Chapter 5 lives peacefully

Qianye had another doubt, he couldn't feel the slightest fluctuation of the Force from the girl's body, either the girl didn't cultivate the Force at all, or she was so strong that Qianye couldn't feel the fluctuation of the Force at all.

The latter is obviously impossible, even a master of the level of Wang Bo is difficult to hide his force, how can such a young girl have a more powerful force.

And if it's the former, it's also very strange. The true families of the empire will never lack resources, and even the slightest talent among their children will be discovered. It is said that some families also have a secret method that can almost be called against the sky, even if they don't have the talent of the Force, as long as they are willing to pile up resources, they can create extraordinary talents.

Obviously, this girl can't be without talent, so it's strange that she doesn't have the Force, and there must be something else hidden in this.

In addition, Chiya faintly felt a hint of familiarity from the girl.

Qianye suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly, what did that girl do with him? Even if the girl did encounter any difficulties, which could not be solved by the strength of the huge family behind her, what could he, a lowly blood slave struggling to survive in the midst of garbage and fierce beasts, help her?

A bag of bounty thrown by a maid was enough for him to live in the wilderness for several lifetimes. Moreover, Yu Wei was able to suppress the lawless expeditionary force, not only did he not dare to rob it, but he further showed favor to him.

But none of this makes sense. Perhaps it won't be long before the dark blood on his body will be fully attacked, and then it will turn into a corpse in a garbage dump, a dinner for scavengers and wild dogs.

Qianye re-closed the crystal box, blocking the Force aura of the Demon Breaker Mithril Bullet. If the three extremely precious Demon-Breaking Mithril Bullets are left exposed, then the Force contained in them will continue to overflow, and it will dissipate in a few days, and these three bullets will become ordinary Mithril Bullets. Therefore, all physical Force bombs that have been infused need to be packed in special containers.

This crystal box is a top-notch container, which can isolate almost all the spilled Force, and the Force bullets placed in it can be stored for a year! This crystal box alone is worth hundreds of Imperial Gold Coins. In the past, the Force bullet box issued by the Red Scorpion Legion could only keep the Force bullet inside for a month. And over the course of the month, the power of the Force Bomb will continue to decrease.

Force physical bullets are all infused by cultivators at least level 3 with their own Force power, and they also need to be fired with the Force gun. However, because infusing Force Bullets will slow down the progress of cultivation to a considerable extent, and it is not easy to preserve them, the average Red Scorpion Warrior will only start to infuse Force Bullets before the battle, and there is almost no such ammunition trading on the market.

Qianye put the Demon Breaker Mithril Bullet into the black silk bag and put it back on the shelf. Because of the dark blood in his body, he instinctively wanted to stay away from these three silver bullets. As the weakness of the nightmare faded, his senses regained sharpen, and he heard some strange voices next door.

It was the sound of men and women together, intertwined with the creaking moans of the bed frame. Next door was Manshu Sahua's guest room, and when Qianye heard the sound, he knew that the large bed welded with angle iron in the road could collapse at any time in a violent shock.

The woman screamed hysterically, and the man was supposed to be the one-eyed man, who seemed desperately trying to get the best value for his money. On the other side of the room, there was a faint sound, the sound of a person tossing and turning, and a small ambiguous moan.

In that room was Min'a, she was alone, and she was doing something.

Qianye just didn't hear it, and looked left and right to find something else to do.

But after a few moments, there was a thudding sound from Min'a's room, and it was she angrily slamming against the wall of Qianye's bedroom. After a while, there was no response, and she may have been tired, so she quieted down.

Although the night is still deep, I can't sleep anymore. He settled down, went to bed and sat down, his mind gradually sank into his body, and he began to practice the "Recipe for Fighting".

At this moment, under the mobilization of Qianye's consciousness, the force in his body is like a tidal wave impacting the force node in his right hand. The Force in his body was angular and angular, and each impact would bring tearing pain to Qianya.

When Thousand Nights withstood the impact of the twenty rounds of the Force tides, they slowly reined in the Force, leading them back to the nodes in the chest and abdomen. After finishing the work, Qianye collapsed on the bed at once, and it took a long time to recover a little vitality.

Qianye struggled to climb out of bed, and every inch of muscle and meridians in her body ached like fire. He looked at the alarm clock, he had been practicing for three hours, and it was three o'clock in the middle of the night. There was still the sound of physical impact next door, and it seemed that the one-eyed strong man had made up his mind to get back his capital, but he didn't know which woman was so unlucky.

After practicing the military battle technique, the voices of the men and women next door had no effect on Qianye. He took off his sweat-soaked clothes, dipped his towel in cold water, and wiped his body.

Qianye's height has grown a few centimeters taller, and she looks thin when she wears a coat, but after taking off her clothes, she can find that her whole body is full of well-proportioned muscles, and the lines are as thick and hard as a steel wire, without a trace of fat. The scar on his chest was nearly half a meter long, like a giant centipede.

After lighting the gas sea node, Qianye found that the force cultivated in this node was extremely violent and difficult to control. If the Force that Qianye is cultivating now is a sharp battle knife, then compared to the Force of other warriors, it is not Kaifeng at all.

The special force makes Qianye's combat skills extremely lethal, but the corresponding pain and damage to the body caused by cultivation are also much stronger than others. Although the Soldier Technique can be cultivated to the ninth level, according to Qianye's current situation, he is afraid that he will explode and die when he reaches the sixth level.

Chiya stroked the upper arm of his left hand. There is also a scar here. It is the size of a palm and has a square shape. This is the scar that Qianye burned herself, because there was originally a tattoo on this position, which was a scorpion with a red tail pin, and it was also the military emblem of the Red Scorpion Legion.

The empire has tens of millions of troops, and the Red Scorpion is only 10,000 when it is fully established. Although Qianye squeezed into the red scorpion with the lowest standard, he was a lucky boy in the eyes of outsiders. However, in fact, because of the wound in the chest, the Force Yuan cultivated by Qianye was much more violent than the normal military technique. The pain and shock he endured during the fourteenth round of Force Tides was already equivalent to the twentieth round of Force Tides of other warriors.

In the Red Scorpion, as well as several other elite legions, there is also the title of King of Soldiers. Only those who can withstand the thirty rounds of the Force tides will receive this title. Looking at the entire imperial army, sometimes there will be a situation where there is not a single recruit king in a year. Traditionally, the Red Scorpion's chief and deputy commanders have always been the only ones that can be held by the king of soldiers.

Qianye once thought that if his Force was not so violent, would he also have a chance to become a soldier king?

It's a pity that if it is if, it will never become a reality. The Imperial Army is hierarchical, perhaps cruel but also the most fair. In the army, they only look at the results, not the process. Thirty rounds is thirty rounds, and none of them can be discounted. No matter whether the Force is as violent as fire or gentle as water, you have to withstand thirty rounds of Force tides to be considered the king of soldiers.

In the darkness, Qianye suddenly sighed deeply. It's all in the past, and the red scorpion is history forever. Just like the tattoo burned by a soldering iron, all the glory, force, status, and comrades-in-arms associated with the red scorpion were buried. In his heart, there was only one scar left.

After that fateful night, Qianye knew that he could no longer live the life of an ordinary person.

Perhaps the only thing to worry about is Lin Xitang's fate, but the lower continent is completely another world realm for the middle and upper continents, and there is no news at all. Occasionally, Qianye can only comfort herself, if something really happens to someone like Lin Shuai, even such a remote and small place will come one day, right?

After coming to the Eternal Night Continent, at first Thousand Nights just wandered aimlessly until they entered Lighthouse Town. Somehow he fell in love with it, he decided to settle down and opened the Manshu Sawa Bar with the few silver coins he had in his pocket.

The town's natives were cunning and simple, and they quickly accepted the existence of a thousand nights, because the wine here was really good.

As long as the taste of the wine brewed by Qianye remains the same, then no one cares about his identity, even if Qianya is an authentic vampire, people will turn a blind eye.

Qianye walked to the wall, and there was a shiny steel plate here, which was a mirror.

The person in the mirror made him feel a little strange. Over the past year, Qianye's complexion has gradually become pale, her face has changed slightly, and her eyebrows, eyes, and facial contours have become more delicate and soft. Although the strength of the body has been increasing significantly, the muscles that were originally exaggerated in strength have converged, like the original energy alloy wire, very slender but extremely strong.

At this moment, the sound of the wall being knocked on suddenly sounded outside, and then the bald sheriff's characteristic loud voice came through the heavy portals: "Qianye, come and help me repair the town gate! And you, one-eyed! I know that you are here! I hope you are not squeezed dry this night, and you can still move the steel pipe!"

A one-eyed reluctant voice came from next door: "Lao Tzu hasn't finished it yet!"

"If you don't come out, I'll blast your balls!" the bald sheriff's threats are always so direct and effective.

Qianye quickly put on his clothes and walked into the lobby, glancing at the location of the original door of his bar, where there was no bare door frame left, but it was much easier to install an iron door than to fix the mechanically driven town gate.

One-eyed also muttered and walked out of the back corridor. He was naked, with dozens of scratches on his chest and back, and several of them were already bloody!

Qianye saw the blood beads on One-Eye's body, and his throat suddenly rolled up and down, and the sudden intense hunger and thirst almost made him moan.

"What's wrong with you, Thousand Nights?" asked One-Eye, a little strangely.

Qianye smiled reluctantly and said, "It's nothing, just envy you." ”

One-eyed laughed, touched his head a little embarrassedly, and said, "As long as you want, Min'er's bitch won't take your money at all! ”

"I don't have any money for her. It was as if Qianye hadn't heard One-Eye's words.

"You should try, she really won't take your money!"

The bald sheriff interrupted them, "Stop talking nonsense, come and help! I don't want to be living in a town without a gate at the beginning of the dark season." Fix the gates, and you two lucky guys won't have to pay taxes this month. ”

The sheriff, surnamed Zhang, always had a shiny bald head and a huge belly that could fit a calf. He was able to secure the position of sheriff in Lighthouse Town, in addition to being fairly fair, the most important thing was to rely on the strength of his first-class soldier and the powerful shotgun.

One-Eye and Chiya followed the sheriff to the warehouse, and a moment later the two of them worked together to carry a bundle of steel pipes to the city gate. By this time, the sheriff had already cleared the ruins, and with a greeting, the three of them came to the gate of the town that had been blown down.