Updated: 2013-02-12

The loss of the East Gate has plunged the Misty City into an unprecedented crisis. At night, when the siege of Warcraft stopped, the whole city mobilized at this time and began to repair the east gate.

After all, the time is too short and the manpower is insufficient, even if the wall is not repaired well, whether it can withstand the siege of the last day of the Demon Beast is a very mysterious thing.

The city lord Yao Qinghua decided to let his son Lan Zhonghao defend the east gate of Misty City, this time the mist mercenary group suffered heavy losses, and inexplicably killed the deputy head Yu Qianfu, which made the overall morale of the misty mercenary group low, even the phantom beasts tamed by the cold flame could not let the mercenaries see hope

This sad morale soon began to creep in, and the entire city of fog was shrouded in a year of gloom.

At this time, Lan Zhonghao of the Brilliant Mercenary Group, the War Spirit King beside him, Ye Feilong of the Shattering Mercenary Group, Ye Rinhan beside him, Qiu Meng and the deputy head of the Black Tiger Mercenary Group were all sitting in the living room of the City Lord's Mansion.

The atmosphere was a little cold, they didn't expect that the beast tide would be so fierce, if the defense of the city failed, the master would be able to escape, but those ordinary mercenaries, ordinary people, would definitely become victims of the beast tide, this is not what they want to see.

Yao Qinghua hurriedly walked in, and the layout of the night made the eyebrows of the old city lord, who had always been capable, also show extreme exhaustion.

Followed by the young city lord Yao Yukun and Leng Yan, the two walked in side by side, Yao Yukun walked to his father's side, and Leng Yan just found the outermost seat and sat down.

A person walked behind Leng Yan and stood up, this change made everyone look towards Leng Yan's side, and when they saw that it was the No. 1 Alchemist of the Mist City, everyone gasped.

The bet between Serxian and Cold Flame came out, and now Serxian really kept his promise and became the guardian of Cold Flame, which was the only interesting talking point in the sluggish atmosphere of the Misty City.

No one in the living room wanted to joke about the cold flames, and everyone thought that the next day's Warcraft Siege would be an even more powerful Warcraft, and they had become the end of the crossbow.

"City Lord, my daughter is gone!" Qiu Meng stood up, his always fierce face a little haggard and anxious.

Leng Yan lowered his head and didn't speak, Qiu Ziteng had already contributed his soul and became a servant of the Demon King, she didn't want to say this kind of thing to make this fierce man sad.

However, Qiu Ziteng was already dead, and although it was her choice, Leng Yan still felt a little sad.

"Captain Qiu Meng, what I want to say is that our entire Misty City is going to be finished, so let's put your daughter's affairs aside for the time being. Yao Qinghua stroked the corners of her eyebrows, as if she wanted to smooth out her troubles.

Qiu Meng didn't say anything and sat down, but his face turned even more pale.

"Today's Demonic Beast Siege, in the afternoon, there have already appeared high-star soul spirit beasts, and even a few holy beasts have appeared, although they are only low-star holy beasts, but there are too few masters of our Misty City. ”

"The East Gate was once lost, many demonic beasts scurried into the Misty City, and many people were ravaged, this kind of thing, I am very sad, and it is also our responsibility, our soldiers and the Misty Mercenary Group do not have a master of the War Spirit King level here, which is also the main reason for the loss. ”

"Tomorrow, we will face an even more powerful Demon Beast attack, I don't know if there will be a High Star Sacred Beast in the back, what a difficult battle it will be, I think you are already very clear. The Misty City is an important city in our Suoxi region that has cut off the connection between the Misty Forest Warcraft and the Central Plains, and if it is lost, a large number of Warcraft will enter the Central Plains of the Suoxi Region. ”

"The Central Plains has always been a civilian city, and it is impossible to resist the attack of demonic beasts! ”

Yao Qinghua said, his expression was a little more depressed, but his eyes brightened, he stood up, took a deep breath, spit out his frustration, and then said loudly: "Although we long for miracles, we hope to create miracles ourselves, we must defend and stick to the city of fog!"

The silence below, even the breathing became extremely light, and no one stood up to echo it.

Although the Mist Mercenary Group is a local mercenary, because there is no War Spirit King in charge, the East Gate is lost, and it is a half-crippled team, and Yu Qianfu's death has made the entire mercenary group even more sluggish.

As for the other three mercenary groups, they are mercenaries, and the mission has failed, and in order for the brothers to take their lives, they need to be paid enough, rather than dedicating their blood and lives for the safety of the Suosi region.

At this time, the air condensed together, and Yao Qinghua felt the solidification of the atmosphere, and stood there stiffly.

Silence spreads throughout the space......

"The city lord is right, I'm willing to live and die with the City of Mist!"

Leng Yan finally couldn't sit still, stood up and said, his cold eyes sweeping over everyone.

Although Leng Yan is not a hot-blooded youth, he is not the kind of person who escapes!

Leng Yan's words were like a pebble in the lake water where the dark tide was hidden in the silence, which made everyone stunned, and then looked at her.

The straight body, although standing at the lowest position at the very door, proudly gives people a strong self-confidence, as if it is not talking about the beast tide, but a nest of ants!

"What's the matter, are you scared, are you going to retreat?" Leng Yan lowered his head slightly, and swept towards the others, his eyes cold.

Lan Zhonghao stood up and said, "Our Brilliant Mercenary Group is very willing to contribute, and I have also contacted some Keqing, they are on their way here, although I don't know if we can catch up, our Brilliant Mercenary Group is not willing to give up this mission!"

"As the pride of the War Spirit King, I will not leave until the city is in ruins!" "Wang Ziheng, the War Spirit King who was following Lan Zhonghao, stood up and said proudly.

"What a spirit!" Yao Qinghua let out a breath, facing the first Battle Spirit King to stand up, his heart was a little calmer.

"I've long heard that the Iron Claw King has always been righteous and bold, and today I can make such a promise to my Misty City, please accept my Yao Qinghua's worship!" Yao Qinghua said, bowing to Wang Ziheng.

"My daughter hasn't been found yet, and our Black Tiger Mercenary Group won't leave yet!" Qiu Meng snorted coldly, at this time he was so worried about his baby daughter, Lan Zhonghao wanted to open his mouth to tell the truth several times, but after all, he still held back again and again.

At this time, there was only the Shock Crack Mercenary Group left, and Ye Feilong was sitting there peacefully at this time, holding a cup of tea, without the slightest intention of expressing his position.

With nine twists and eighteen bends in his heart, his crooked brain has never stopped.

From the moment Leng Yan stood up, Ye Feilong scolded Leng Yan in his heart.

Last night, Leng Yan slashed his face, not only did he say nothing about taming the spirit beast in terms of remuneration, but today he made a fuss about co-existence and death with the Misty City!

It's like the babysitter of the Misty City!

It's just a mere great illusion master, so good at showing off, so good at showmanship, so good at dealing with him, even if it's a sixteen-year-old genius boy, he decided to completely wipe out this genius!

Ye Feilong slowly stood up and said word by word: "I am willing to fight tomorrow when I crack the mercenary group!"

Everything was developing in the direction of imagination, which made Yao Qinghua very satisfied, Yao Yukun winked at Leng Yan, and expressed his gratitude between his eyebrows.

Leng Yan put his hand into his waist, touched the dark iron short sword, and silently thought in his heart: Yirong, how are you? It's the last day to defend the city, will you come?

At this time, the excited Yao Qinghua continued: "Thank you for your perseverance in the Misty City, although tomorrow will be a tough battle, we don't have too much pressure." ”

"Since the disappearance of the Holy Son of Yirong, we have contacted the Vast Alliance in many ways, just this afternoon, we got the Feixin Message, the Vast Alliance has sent a new helper, and will rush to the Misty City at noon tomorrow!

Yao Qinghua's words made everyone in the living room ripple!

Is there anything more pleasing to have reinforcements?

Leng Yan raised his head, his eyes shining, and he stood up and asked, "I just don't know who the Vast Alliance will send to support us." ”

"Second only to the Holy Son, the genius young man Yu Hantao, he will take two sect elders, all three of whom are cultivators of the War Spirit King!" Yao Qinghua looked happy, but Leng Yan's heart suddenly emptied a little.

It's not Yirong, it's not Yirong's good friend, it's a competitor!

As the Holy Son of the Vast Alliance, Yi Rong was the first person to carry forward the Vast Alliance in the Suoxi region, and while his reputation and status reached its peak, it also aroused the jealousy of others.

This Yu Hantao is one of them.

In terms of background, Yu Hantao is the grandson of the Great Elder, and he is much stronger than Yi Rong, an orphan who was adopted by the leader of the Vast Alliance.

In terms of talent, Yu Hantao has always been the first day of attention before Yirong appeared, but unfortunately since Yirong appeared, he has almost been forgotten.

In terms of cultivation, Yi Rong is the youngest King of War Spirits, while Yu Hantao only became the King of War Spirits half a year later than him!

If these are not enough to make him jealous, then, Yirong has obtained the honorific title of the Holy Son, and he has only caught a sub-saint!

Ya, who is always the second, makes him feel as uncomfortable as if he is on fire when he sees Yirong!

Don't be afraid, no, what you're afraid of is the second child forever!

Leng Yan inquired about Yi Rong's affairs, and by the way, he could inquire about Yu Hantao's affairs, he seemed to be a sub-genius who appeared to set off Yi Rong's genius, and it was Leng Yan who had a little more pity for this person.

"Yu Hantao!"

No matter who it is, it is better to have reinforcements than to fight alone, Leng Yan raised his head, looked at the city lord Yao Qinghua's proud old face, and thought that when he entered the living room, he still looked like the city had fallen, and couldn't help but add him the title of "old fox".