The night passed like this, and Qianye packed up and prepared to start the hunt. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Cui Yuanhai walked out of his hut and threw a huge Force gun to Qianye with great difficulty, saying, "The environment here is special, and ordinary Force guns can't exert their power. So I've made a handful these days, and it can barely be counted as level seven, so you can use it first. It's not very comfortable to use, but it's better than nothing. ”

The old man gave Chiya a product of a violent aesthetic, with a muzzle thick enough to fit a fist and a barrel a finger thick. The guns are all made of forged steel and are engraved with Force arrays. It's just that the patterns on the array are terribly thick, so the Force array all over the gun body is only equivalent to the basic model in the fifth-level Force gun.

The mechanical structure of the gun body is primitive and simple, and the loading and rejecting of the shell are all manual, and there is no auxiliary function at all. Each part is thick and sturdy, and even if it is used as a hammer, there is no need to worry about damage.

The overall design of this Force gun is quite primitive, and Senya estimates that it was designed at least three or four hundred years ago. However, it is only this brutal and brutal design that can be used freely in neutral places. The precision Force Array, without special protection, simply cannot withstand the erosion of the Void Force, and it will not take long before it will be scrapped. A high-end color like Shadow Ode can resist erosion due to the high cost of the material, but the power is diminished.

Perhaps in a neutral place, there are only ten famous guns that can fully exert their power.

The old man struggled to bring out a wooden box and said, "This is the Force bullet, which is for this gun." ”

Qianye opened the wooden box and saw that there were rows of Force physical bullets inside. Faced with these Force bombs the size of grenades, Qianye felt like she couldn't cry or laugh. Maybe if Zhao Yuying is here, she will like this gun very much.

The shortcomings of this gun are also obvious, in addition to the inconvenience of operation and the difficulty of carrying, the firing range is also quite limited, just over a hundred meters. Cui Yuanhai's additional Force Array was all about enhancing power, and he didn't consider the issue of range and accuracy at all. However, there is no need for any precision for about 100 meters, and with the archery of a thousand nights, it is not a matter of where to hit.

As a result of the extreme pursuit of power, the lethality of this gun has surpassed that of Zhao Yuying's opening mountain. And the closer the distance, the more powerful.

"Give it a name. "Thousand Nights.

Cui Yuanhai shook his head again and again, "Don't! If it weren't for this hellish place, how could I have made such a thing." If this gets out, my reputation will be ruined. ”

Qianye was not reluctant, at this time, the night pupil drove the float boat back from the town, and Qianye helped the old man load the luggage onto the float boat, and then put the required equipment, as well as wood, snails and other specialties. After making all preparations, Cui Yuanhai took off in the floating boat and gradually moved away.

"He'll be fine over there, right?"

"Hopefully not. After all, there is the power of the Xue family in Lingang City, and the old man will greet the Xue family first this time. If those two guys were smart enough, they should know how to take care of the old man for us. ”

"Most of the wolf king's side can find out that Gary's death is related to the Xue family, and the two of them are just juniors, and their influence on the family's decision-making is limited. If the wolf king really set his sights on the Xue family, they might throw those two boys out to save their lives. ”

Qianye was suddenly impressed by the night pupil: "Amazing!"

The night pupil glanced at Qianye and said, "That is, the general history of the empire is not in vain. ”

Looking at the appearance of the night pupil, Qianye always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it. It wasn't until the night pupil covered her mouth and chuckled, "What, don't you think it's not so easy to deceive?"

Since snatching the night pupil out of the military headquarters, most of the time the night pupil has been slowly recovering from the physical and spiritual wounds. Qianye is also used to her weakness, used to taking everything on herself, and even she is secretly worried when facing Xue Ding.

During this time, Thousand Nights had forgotten that Night Hitomi was once the royal daughter of the Monroe clan, and her talent had the potential to surpass that of the original species of the Holy Son Edward. The Holy Son and Daughter of the Blood Clan are not noble just by virtue of their identity and bloodline. They must prove themselves in promotions and actual battles in order to achieve the corresponding status.

Even if some protection is required in the initial stages of growth, it will not be in captivity, and the ancient clan will arrange suitable enemies for grinding. Night Pupil was first introduced to the Luo clan and was soon sent to the battlefield. Although it is a protective experience, Night Hitomi has proven himself with excellent promotion speed.

At the level of Edward, the Holy Son, there is no protection, and you need to stand alone on the battlefield until you can defend one side.

None of the famous geniuses of the dark race are simple, and Night Pupil is no exception.

Thinking about this, Qianye had an indescribable feeling in his heart, he would rather the night pupil would always be a weak little girl who needed protection. Unfortunately, this can only be a good wish.

Qianye suddenly remembered what Song Zining once said, "You must not find a woman who is too smart, you can't deceive." ”

It seems that Qishao is also an empirical one.

Everything was ready, and Thousand Nights and Night Pupils made their way through the Black Forest and headed straight for the town. The werewolf viscount and the wolf stationed in the town were all killed by Qianye, and after calculating the time, the wolf king's guards should also sense that something was wrong and find out that something had happened in the town.

Complex terrain such as the town is the most advantageous battlefield for both Thousand Nights and Night Pupils.

At this moment, in the town square, an old werewolf man who was too old to straighten his waist was standing in front of the stake with the werewolf viscount in his hand, with a cane in his hand. His gray sideburns were fringed with three feathers, and the wooden staff in his hand looked like an ordinary twig, but with strips of colored cloth wrapped around it.

If anyone is familiar with the history of the eternal night, they will see that the werewolf old man is the costume of the ancient werewolf tribe from 10,000 years ago. Only those of a certain status and prestige in the tribe were able to wear feathers in their hair as decorations. The higher the number of feathers, the higher the status. The three feathers indicate that this werewolf old man is at least an elder in the tribe.

At this time, the werewolf viscount had just lost his breath, and at the last moment, he was able to see the last face of the werewolf old man.

The werewolf old man's wooden staff waved, and the colorful light of the debut flew from it, merging into the body of the werewolf viscount. Those colored lights were quite magical, and once again brought the viscount's body to life. The viscount moved, barely raised his head, and opened his eyes. But his eyes were confused, and his throat was ho-ho, and he couldn't speak. Obviously, his body was alive and well, but his consciousness was dead.

The old werewolf withdrew his wooden staff, and in this moment, he was full of sweat, and the wrinkles on his face became a little deeper. Looking at the corpse of the werewolf viscount that was gradually falling silent, he hated his cane and scolded: "Useless thing!"

Werewolves have tenacious vitality, they are to be crushed, and they can also support them for a long time. Qianye put this werewolf viscount on a stake, just to punish and torture, and let it pass the news to the wolf king's guards.

It's just that he didn't expect that he couldn't stand the pain and torture, lost the will to survive, and died after not holding it out for long. In the eyes of the werewolves who advocate martial arts, it is typical cowardly behavior to be unable to endure pain.

At this time, a werewolf warrior came over, handed a wooden plank to the elder, and said, "We found this on the roof. It was planted in the place where the original battle flag was, probably a ...... Signs?"

The werewolf elder took a look at the wooden board, and there was a simple X on it, and he couldn't help but say, "What is this?"

"It should be a battle flag, a totem, or a sign. You see, we've found those. ”

The werewolf warrior brought some more broken wooden boards, which they had roughly put back together, and it could be seen that they were carved with various strange symbols and symbols. The splinters were shaped exactly like the ones stuck in the roof, so they guessed that they might be an alternative battle flag.

The werewolf elder looked at it carefully for a long time before he said, "It's really ugly! Since you found these, you didn't search for this person's whereabouts?"

The werewolf warriors whispered, "He left almost no scent, and the blood here is too heavy to interfere with our perception." Also, it's too close to the Black Forest. ”

"Useless thing!" the werewolf elder scolded again. However, he also knew that the neutral land was different from the mainland, and it had a great impact on the werewolf's sense of smell. The Black Forest, in particular, is a werewolf's nightmare.

The Black Forest absorbs all smells, and even the most olfactory werewolves can only smell one smell in the forest, and that is the smell of the forest. And if the Black Forest is attacked, it will give off a very pungent smell. This gas has no effect on Qianye, but for werewolves with an extremely keen sense of smell, it is simply the smell of demons, and when the werewolves with weak strength smell it for a while, even their noses will be irritated to red and swollen, and it will not fade for several days, and it will be miserable.

So although the werewolf elder was angry, he couldn't think of any good way. The werewolf warriors can only be ordered to continue the search, even if the entire town is turned over, to find clues.

A werewolf warrior with a scimitar kicked open the door in front of him, walked into the house, and looked around. As soon as he entered the door, the stench on his face made him shiver and he couldn't help but cover his nose. It was this distraction that suddenly felt cold behind him, and a blood-sucking blade had pierced into his heart.

The werewolf warrior fell silently, his essence and blood plundered by the bloodsucking blade, and he couldn't even scream. Behind him, Thousand Nights appeared like a ghost, leaving the house and closing the door.

Dozens of werewolf warriors have dispersed, searching the town in full force. The werewolf elder was in the central square, walking around constantly. He was inexplicably restless in his heart, as if something bad was about to happen. But he was so old that his once sharp instincts were beginning to dull up.

At this moment, in the corner where he was not looking, a muzzle hidden in the shadows was following his movements, slowly moving.