Zhao Jundu put the burial heart back into Qianye's hand, patted him on the shoulder, and said lightly: "Qianye, when you grow up, remember to avenge me." Our Zhao family is not stupid, what hatred and resentment, you should know it in your heart. Okay, now I'm tired and need to rest for a while. ”

With that, he walked over to a broken wall and sat down against it, his eyes slightly closed. At this moment, the sky was thick and cloudy, and a ray of sunlight sprinkled on his body like a golden waterfall. A smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Jundu's mouth, and he sat and closed his eyes, as if enjoying the sunshine.

Qianye took a step forward, but before his foot landed, he retracted it. At this moment, Zhao Jundu's chest was still rising and falling slightly, and Qianye was afraid that he would be frightened, and this last bit of vitality would also go with the wind.

Song Zining and Bai Bump quietly appeared and stood silently. Bai Bump tilted his head slightly, as if listening to Zhao Jundu's heartbeat and breathing. One mercenary after another and Zhao Valve's private army came one after another, and in the entire Baicheng, there were only a few hundred soldiers left, all of them were injured, and nearly half of them had to be supported by their companions to stand.

The warriors of the eternal night on the periphery had long been frightened by the battle just now, and they scattered and fled, and most of the people who were still standing in place were knightly powerhouses, and they were also lost and had stopped attacking. They all looked in one direction, like a sleeping Zhao Jundu. Just a moment ago, this man had been a nightmare for each of them, and now that he was asleep, they felt that they had no strength to break the peace of the moment.

"A Thousand Nights ......"

Qianye made a silent gesture, signaled Song Zining to shut up, and then pointed at Zhao Jundu. Song Zining sighed and stopped persuading. At this moment, Zhao Jundu is still breathing, and his heart is still beating, but everyone knows that this is the blooming of Yetan, destined to wither.

Song Zining looked at himself, then looked around, smiled bitterly, and threw down the twisted war spear in his hand. But the body of the gun suddenly returned to Song Zining's hand. Song Zining was stunned for a moment, only to find out that it was Qianye who picked up the war gun and stuffed it back to him.

"This battle is not over yet!" Qianye said word by word.

The dark powerhouse who participated in the battle just now has been scattered, and it is basically impossible to return to the battlefield in that state of having no fighting spirit. But there are still reserve troops outside the city, as well as the deputy duke of the blood clan who is in the array. And so many high-star sword-wielders of the Black Sun have appeared here, and there must be higher-ranking council powerhouses behind them.

"You want to ......" Song Zining suddenly saw that there was a thick black book in Qianye's hand, which was simple and long-lasting, and he couldn't tell which era it was, but he could only feel that the age must be extremely old.

The Black Book opened on its own, burning and dissolving into nothingness with each page that had taken shape. Every time a page burned out, the massive amount of blood and qi condensed inside gathered like a pillar through the huge gem on the cover, pouring into Qianye's body, and was fully absorbed.

A dark golden blood qi above Qianye's head suddenly rose and shot into the sky, and countless golden light particles in the blood qi were loaded and subdued, like a dream.

With the appearance of the blood, the breath of a thousand nights began to rise, from deep and obscure, from behemoth to terrifying. In the blink of an eye, the terrifying aura that only belonged to the Duke was like an abyss, like a deep sea, covering the entire battlefield.

Song Zining's expression changed from doubt to shock, and he lost his voice: "What are you doing?!

The root of the Song scrolls is the balance between darkness and dawn, and if either side is too strong, the balance will irreversibly tilt, constantly devouring the other side, until the shell as a carrier can no longer withstand the complete collapse.

Qianye was calm, and said, "At least until then, I can get you out alive." ”

"A Thousand Nights!"

Qianye interrupted him and said, "There will be no reinforcements." ”

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