The night passed like this, Qianye packed his bags and prepared to start the hunting trip.

Cui Yuanhai walked out of his hut, struggled to throw a huge force gun to Qianye, and said: "The environment here is special, and ordinary force guns cannot exert their power. So I made one these days, and I can barely do it.

It’s level seven, you take it and use it first. Although it’s not very comfortable to use, it’s better than nothing.”

What the old man gave Qianye was a product full of violent aesthetics. The muzzle of the gun was thick enough to fit into a fist, and the thickness of the barrel was as thick as a finger. The gun body was made of forged steel, with the force of the force engraved on it.

Array. It’s just that the patterns on the array are extremely thick, so the force arrays all over the gun body are only functionally equivalent to the basic models of level five force guns.

The mechanical structure of the gun body is primitive and simple. The loading and unloading of the gun are all manual, and there are no auxiliary functions at all. Every mechanical part is thick and strong, so 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. Qianye estimates that it was designed at least three to four hundred years ago. However, only such a brutal and crude design can be used freely in a neutral place. A sophisticated force array, if there is no special

Protection cannot withstand the erosion of the void force at all, and will be scrapped in a short time. Even if a high-end product like Shadow Ode can resist corrosion due to the expensive material, its power will be reduced.

Perhaps in a neutral place, only the top ten famous guns can fully exert their power.

The old man took out another wooden box with difficulty and said, "Inside are the force bombs, specially for this gun."

Qianye opened the wooden box and saw rows of physical force bombs inside. Facing these force bombs, which were as big as grenades, Qianye felt dumbfounded. Maybe if Zhao Yuying was here,

Will really like this gun.

The shortcomings of this gun are also obvious. In addition to being inconvenient to operate and carry, the range is also quite limited, just over 100 meters. Cui Yuanhai's additional force arrays are all for enhanced power, and the issues of range and accuracy are not considered at all.

.However, there is no need for precision at a distance of about 100 meters. With Qianye’s shooting skills, he can’t just hit where he wants.

The result of the extreme pursuit of power is that the lethality of this gun has exceeded that of Zhao Yuying's Kaishan. And the closer the distance, the greater the power.

"Give it a name." Qianye said.

But Cui Yuanhai shook his head repeatedly, "Don't! How could I have created such a thing if I hadn't been in this hellish place. If this were to spread, my reputation would be ruined for the rest of my life."

Qianye did not force himself. At this time, Ye Tong drove the aerostat back from the town. Qianye helped the old man load the luggage onto the aerostat, and then put the necessary equipment, wood, and gold on it.

Snails and other specialties. After being fully prepared, Cui Yuanhai took off in an aerostat and gradually moved away.

"Will he be fine when he gets there?" Ye Tong was a little worried.

"I hope not. After all, there is the power of the Xue family in Lingang City. The old man will say hello to the Xue family first when he goes over this time. If those two guys are smart enough, they should know to take care of the old man for us."

"The Wolf King will probably be able to find out that Gary's death is related to the Xue family, and the two of them are just juniors and have limited influence on the family's decision-making. If the Wolf King really targets the Xue family, they might

Those two boys were thrown out to save their lives."

Qianye was immediately impressed by Ye Tong: "Awesome!"

Ye Tong rolled his eyes at Qianye and said, "That's right, the general history of the empire is not for nothing."

Looking at Ye Tong's appearance, Qianye always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it. It wasn't until Ye Tong covered his mouth and chuckled, saying: "Why, do you think it's not so easy to be deceived?" Qianye suddenly realized.

Since Ye Tong was snatched away from the military headquarters, most of the time Ye Tong has been slowly recovering from the trauma in her body and soul. Qianye is also used to her weakness, used to taking everything on her, even

She was secretly worried when facing Xue Ding.

During this period of time, Qianye has forgotten that Ye Tong was once the princess of the Monroe clan, and her talent may surpass the original species of Saint Son Edward. The Saint Son and Princess of the Blood Clan are not just based on their status and noble bloodline. They must

Only by proving yourself in promotions and actual combat can you obtain the corresponding status.

Even if certain protection is needed in the initial growth stage, it will not be in captivity. The ancient clan will arrange suitable enemies for training. Nighteye first joined the Luo clan that year and was soon sent to the battlefield. Although it was considered protective

It took a lot of experience, but Ye Tong proved himself with his excellent promotion speed.

But when you reach the level of Saint Edward, there is no protection, and you need to stand alone on the battlefield until you can defend one side.

None of the famous geniuses among the dark races are simple, and Nighteye is no exception.

After thinking about this matter, Qianye had an indescribable feeling in his heart. He would rather Ye Tong would always be a weak little girl who needs protection. Unfortunately, this can only be a good wish.

Qianye suddenly remembered what Song Zining once said, "You must never find a woman who is too smart, she will not be able to deceive you."

It seems that Qi Shao also speaks from experience.

When everything was ready, Qianye and Ye Tong walked through the black forest and headed straight for the town. The werewolf viscount and warg stationed in the town were killed by Qianye. Calculating the time, the Wolf King Guards should have noticed something was wrong and found

Something happened in the small town.

Complex terrain like a small town is the most advantageous battlefield for Qianye and Ye Tong.

At this moment, in the town square, an old werewolf man who was so old that he could not straighten his back was holding a cane, standing in front of the wooden stake where the werewolf Viscount was stuck. There were three feathers on his gray hair, and the wooden stick in his hand looked like

It's an ordinary branch, but with some colorful cloth strips wrapped around it.

If anyone is familiar with the history of Yongye, they will see that the werewolf old man is the costume of the ancient werewolf tribe thousands of years ago. Only those with a certain status and prestige in the tribe can decorate their hair with feathers. The more feathers, the better.

It means the higher the status. Three feathers indicate that the werewolf old man is at least an elder in the tribe.

At this time, the Werewolf Viscount had just died, and he only had the last moment before he could see the old Werewolf for the last time.

The werewolf old man waved his wooden stick, and streaks of colored light flew out from it and merged into the body of the werewolf Viscount. Those colored lights were quite magical, bringing life to the Viscount's body again. The Viscount moved, reluctantly raised his head, and opened his eyes.

.But his eyes were confused, his throat was squeaking, and he was speechless. Obviously, although the vitality of his body was restored, his consciousness had died.

The old werewolf took back his wooden stick. In this moment, he was covered with sweat, and the wrinkles on his face became deeper. Looking at the body of the werewolf Viscount who was gradually falling silent, he punched the stick bitterly and cursed: "It's useless.

Something!”

The werewolf's vitality is tenacious, and even if its vitals are crushed, it can still last for a long time. Qianye impaled the werewolf viscount on a wooden stake, in order to punish and torture him, and let him pass the message to the Wolf King's guards.

I just didn't expect that he couldn't stand the pain, lost his will to live, and died within a short period of time. In the eyes of werewolves who advocate martial arts, being unable to endure pain is a typical cowardly behavior.

At this time, a werewolf warrior came over, handed a wooden board to the elder, and said, "We found this on the roof. It was planted where the battle flag originally was. Could it be a sign?"

The werewolf elder took a look at the wooden board and saw an extremely simple x on it. He couldn't help but ask, "What is this?"

"It should be a battle flag, a totem or a symbol. You see, we also found these."

The werewolf warriors brought over some more broken boards. They had roughly put these broken boards back together, and it could be seen that they were engraved with all kinds of strange symbols and symbols. The shape of these broken boards was exactly the same as the boards inserted into the roof, so they made guesses.

This may be a different kind of battle flag.

The werewolf elder looked at it carefully for a long time before saying: "It's really ugly! Now that you have found these, you didn't search for this person's whereabouts?"

The werewolf warriors whispered: "He left almost no smell, and the bloody smell here is too strong, which also interferes with our perception. In addition, this place is too close to the Black Forest."

"Useless thing!" the werewolf elder cursed again. But he also knew that the neutral land was different from the mainland, which had a great impact on the werewolf's sense of smell. Especially the black forest, it was like a werewolf's nightmare.

The black forest can absorb all smells. Even the werewolf with the sharpest sense of smell 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 also emit a smell.

It has a very pungent smell. This gas has no effect on Qianye, but for a werewolf with an extremely keen sense of smell, it is simply the smell of the devil. If a weak werewolf smells it for a while, even his nose will be irritated and red and swollen.

, and it doesn't fade for several days, which is unspeakable pain.

Therefore, although the werewolf elder was angry, he could not think of any good solution. He could only order the werewolf warriors to continue searching, even if the entire town was turned over, they still had to find clues.

A werewolf warrior held 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 that hit his face made him shiver and he couldn't help but cover it up.

Nose. It was during this moment of distraction that a cold feeling suddenly hit his back, and a blood-sucking blade had already pierced his heart.

The werewolf warrior fell silently, his blood essence was plundered by the blood-sucking blade, and he couldn't even scream. Behind him, Qianye appeared like a ghost, left the house, and closed the door again.

Dozens of werewolf warriors had dispersed to search the town. The werewolf elder was walking around in the central square. He felt inexplicably restless, as if something bad was about to happen. But he

I am so old that my once sharp intuition has become dull.
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