsty and sturdy air, which was completely different from the gentle and elegant temperament in the past. Seeing Qianye, his first words were: "You are late."
Qianye looked at the Force Sundial and said, "It's only five minutes late."
"One minute is too late. Come in, everything is ready." Song Zining beckoned, let Qianye and Yetong into the room, and then closed the door.
After entering the door, there is a small living room. The original owner of this building should live a relatively well-off life. There is a fireplace in the living room, and the furniture is also neat. Both Yetong and Qianye were dressed as hunters. After entering the room, she looked around, then pulled down the hood of the cloak, took off the dust mask and goggles, shook her black hair, and tied it up. A ponytail was tied in the back of the head.
Song Zining stood beside him, looking at Yetong quietly, wondering what he was thinking. After Yetong and Qianye took off their cloaks, he said, "This is Her Royal Highness Monroe?"
Yetong turned her head when she heard the words, and looked at Song Zining, her pupils were bottomless.
Song Zining suddenly felt that his vision was being drawn by the endless depth in her pupils, and his whole body was about to fall into the bottomless abyss. His whole body was shaken, and he took a step back suddenly. The hazy cyan light around him flickered, and the leaves fell like rain. , Only then escaped from the pulling of the dark world.
Yetong's face turned pale for a moment, and then returned to normal.
Seeing that something was wrong, Qianye immediately took a step forward, and Dongyue stood up between the two, breaking the invisible traction.
Both Song Zining and Yetong's abilities were illusory, mysterious, and unpredictable. It was unknown who's aura moved first, but they had an unintentional fight.
When Song Zining looked at Yetong again, his expression was slightly awe-inspiring, and he deliberately avoided making eye contact with her. Yetong stood with her eyes downcast, not looking at Song Zining anymore.
Song Zining took a deep look at Qianye and said, "Go in, everything is ready inside. I believe it will help you in your future lives."
The interior has been remodeled, and a dining table is converted into a workbench in the center. There are several shelves standing next to it, which are full of medicines and surgical tools, most of which Qianye doesn't recognize.
There is a comfortable high-backed chair under the window, on which sits a short, fat old man with a very ugly appearance, closing his eyes and resting his mind, while constantly moving his fingers according to a certain mysterious rhythm.
"This is Master Lu Ju. He is a real master in the field of disguise. It is also our luck to invite him this time." Song Zining introduced with a smile.
Hearing Song Zining's voice, Lu Ju's small triangular eyes slightly opened, and said with a stubborn face, "It's indeed your luck! If it wasn't for hearing that this time the partner is special, my old man happens to have something useful Looking at you, just because of you little fishes, is it worth my old man's hands?"
Although most strange people are eccentric, but the master's way of speaking seems to be to make people uncomfortable.
Qianye's eyebrows twitched, but he still nodded and said, "Thank you, Master."
Lu Ju snorted, shook Erlang's legs, and said, "Is there such a blunt way to thank you?" Hearing this, Qianye and Yetong frowned together.
At this time Song Zining came up, pulled Qianye behind him, and said with a smile: "My brother is not good at words, but he is very good at fighting. He just killed a dozen of Yongye's nobles recently, and his murderous intent is a bit heavy. This time , I hope you will always do your best, and I will reward you."
Lu Ju snorted again, put on airs, and then slowly stood up. However, Qianye's eyesight was sharp, and he could tell that Lu Ju's face was trembling when he heard the phrase "killed more than a dozen Yongye nobles".
Lu Ju walked up to Yetong, looked him up and down, and asked, "Is that her?"
"Exactly." Song Zining replied instead.
"Okay, sit down over there and don't move."
Yetong sat down on the chair as promised, Lu Ju took her hand, and stabbed her fingertips with a gold needle. However, the needle failed to pierce her skin!
Lu Ju was startled suddenly, and his eyes changed a little. He regained his composure and replaced it with a golden needle as thick as a finger. The tip of the needle had a slanted blade. This is not a needle at all, it is simply a carving knife.
As soon as Qianye's face changed, he wanted to speak out, but Song Zining seemed to have expected it, and held him down.
After using this thing, Lu Ju's fingers even trembled slightly because of the force, before he cut Yetong's fingers, and a round drop of blood appeared on the needle. He carefully dripped the blood into a long test tube next to him, holding his breath to watch the changes inside.
The test tube was originally filled with a colorless and transparent liquid. As soon as this drop of blood was put in, the blood color immediately spread and spread throughout the test tube. Then the color became more and more intense, until the whole tube became a bright red, and then it began to boil.
During the boiling process, the blood gradually revealed a golden color, and after a while, it turned into a golden color all over.
Looking at the tube of golden blood, Lu Ju trembled with excitement, and kept shouting: "The blood of the ancestors is really the blood of the ancestors!"
Qianye was a little puzzled by Lu Ju's excitement. At this time, Song Zining whispered next to him, "Master Lu Ju once had a bloodline in his ancestors, but it's almost diluted in this generation."
Qianye suddenly realized that Lu Ju was of mixed blood. However, with the strong characteristics of the blood race, it was gradually diluted and swallowed by the blood of the human race. It seems that the blood of Lu Ju's ancestors is really not very good. Whether in Evernight or the Empire, mixed blood is at the bottom of society.
Lu Ju poured the liquid in the test tube into a metal vat on the ground, and then took more than ten kinds of medicines from the shelf next to it and poured them in. Finally, the liquid turned into a color as transparent as water and was completely destroyed.
After finishing all this, Lu Ju walked to another basin of liquid, dipped his hands in, and began to wash carefully, even under the nails. His expression at the moment was extremely focused, as if he was performing some kind of ritual.
After a while, Lu Jufang raised his hands. He didn't know what he was using to wash his hands. He didn't use a face towel to wipe it. After leaving the liquid surface, it dried almost immediately.
He bowed to Ye Tong, and said: "Your Highness, please close your eyes, I want to offend you a little." At this moment, the master's original arrogance and rudeness were all gone, and he was as respectful as an ordinary vampire treats the superior.
Qianye was slightly taken aback, then turned to look at Song Zining, but Song Zining looked like he knew this beforehand.
Yetong closed her eyes as she said, and Lu Ju's hands were like the wind, and quickly passed her head. His short and thick fingers were unusually nimble, and they pressed the positions of the skull one by one.
Lu Ju withdrew his hands, took out the drawing board, brushed and drew a portrait on it, showed it to Yetong, and said respectfully: "This is a changeable appearance, are you satisfied?"
Qianye also saw the portrait, the person in the painting was similar to Yetong in outline, but the face was completely two people, even Qianye himself couldn't recognize it.
Lu Ju only used a few strokes to paint the portraits vividly and with great charm. This writing power is not inferior to Song Zining.
Yetong looked at the portrait carefully and put forward a lot of opinions. Lu Ju followed suit one by one and revised more than a dozen drafts in a row before Yetong nodded. It seems that even in a dangerous situation, when it comes to appearance problems, women of any status will be fussy.
Then Lu Ju explained to Yetong and Qianye what to do next. It turned out that Lu Ju wanted to make a mask according to this portrait. The special thing was that this mask was actually alive, driven by the original force, and could survive for several years. Such a mask is not only lifelike, it can be described in four words.
As long as you don't meet a strong man above the level of a general, ordinary secret perception and detection will not be able to see through the mask made by Lu Ju, and will only think that it is living flesh and blood, a part of Yetong's body.
Such means are worthy of the title of master.
Qianye didn't know where Song Zining found Lu Ju, but he knew that it was expensive to invite such a person, and often required to pay a special price.
"Your Highness, please lie down on the workbench. It may hurt later, do you need anesthesia?"
"No need." Nighteye replied.
After Yetong lay down on the workbench, Lu Ju arranged hundreds of large and small knives in several rows, opened the refrigerator, carefully took out a thin piece of flesh-colored skin from inside, and covered Yetong's face.
Seeing that Lu Ju was starting to work, Song Zining pulled Qianye outside so as not to disturb the operation process.
The two stood in front of the fireplace, Song Zining handed Qianye a cigarette, and then lighted a rare one for himself.
Qianye seldom saw him smoking, so he couldn't help but ask, "What's on your mind?"
"A little bit." Song Zining let out a long breath.
"Which aspect? It has something to do with my matter?"
Song Zining smiled bitterly and said, "Aside from this, what else could it be? Don't you really know how much trouble you have caused?"
Qianye was silent for a moment, then said, "I know."
"You don't know!" Song Zining said rudely to Qianye, and Qianye didn't speak, just looked at the cigarette burning between his fingers.
Song Zining waited until he finished smoking the whole cigarette, and then said, "I've checked the Monroe princess, and there's some incredible news. Since she has the title of princess, it means that the one who awakened is the Black Wing King Ann." Duya’s bloodline, and in the past, the relationship between the Black Wing King and the Queen of the Night, Lilith, has never been very good. In addition, it is said that Edward, the holy son of the Pass clan, wanted to be a partner with her, and now he ran away with you, Then the Holy Son will definitely not let it go. This is not the worst, the key is that the Queen of the Night is awake now!"
Qianye sighed and said, "I know."
Song Zining grabbed Qianye's collar, lowered his voice, and said angrily, "You know?! You brought her back after you knew it. Do you think that in a place like Yongye, you can hide from the holy son of the blood clan, and even the holy son of the blood race?" Queen of the night? What do you want to do, go to the hinterland of the empire?"