Qianye chased after two steps, but couldn't find Zhao Jundu's whereabouts. Only then did he realize that he didn't know Song Zining's location in this new camp. The station of the army staff.
Zhao Jundu's actions were much faster, a streak of purple air pierced through the camp, and didn't stop until the entrance of the Chinese army's camp. After a while, he found Song Zining in a separate tent of the staff headquarters.
Song Zining stood in front of the table and was drawing a picture of a tiger under the moon. When Zhao Jundu pushed the door and entered, he just finished the last stroke. He glanced at Zhao Jundu who had a cold face, and sighed, "I knew there would be bad guests coming today. Tell me, what's the matter?"
"I want you to give it to Li Kuanglan as a favor." Zhao Jundu said straight to the point.
Song Zining's face suddenly became ugly and ugly, "Can't we change the request? It must be her?"
"It must be her."
"Absolutely not! It's not like you don't know her identity." Song Zining flatly refused.
Zhao Jundu moved his fingers slowly, "I'm not here to discuss with you, but to inform you."
Song Zining sneered: "Want to fight? Feel free, I won't fight back. This is the Chinese army, if you kill me, you will also be in trouble."
Zhao Jundu's eyes were full of frost, and he pointed at Song Zining's throat. Song Zining really didn't dodge or dodge, and didn't even use the force to defend. Zhao Jundu's fingertip barely stopped on Song Zining's throat, and the wind of his finger pierced a red spot on his skin, and with just a light push forward, it could penetrate Song Zining's neck.
Anger flashed across Zhao Jundu's face, and he said in a deep voice, "I never expected that the dignified Song Clan Seventh Young Master would be able to act like a rascal."
Song Zining smiled and said, "Both each other, the fourth son of Zhao also has times when he is in a difficult situation? Speaking of which, I am proud to be able to play a rascal in front of you, fourth son."
"You have to give Li Kuanglan this favor."
Song Zining smiled, with a calm expression, "I didn't know my favor was so valuable. But why didn't Fourth Master Zhao give his favor?"
"I already gave her one."
Song Zining let out an "Ah", obviously not expecting it, he put away his frivolous look, and said with a serious face: "You know how troublesome she is, and you dare to give her a favor? Of course, you are different from me. Your reputation is clean, and I But you don’t have such a good reputation, how dare you get involved in this trouble?”
Zhao Jundu said: "These two favors were originally owed by Qianye to her."
Song Zining finally changed his expression, "Qianye! What did Li Kuanglan want originally? Why did you send you to help him fight this?"
Zhao Jundu heard some clues, "Do you know why Qianye owes her a favor?"
Song Zining smiled bitterly and said, "When Qianye was exploring the underground world of Sleeping Beasts, she used a bottle of 'Mirror Water Cleansing Life'. I didn't know that Li Kuanglan would be so serious about begging for favors. Shouldn't be many?"
Zhao Jundu frowned, and recounted the process of exchanging favors with Li Kuanglan in a few words. Song Zining's expression suddenly became a little subtle, and he muttered, "It's okay if it's just a life-and-death battle..."
Zhao Jundu cut him off categorically, "No, Qianye must not have anything to do with her respecting Tang Li."
Song Zining and Zhao Jundu looked at each other for a while, then finally sighed and said, "Since that's the case, then I agree."
Zhao Jundu nodded and wanted to leave.
"Wait." Song Zining called to stop him, "A favor of mine is worth some money, right? Just give it away without giving any benefits?"
Zhao Jundu didn't turn his head back, and said: "Dignified Seventh Young Master, do you want to talk about money?"
Song Zining said indignantly, "Why can't we talk about money, I also want to support my family!"
Zhao Jundu kept on stepping, pretending he didn't hear it.
Song Zining suddenly chuckled, "It seems that Qianye's status in your Zhao Clan is just like this. Instead of living in hiding like this, it's better...give him back to me."
Zhao Jundu suddenly turned his head, his eyes were cold.
Song Zining didn't seem to notice that the coldness in Zhao Jundu's eyes had turned murderous, he opened the folding fan, shook it twice and then closed it again, and said complacently, "That mere foundation may not be in the eyes of the Fourth Young Master, but Qianye is anyway. Being a half-master is better than being a vassal..."
Before he could finish speaking, a violent gust of wind hit his face, and with a muffled bang, Song Zining had already been punched in the rib by Zhao Jundu, and he fell out of the tent.
On the contrary, Zhao Jundu was stunned. He knew the strength of his punches. He used his punches quickly, gathered his strength a little, and it was painful enough to hit someone, but it was impossible to blow them away. So loud. He frowned, and stepped out the door.
Whether this movement is big or small. Passers-by who happened to pass by in the distance looked at it, but they didn't stop. But not far from outside the tent, there were four or five senior officers of Zhang Clan's private army, and two of them, Major General Zhao Jundu, knew each other.
The one who helped Song Zining up was Zhang Muyi, who was angrily saying, "Who dares to fight against the Chinese army!" He turned his head and saw the person stepping out of the torn tent, he couldn't help being startled, and stopped talking in astonishment.
And a handsome young major general next to him reacted faster than Zhang Muyi. Before Zhao Jundu stepped out of the camp, he took half a step sideways, standing in a vague position to protect Song Zining and his companions. When he recognized Zhao Jundu, he was also startled, nodded, and greeted: "Brother Jundu."
Zhao Jundu nodded in return, "Brother Mu Nian."
This person in front of him is one of the leaders of the younger generation of the Zhang Clan. Although Zhang Mu Nian does not have the amazing reputation of Bai Ao Cong and Zhao Jun Du, he is also the mainstay of the family.
Zhang Munian turned his head to look at Song Zining, who was described as a bit embarrassed, and asked in puzzlement, "Brother Jundu, is there some misunderstanding with Zining?"
Hearing these words, Zhao Jundu immediately understood that he was being tricked by Song Zining.
Zhang Munian is definitely not someone who meddles in other people's business, let alone meddling in the affairs of the two surnames Zhao and Song. However, at this moment, Zhang Munian made it clear that he wanted to mediate by saying such a sentence, which shows that Song Zining has some weight in front of him. It seems that this Seventh Young Master not only voted under Zhang Boqian's command as rumored, but also won the approval of the younger generation of the Zhang Clan. Even Zhao Jundu had to admire Song Zining's ability in dealing with the world.
As for what Song Zining planned today, it was very clear. Almost all of Song Zining's military achievements during the Iron Curtain bloody battle belonged to the Zhao Clan. Although there was a guise of exchanging benefits, people would always feel uneasy about his position. Now that core disciples like Zhang Munian and Zhang Muyi have witnessed his quarrel with the younger generation of leaders of the Zhao Clan, they can openly expose the previous connection.
It was already an open secret that Song Zining broke through from the Song Clan and came out to the upper echelons of the empire. Such a young and strong man with ability but no affiliation would probably be valued more by the Zhang Clan in the future.
Zhao Jundu grinned in his heart, Song Zining's favor was really not easy to get, even if he didn't like this opportunity to take advantage of the situation, he could only admire it. Zhao Jundu didn't answer Zhang Munian's question right away, but focused on Song Zining.
Song Zining really smiled wryly, and said, "It's just for some personal matters, it's not a big deal."
Zhang Munian turned to Zhao Jundu, "Since that's the case, can Brother Jundu look at me and ask Zining to give you a present."
Zhao Jundu gave Song Zining a cold look, and said, "That's fine, today's affairs are settled."
Song Zining's goal was achieved, and when he heard Zhao Jundu's words, he didn't show any flaws on his face, and stood obediently with his eyes down. Zhang Munian didn't expect Zhao Jundu to be so talkative today, his expression became more relaxed, the two of them were old acquaintances, it was inevitable to exchange some pleasantries.
At this time, someone rushed towards the gate of the Chinese military camp, Zhao Jundu and Song Zining turned their heads to look at the same time, recognized Qianye's figure, and they looked at each other.
Song Zining shrugged resignedly, and said, "I'll go and explain to him." When he saw Qianye appearing, he knew that Zhao Jundu's so-called exchange of favors must be opposed by Qianye.
Regardless of how Song Zining reported the matter to Qianye, in the next few days, the imperial army swept the battlefield and built temporary fortifications to prevent Yongye's army from counterattacking. However, a strong man of Qianye's level has nothing to do for a few days, just recuperating, waiting for the battlefield to be cleaned up, and the casualties are counted, and then the military achievements can be confirmed.
What made Qianye a little puzzled was that it stands to reason that the empire had paid a huge price to bring down the Eternal Night camp, and the defense system should be rebuilt on the original site of the camp in order to hold on. But for the past few days, all Qianye saw were temporary fortifications. Obviously, the empire had no intention of guarding this place for a long time.
However, these are the decision-making areas of Zhang Boqian and other big figures. Even Song Zining, who is in the staff department, has never heard of the secrets. Although Qianye is puzzled, he will not go to the bottom of it. His top priority now is to cultivate the origin force of dawn as soon as possible, so as to maintain the balance of the two attributes of the force in his body.
In the void outside the Eternal Night Continent, a line of blood, like a rainbow passing through the sky, quickly crossed half of the continent and plunged into an ancient castle on the top of Baishan Mountain.
This is the deepest part of the dark kingdom, and the castle has a history of thousands of years, and there were no written records of the human race at that time. The long years have left an indelible imprint on the outer wall of the castle, but it has not made it decadent. Instead, it has become more and more magnificent with the continuous addition of generations of blood clans.
The main building of the castle is a large stretch of towering buildings, covering the highest peak of Baishan Mountain, connected to the four auxiliary buildings distributed in the surrounding peaks through floating archways.
Each archway is thousands of meters long, and there is a bottomless abyss below. It is completely supported by a number of floating giant ships that do not move all the year round. Looking from a distance, it looks like a miracle.
On the upper floor of the main building, there is a 100-meter-long passage extending outwards, with a small square at the end. No matter the passage or the square, there are no giant floating ships to support them, and they just hang in the air above the bottomless abyss.
Around the square, there are dozens of lifelike statues, and an airship is slowly approaching at the edge. This square is impressively a docking station for floating airships, but it is just floating at a height of more than a thousand meters.