But at this moment, Brando suddenly frowned, and suddenly put away the Extreme Plains.

There was an eerie silence in the storm-shadowed hall for a while, almost audible of a pin. The drunks who had been about to lean up to rub the oil were pressed against their seats by an invisible force, and they looked at each other, their groggy minds still unable to figure out what was happening.

Near the counter, several adventurers were checking out and preparing to leave, and at this time they couldn't help but stand still. An elf with long ears couldn't help but open his mouth wide as he watched Brando's law line sweep across the hall like a silver ocean, and the longbow in his hand fell to the floor with a 'bang' without holding it, and then he hurriedly picked it up with a red face and panicked.

In one corner of the hall, a figure also froze.

Brando's eyes were slightly fixed, he had noticed the back early in the morning, because he had always felt a little familiar in his heart, as if he had always felt that he had seen such a person there. But he is not familiar with Jiufeng, and even in the game, he doesn't know any NPCs, except for Huangyu, and of course the latter has never left Eruin.

What's more, the back is obviously a man.

Brando's first thought was of the Rozarin knights he had met in the morning, or one of Nasin's men, but he immediately dismissed the idea, for he felt that his memory had not faded to the point where he could no longer remember the people he had met less than half an hour ago.

"Is that him?" A flash of lightning flashed through his mind, and he finally remembered where he had seen this man. "How could this guy ...... in this place?"

As if sensing something, Huang Huo raised his head and looked at him with black and white eyes.

"You stay here." Brando's lips moved slightly, and he whispered.

Huang Huo subconsciously looked into the hall.

At this moment, although Brando had put away the Extreme Plains, it was only a second or two, and the aftermath caused a moment ago was still there. The others in the hall were still in a state of shock, some were like puppets, and some were getting up from their falls. But only one person, a guy in a black cloak, was quietly moving towards the stairs on the second floor.

Although the man didn't look back, it was as if he felt the gaze of the phoenix. His body trembled slightly, and suddenly he took a step and rushed towards the stairs on the second floor.

But how could Brando let the other party escape, he didn't expect to meet the other party in such a place at this time, but it was good news in that way, his body moved slightly, and suddenly disappeared from the sight of everyone in the hall.

Everyone couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

But only the phoenix who was standing beside Brando could see it most clearly, and she saw that Brando appeared in front of the man who was fleeing the road the next moment, and she didn't see him make any moves, and the silver threads of law were intertwined in front of him. A wall of shimmering silver light is formed.

The man didn't have time to react, he slammed into the silver wall, he let out a scream, crackled and broke more than a dozen staircase handrails and rolled down from it.

Only then did the patrons in the hall react, realizing that someone had dared to strike in the shadow of the storm, and the first thing that was surprising was that the first thing these people thought of was not to flee the inn in surprise, but to turn their eyes behind them with some excitement.

Several inns in Rosalin are the personal property of the lord, and there is a lot of fun.

But only a few people have their brains spinning relatively quickly. I began to realize a problem: the young man was a strong man, a real strong man from the Swift Plains.

In their meagre insight. Only in the Swift Plains can there be such a strong man, at the top of the ceiling that the people of Rosalin can see, that is, the somewhat unkind captain of the Lord's guard.

"That's what it is...... Space? Phoenix Huo muttered to himself, his black and white eyes brightened slightly.

Brando didn't care what the others thought for a moment, and he walked down the stairs slowly, still a little smug in his heart. I didn't expect that one day I would be able to face this person so condescendingly.

He couldn't help but smile on his face as he looked at the mysterious man who was still lying on the wooden floor of the inn, as if he wanted to be wrapped in a cloak from top to bottom.

But Brando didn't believe that the other party could be so unbearable. He knew very well the severity of his previous move, but he simply sealed a wall with the law of space, and that person would knock himself half to death, which was too ridiculous.

"Mr. Sir, I know you're fine, why don't you get up and meet an old friend?"

Brando spoke, it was the first time since he had fought with the Will of Twilight that he felt so relaxed, as if he had a bad breath in his heart.

Huang Huo looked over there with some confusion, she vaguely saw that the person seemed to be Mr. Brando's opponent, but what was a little strange was that she clearly remembered that Mr. Brando had clearly said that he was an Eruin, and Eruin was tens of thousands of miles away from Jiufeng, how could he have an enemy in Rosalen.

She thought for a moment, and then her mind came to her senses.

The mysterious man lying on the ground remained motionless.

Brando couldn't help but be a little amused, he knew this person's temperament, and couldn't help but snort coldly and said: "It's no threat to me that you hide your sword under the cloak, the Rose Tower of the Cosman family is indeed a good sword, and your swordsmanship is also one of the best in the Land of Sorrow, you plan to use the seventh sword style of the death sword against me, right?" ”

The man sat up from the ground with a bang, and with a thud he threw aside the sword in his hand—it was more than two feet long, not a long sword, but its blade was as black as ink, and its surface was like a mirror. Brando's gaze lingered on the sword for only a moment, and then fell back on him—he simply removed his cloak, revealing a pale, clean, handsome face beneath the shadow of the hood.

"My lord, we haven't seen each other in days." The young man looked up at Brando, showed a mouthful of snow-white teeth, and smiled at him.

Brando stared at each other silently.

He was familiar with the face, and it remained as young as it is now, decades after the memory of it, for he was an eternal and immortal dark nobleman, and the years accompanied them as a parallel line.

This man is the Knight of the Land of Sorrow and the Dark Lord, he is the genius general of Madara, the head of the three stars of Bromandela, the Black Lord - or the historical Black Lord of Amber, Instaron.

Instalon. Yudi Tromi. Cosman.

Instaron was a little creepy at him, and he opened his mouth to say something, but Brando stretched out his hand, and he flew up, slamming into the wall on the side of the inn like a sack of flour, and he snorted heavily, and swallowed the words he had just about to speak.

Brando's hand seemed to be grabbing Instalon's neck from a void of more than ten meters, and he slammed down, and the genius general of Madara, who was still attached to the wall, crashed to the ground with a bang, knocking out a hole in the solid wooden floor of the Storm Shadow Hotel Hall.

Everyone who witnessed this scene couldn't help but gasp, the first thing that came to their minds was not that someone dared to destroy the lord's private property, but how much hatred this young man had with the other party.

Phoenix Fire's eyes also flashed, she clutched her sword tightly, and subconsciously glanced around.

She was not unfamiliar with a place like a hotel, but Mr. Liu rarely took her to stay in a crowded place for too long, not to mention that Brando's sudden move attracted everyone's attention to her, making this somewhat simple-minded Nine Phoenix Imperial Daughter couldn't help but feel a little cramped.

Her eyes fell on the few adventurers standing at the counter not far away, who were actually ready to check out and leave early in the morning, but Brando's performance made them a little overwhelmed, not knowing whether they should pass by her and go out through the gate on the other side.

But what if it caused the young man to misunderstand?

They had obviously heard the young man called Brother Huanghuo just now, and the latter's strength had been obvious to them before, in the face of a strong man at this level, how could they dare to make a mistake easily?

The adventurers noticed Huang Huo's gaze, and one of them, a girl with short golden hair and a little playful girl, showed a hint of helplessness in her emerald green eyes, and hurriedly smiled bitterly and waved her hand, indicating that she had no malicious intent.

Huang Huo looked at these strange people with some incomprehension, thinking that there were really a lot of foreigners in the Wagtail Strait recently.

Adney put down her hand and couldn't help but sigh slightly, she felt that her luck was really bad, as the deputy head of the Knights of Ra's Winged Wings, she and her companions came all the way from Lubik to here, overcoming countless difficulties, just to find the legendary light of wisdom - it was here that the prophecy of the prophets was fulfilled, but unfortunately after a month of searching, there was still no clue in Rosalin's left and near.

It was not easy to get to Jiufeng from the Great Desert, she had planned to go to the Swift Plain to try her luck, but she never expected that the ship that was expected to arrive in the Qingyu Hills before the White Dew Festival was detained because of the strange attack on Rosalin.

The days spent in Rosalin are getting longer and longer, and the money in your pocket is getting smaller and smaller, and you can expect to stay here for a long time. I finally found a cheap house to rent, and I was going to check out from the expensive hotel, but I didn't expect that the travel expenses had just been settled, and this kind of thing happened.

…… (To be continued......)