Nightfall Chapter 41: Dark clouds fall on the silver mask

A black carriage, thousands of elite cavalry from the Imperial Court of the Left Tents, as well as Prince Longqing and a dozen degenerate leaders of the Dongxuan pinnacle stage, the power gap between the two parties is so great that they can't even be called a confrontation.

Ning Que's voice came from the black carriage: "I didn't expect you to be the first to come."

Long Qing responded: "I am the owner of this wasteland now, you should be able to think of it."

Ning Que said: "Until now, you still don't understand that the temple is only used as a dog?"

"It is better to be a dog in Haotian than to be a ghost in the underworld."

Long Qing paused for a while, and continued: "Of course, if I have to be a dog of Pluto, it is something I can accept."

Ning Que said: "Your ambition is really that big, so it seems that your presence here does not necessarily kill us, so why put on such a big battle?"

"When I believed in Haotian and was willing to dedicate my life and soul to the light, she was the daughter of the light. When I faced the most painful experience in the world, I decided to sacrifice to the king and devote my life and soul to the night. At the time, she became the daughter of Pluto again. Don’t you think this thing is very interesting?"

Long Qing hid among the cliffs, looked down and said, "I lost to Sangsang girl when I was drinking in Chang'an city. This may be a proof in the dark, so of course I will not kill her."

Then he laughed very heartily and said: "But I will kill you. Because I also want to try to be the protector of the daughter of Hades, so that if night does come, or I can get some benefits from it , If not, I will naturally give her to Haotian"

Ning Que lifted the curtains of the car window and looked somewhere between the cliffs. Hearing laughter, but unable to see Long Qing's figure, he couldn't help but laughed slightly, thinking that this guy was becoming more and more cautious.

He said to the cliff: "Not everyone is qualified to have strength. Swinging between light and darkness, there are very few people who can do things like this. If you continue like this, you will die miserably."

Long Qing’s calm and confident voice came from the cliffs: "The middle of black and white is gray. This color is the most moderate and safest."

Ning Que didn’t want to discuss mystery and philosophical debate with this person. Even the simplest reasoning, he said directly: "Since you want to kill me. Why haven't you come out? What are you afraid of?"

Long Qing said: "You are about to die. Why should I come out?"

Ning Que said: "I'm dead, and she can't live."

Long Qing said: "I know you are cold-blooded, but I didn't expect to be so cold-blooded to her."

Ning Que said: "I just know if I die. She won't want to live either."

Long Qing's voice disappeared for a moment, and then it sounded again, appearing with emotion: "When did you become so narcissistic? Is this the temperament of the academy?"

"I am not you. I am never narcissistic, I am just confident."

Ning Que looked at the cliff and said, "If you are not narcissistic, you shouldn't talk so much nonsense, and I am confident that as long as you dare to appear before my eyes, I can shoot you to death."

Long Qing said: "I'm now in the upper realm of life knowing, and the realm of cultivation is far above you. Not to mention it's hard to find an opponent, but it's easy to kill you. Where is your confidence to shoot me? "

Ning Que said: "When I was in the Cave Profound Realm, I could shoot you in the Red Lotus Temple. You are dying and wanting to live. Now I have also been promoted to Zhiming. The bald donkeys in the Xuankong Temple dare not take it. My arrow, do you want to try it?"

Long Qing’s calm voice echoed among the cliffs: “No matter how sharp your teeth are, it doesn’t make any sense. I say these things to you, not to have a good time before you die, but to make it happen. Thousands of arrows determine your position. Knowing this fact, will you regret saying this with me?"

Just as he spoke. On the wasteland outside the east exit of Helan Mountain, a dense buzzing sound suddenly sounded. It sounded like countless locusts flapping their wings and flying in the air, looking extremely terrifying.

Thousands of feather arrows shot at the gray clouds, and then drew an arc to fall, like a rainstorm, spraying on the black carriage in the canyon, the screams of arrows impacted each other, layer upon layer of thunders.

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People like Ning Que and Long Qing will never speak meaninglessly before the battle. If they speak, it must be part of the battle, or suppress the opponent's momentum for psychological warfare, or delay time to make some preparations.

Through this dialogue, Prince Longqing informed the thousands of cavalry on the wasteland outside the canyon of the specific location of the black carriage, thus forming the first horrible arrow rain attack. Ning Que was a mere delay. Time also unlocked the bridle of the big dark horse.

Arrow roars rushed through the air densely, and the dark rain covered the sky. Ning Que opened the front door of the carriage, the **** horse turned around with lightning, the front hoofs vacated, and the rear hoof kicked into the carriage.

Tuk tuk tuk tuk!

Countless feathers and arrows fell on the black carriage, and slammed into the roof and the side walls of the car. The crisp sound of impact sounded continuously outside the carriage, and it seemed that there would never be a stopping moment.

However, those feather arrows did not cause any damage to the carriage. With powerful feather arrows, they hit the carriage heavily, and then they broke into two bleakly and fell like real rain. The sharp arrow clusters were basically Can't get into the car for half a minute, or even leave some marks on it.

But the rain of arrows has been falling, and the sound of falling arrows has continued. The crashing sound on the wall of the carriage reverberates in the carriage, and many clear broken arrows can be heard.

In a very short period of time, thousands of cavalry from the left tent king’s court on the wasteland have fired three arrows. The hardwood bows of the prairie cavalry have a very long range, and their shooting skills are even more amazing. The point of Zhang Gong's arrow was actually controlled within an area of ​​about twenty feet.

At this time, feather arrows have been inserted into that piece of ground. They are densely packed, like weeds growing on the fattest ground. Some feather arrows are even inserted above the first layer of arrow grass. ridiculous.

The arrow sticks next to the carriage are denser, but most of the feather arrows that hit the carriage are broken off, so there is no grass here, but more like a pile of straw, and the carriage is gradually submerged.

The black carriage is made of stainless steel. No matter how much arrow rain hits, it cannot be destroyed. But in such a dense arrow rain, there is always some anxiety. Ning Que holds Sangsang tightly. In the arms.

The carriage is very spacious, so the big dark horse can come in, but its body is also very large, so it can only bend its four hooves, bury its head, like a dog, leaning on Ning Que’s knees with some humiliation. pet.

Since he chose to go east outside of Helan City, Sangsang has been a little confused, and finally couldn't help but ask softly: "Why are we here? What do you want to do?"

The big dark horse's head rested on the car board, looking a little boring.

Ning Que reached out and touched the mane on his neck, and said, "I'm betting."

Sangsang frowned slightly and asked, "What are you betting on?"

Ning Que said: "Betting someone will come to save us."

Sangsang said directly: "No one will come to save us."

After a moment of silence, Ning Que said: "It is true that no one will come to save us, but I think some people should not be willing to miss this opportunity. We have consumed so many arrows, those people should be more confident."

Sangsang vaguely guessed his thoughts and said, "I don't know if those people will come."

Ning Que said: "I don't know, maybe... they have already come."

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Long Qing knew that the black carriage was very sturdy, but he still wanted to give it a try. Now he has basically controlled the King's Court of the Left Account. No one dared to question any of his decisions, and he was operating in the shadow of the Xiling Temple. Next, the King of the Left Account received a large amount of weapons aided by the Central Plains. He has the strength and the qualifications to waste like this.

Confirmed that the arrow rain could not cause damage to the black carriage, he was not disappointed, because thousands of cavalry had already arrived before Helan Mountain under the cover of the arrow rain, and began to enter the rhythm before the charge.

"Go ahead." He put the silver mask on his face again.

More than a dozen fallen knight leaders answered in a deep voice, and then raised the reins, rushed down the cliff, and brought thousands of prairie cavalry to charge towards the black carriage in the canyon.

The sound of hoofs was like thunder, and the smoke was rolling. Thousands of cavalry rushed into Helan Mountain. There was no blockage. Instead, it poured in like black tide and returned back again, easily submerging the black carriage.

Long Qing knows very well that as long as the Tang army in Helan City does not come to rescue, then Ning Que will be dead today. No matter how powerful a practitioner is, it is impossible to escape to heaven in this environment, and Helan City is still far from here. Over two hundred miles, the key is that the Tang army in that city cannot come to rescue Ning Que.

He no longer looked at the battlefield at the mouth of the gorge. The battle whose ending had already been destined could not arouse him any interest. Then Ning Que, who was about to die, was once his life's enemy in the eyes of the world.

Long Qing looked at the dark cloud in the sky, and began to think about how to get the most benefits after catching Sangsang, how to avoid this dark cloud, but after thinking about it, he found that his mood was a little restless, he couldn't help it. He laughed at himself and found that Yuanzui still cared about Ning Que's death.

The dark clouds in the sky fell on his face, on the bright silver mask, the silver mask became a little gray, just like his eyes now, the next moment, the silver mask became more gray.

Long Qing's smile froze suddenly, and with a sharp scream, he bounced off his horse, and swept down the cliff behind him like lightning.

The rumbling impact sounded, and there was a miserable horse hiss in it, and countless stones rolled down from the cliffs, flying the flesh and blood of his mount, which was terrible.

If he is not quick to react, I am afraid that he has already become a ray of grievance under the rock.

The prince of Longqing suddenly turned around and looked at the remaining snowy cliffs, but he could not find any trace of the enemy.

The silver mask on his face became gloomy again. It was not a cloud falling on it, nor a stone, but countless sharp and heavy axes flying over his head and falling toward the cavalry in the canyon.

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