Qianye knocked off Song Zining's hand, and growled, "Of course not! If she goes to the hinterland of the empire, once her identity is revealed, she won't even be able to escape. I know it will be troublesome to be with her in the future, but I can't even watch her go back to marry that goddamn Holy Son! If Yongye can't stand still, then I will go to the neutral ground with her. The Holy Son is chasing after me, at worst, I will fight him to the death there!"
Song Zining looked at Qianye, sighed suddenly, and said, "Actually, there is another piece of news that I have always been confused about. I heard that before the battle of Sleeping Beasts, the Queen of the Night personally issued an order, saying that if Yetong If you can retrieve a fragment of ancient essence, then promise her freedom. But now she is back with you."
Qianye was stunned for a moment, thinking of the fragment of the ancient essence, and even more so, the process of Yetong forcing him to absorb the ancient essence even a little arbitrarily and unreasonably.
Song Zining saw the change in Qianye's expression, but did not continue the topic, but said, "This is a trouble from the outside, and there are also troubles within the empire. I just got the news from the expeditionary army headquarters. It seems that someone is investigating your past What happened while serving in the Red Scorpion."
"Red Scorpion?" Qianye's eyes suddenly turned cold. The red scorpion was a wound in his heart, which is still dripping with blood in retrospect.
Song Zining said: "But don't worry for now, the identity I prepared for you back then should be valid, and they won't be able to find anything. Of course, if you really dig deep, you will always find that there is something wrong with your identity."
There was a bit of murderous intent in Qianye's eyes, and he said coldly, "If they really want to investigate to the end, they will definitely find you and me."
Song Zining lightly tapped on the window sill, and said, "At that time, I will have fun with them. But Qianye, you have to think about who you have offended, and the military will come to check on you .”
Qianye thought about it for a while. Speaking of which, the ones he really had the deepest hatred for were the Dong family, Gu Liyu and Xu Lang.
After getting these three names, Song Zining just nodded and didn't say anything else.
The two stood side by side in front of the window and fell silent for a while.
After a while, Song Zining said slowly, "Qianye, we are brothers after all. No matter how big the trouble is, I will share it with you."
For a moment, Qianye didn't know how to answer, but nodded silently.
It took more than an hour for the operation before Lu Ju opened the door and said weakly, "It's ok."
In the room, Yetong was looking left and right in the mirror, with a little bewilderment on his face. There was a completely unfamiliar face in the mirror, which made it very difficult for her to adapt. She touched her face again, and she could hardly feel that there was a mask covering her face at this moment. What was even more amazing was that there was a touch on the mask, no different from her own skin.
Her hair had also been dyed, changing the color a bit, giving it an amber sheen over the black. When she turned around from the mirror, even Qianye and Song Zining were stunned, if not for the same breath, they would have mistaken it for someone else.
Yetong then restrained his aura and entered the bloodline latent state. All of the original force and blood energy were all restrained at once, leaving only a little aura that belonged to ordinary people. In this way, even Qianye might not recognize her face to face.
Lu Ju brought a basin of clean water and said, "Soak your face in the clean water, and you can take off the mask."
Yetong immersed her face in clear water as she said, and after a while, a layer of skin floated down from her face, slowly separating from her cheeks. Under this mask, there are more than ten hair-thin tentacles floating in the basin like jellyfish of different species.
Then Yetong picked up the mask and put it on his face again.
The tentacles under the mask slowly pierced her skin, and the face changed from distorted to gradually clear. The whole process was quite miraculous. After listening to Lu Ju's explanation, what really surprised Qianye was that the tentacles of the mask could pierce Yetong's skin, thus providing various sensations of real skin. One must know that Yetong's physical strength is only slightly inferior to Qianye's, but Lu Ju needs a golden needle like a carving knife to cut open her fingertips and get a drop of blood out.
When Lu Ju was cultivating the mask, Yetong's blood had already been incorporated into it, so Yetong's body recognized it as the same bloodline and allowed it to enter smoothly. Based on this alone, Lu Ju is worthy of the title of master, and Song Zining can imagine the price he paid for being able to let him make a move.
Lu Ju circled Yetong several times, clicked his tongue, and said again and again: "Perfect, really perfect! This is the pinnacle work of my life! From now on, who else can see through the mask I made by Lu Ju?"
Qianye approached Song Zining, and said softly: "This Master Lu, doesn't he make masks specially for blood races?"
Song Zining replied softly: "You guessed it right, what he is best at is making masks for the vampires, which is far better than those for the vampires and demons."
Qianye looked at Lu Ju, feeling a little complicated. Lu Ju made masks for the vampires, needless to say, the biggest use was to allow them to sneak into the empire. If this guy is beheaded, many blood races can be cut off from sneaking into the empire. But he had just made a mask for Yetong, so how did he do it
Song Zining seemed to understand Qianye's thoughts, and said: "There are many people like this, and if you kill one, another will appear. Besides, Master Lu is willing to help this time, which is also a kindness to you and me. Qianye, I see that your recent battle I played too much, and my mind was not clear."
Lu Ju packed up his tools and walked out with an old suitcase. Song Zining said with a smile: "Master Lu, I have prepared the airship for you in Heiliu City, and you can start immediately. When you arrive at Yuelu, someone will pick you up there. Everything has been arranged. rest assured!"
Lu Ju nodded, with a smile on his fat face, and said: "Seventh Young Master's arrangement is naturally good, haha, haha!"
Song Zining opened the door for Lu Ju himself, and said, "Master Lu please!"
Lu Ju didn't move, but said respectfully: "No! Your Highness please first!"
Yetong was used to going first, but this time he didn't move, but stood beside Qianye and let him go first. Qianye was still looking left and right, Yetong gently pushed him on the back, pushed him out, and then followed up slowly.
Lu Ju was dumbfounded, and it took him a long time to recover. From the beginning to the end, he had no impression of Qianye, but he did not expect that the supreme blood princess in his mind would be completely dominated by him.
Everyone boarded the off-road vehicle separately and returned to Heiliu.
After the smooth return trip, Song Zining arranged for Lu Ju to board the airship and go to Vietnam. And Yetong followed Qianye all the way home.
The place where Qianye lived was originally very simple, it was an ordinary room next to the Dark Fire Headquarters, and the furnishings inside were quite simple. Qianye has been fighting outside all year round, and in recent years he has spent very little time in Heiliu City. So I don't care about how well I live.
However, Song Zining obviously didn't have this kind of style. Just a few days after he came back early, he had ordered someone to clean up a quiet small building for Qianye to live in. There are several big trees next to the small building, which cover the courtyard and the small building under the shade of trees. There is a small pool in the courtyard, which adds a bit of poetry.
Pushing open the door of the building, one can see the spacious living room. A fire is already burning in the furnace, and the top-grade smokeless black stone emits faint flames, making the room warm and bright without any miscellaneous smell.
A circle of sofas is placed in the center of the living room, with a thick carpet in the middle, and fruits and a few books are placed on the low table.
As soon as he entered the door, a rich and warm atmosphere of life rushed over his face. It was obvious that Song Zining had put a lot of thought into the layout.
There is a whole set of kitchen utensils in the kitchen, and the cabinets are full of ingredients. Yetong's eyes were shining, and even Qianye couldn't help but want to show off his skills.
It was already dinner time, Yetong immediately said, "Let me cook!"
"Together." Qianye smiled.
The two changed their combat uniforms, started cooking together, and talked about interesting things in their lives, laughing from time to time.
Yetong was good at using two swords, but he felt awkward holding a kitchen knife in his hand. The big fish in the left hand is even more slippery, and it is simply more difficult to deal with than the most terrifying enemy in life. Yetong cut down several times, but to no avail, he cut the fish into pieces and almost hurt his own hand. But her hand was actually much stronger than the kitchen knife, and the knife left only a white scratch on her hand, but it almost broke the kitchen knife.
Qianye watched from the sidelines, couldn't help laughing, took the kitchen knife from Yetong, and casually picked up a piece of fish. In Qianye's hands, the kitchen knife suddenly seemed to have a spirituality, flying up and down around the fish, and pieces of fish meat as thin as paper fell like snowflakes and piled up on the plate. In the end, only a bare fishbone remained in Qianye's hand.
Nighteye was dumbfounded.
Qianye smiled and tapped her on the head together, and said, "What's wrong?"
After all, Yetong was still a girl at heart, with joy and anticipation already on his face, he asked, "Can you still cook?"
"Have you forgotten where we first met?"
Yetong said without hesitation: "A dilapidated bar with terrible taste, why?"
Qianye didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and tapped Yetong on the head again, and said, "That's the bar I opened. Besides, what do you mean by bad taste?!"
"It's just sucks!"
Between the two laughing, dinner was ready, a few small dishes in the imperial style, and a bowl of clear soup. Qianye took out another bottle of wine and poured a glass each.
The two sat down opposite each other, smiled at each other, and started eating with their chopsticks. A table of food was wiped out in the blink of an eye, and Yetong still hadn't finished, looking at Qianye longingly, until finally Qianye raised his hand in surrender, and went to the kitchen to cook a few more dishes, which was enough to feed her.
Satisfied, Yetong buried herself in the sofa and kicked Qianye into the kitchen to wash the dishes.
After a while, Qianye cleaned up everything before walking into the living room, and saw Yetong leaning on the sofa, holding a book and reading.
Since returning, Qianye hadn't noticed what book was on the coffee table, so he walked behind the sofa and asked, "What are you reading?"
Yetong didn't answer, but turned around, hooked Qianye's neck with his backhand, pulled him down, and kissed him.
This time, it was like throwing a torch into the arsenal, and the whole living room was detonated in a blink of an eye.
Qianye could no longer hold back the emotions that had been suppressed by various worries for many days, so he lifted Yetong up. And Yetong jumped into the air and turned over, with his legs wrapped around Qianye's waist. Qianye unleashed the invincible movement technique, reached the upstairs bedroom in a few steps, and slammed her on the bed!
The night breeze is still cool, but the small building is emitting fire from the windows.