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Rays of light burst through the clouds, turning it into a huge source of light in itself. Countless light sources come together and light up the whole world.

With a mixture of countless cheers and pleas for mercy, the Battle of the Sword was finally over.

The war, which lasted for more than two months, has finally come to an end.

But Zhao Yan was not happy, and when the results of thousands of people killed were counted, he remained silent for a long time. Whenever he wanted to speak again, he felt as if something was blocking his mouth, and he felt his mouth tremble the most, but he couldn't hear any sound.

Looking back on those days in the past, the memory of the brothers who fell in the battle was a nightmare that could not be woken up.

But Zhao Yan had to be happy, after all, after paying such a big price, the war was won after all.

Heavenly City and Sword Rule were all classified under Zhao Yan's name.

Zhao Yan felt that he was becoming more and more cold-blooded, thinking of the night of the "Red Love Sakura Day", when dozens of brothers were sacrificed, he felt guilty and sad for a long time. And now that thousands of people are gone, I am only a palpitation and sadness before I regain my calm.

War makes people grow, and it makes people more ruthless......

Zhao Yan opened the fallen leaf window in the Heavenly City Castle and took a big breath of fresh air.

But whether the air is really fresh or not, only he knows.

Thousands of corpses are rotting, can the air really be fresh?

However, Zhao Yan was still more glad for his last words, if he didn't fight that psychological warfare, I am afraid that more people would be sacrificed, and Meng Qi's thousand heavy horses would not be able to be absorbed, and the worst thing was that the mad dragon who did not want to die would also lose his life because of excessive bleeding.

The dragon has won the respect of everyone with his practical actions. Whether it is the generals of Vandiko and Shanke, but also those nameless soldiers, they all have infinite admiration for the dragon.

No one said he was short-tempered, not that he was irritable and lacked calm, but no one said that he didn't look like a soldier.

He persevered, insisted on rushing into the sword and saw Zhao Yan, even if he shed the last drop of blood, he was unwilling to let himself fall.

Step by step, he stepped in front of the heavenly army that knelt on both sides and surrendered, and step by step cut the enemy in front of him in half, revealing his figure from the blood mist.

He did it!

But at the last moment, Namanzi appeared in front of him, and he fainted.

The moment he fell, he cried out in shock: "Ghost!"

The dragon was badly wounded, and several attacks on his body were caused by Joel and the four famous thieves. But fortunately, the SS-level priest Fan Buwen was by Zhao Yan's side, and he not only saved the mad dragon, but also saved many people.

Joel and the four famous thieves were indeed too strong, and in the chaos, they still let the five of them run out.

There were five of them, and they were the only ones who escaped.

To the joy of the Sakura Army, Gray Meng Sijia was captured.

Zhao Yan looked out the window, and his mood suddenly felt comfortable, this ancient city always feels calm. He believed that if it weren't for Joel's father, Gray Mengskaya would have pursued other things like Jerol.

The ancient Amagi was supposed to be a city of tranquility, and he pursued art, not war.

It's just that Zhao Yan didn't understand at this time that in the hearts of many war fanatics, war was an art.

The war in Amagi ended quickly in a short early morning, and did not cause much damage to Amagi's environment. The speed of the fall of Tiancheng and Jianze amazed many small countries around them, and they were still thinking in their hearts that if the fisherman would benefit, but at this moment, in the face of the powerful Ai Sakura Army, they had to choose to send important envoys to Zhao Yan to give gifts and pull the relationship, so as to cultivate the good of the hundred worlds and save this war machine from hacking themselves in the future.

The battle between Tiancheng and Jianze once again made Zhao Yan's war famous. The Sakura Army quickly spread throughout the Aya Continent, becoming the talk of many nobles and teahouses, and many people could not express their admiration for it through language, and even recklessly mythologized it.

How brave the Sakura army is, every soldier has thorns on his body, and every shooter has several pairs of eyes. Where is the god of a certain general in a certain army descending, and with a roar, the sky will collapse and the earth will crack, and with a slam step, the earth will shake. The soldiers and generals are so powerful, and the king is even more incredible. It is said that the lord of Sakura Castle has great powers, rare black hair, and a totem full of majesty printed on his forehead. With his arms outstretched, he can call the wind and rain. When you put your hands on your back, a spaceship will appear under your feet that can fly into the sky. He shouted softly, and thousands of troops could come in an instant. But what's strange is that such a god-man is just an S-class mage. This phenomenon makes people even more curious about this mysterious city lord.

There are many versions of the myth of Zhao Yan and his soldiers, in short, there are different opinions, and everyone has their own image in their hearts.

When he first heard these rumors, Zhao Yan's stomach hurt several times, and listening to these praises of himself, Zhao Yan felt that his internal organs and lungs couldn't stop trembling.

It is estimated that after waiting for a while, I am afraid that many people will have to write books on their own themes.

"City Lord, General Madry Dragon and the others have arrived, just waiting for you. ”

When Zhao Yan was thinking, the guard said outside the door.

Zhao Yan said: "You go down first, I'll be there immediately." ”

"Yes!"

Call!

Zhao Yan exhaled deeply, although the war was over, the matter was not understood. After thinking for a while, he walked out.

In the wide hall, there were several people standing bustlingly.

After seeing Zhao Yan walk in, everyone straightened up their waists, and their forms suddenly became a little more majestic.

Only Gray Meng Sijia didn't feel like the dragon and the others.

Zhao Yan walked into the dining table, pulled the chair in the main seat away, sat down first, and waved his hand to everyone at the same time, and said, "Sit down, eat." ”

The dishes on the table were being served one by one, feeling the aroma of the food, everyone's stomach was churning, but the appearance of Gray Meng Sijia could not arouse anyone's appetite.

Zhao Yan is an exception, before the dishes are ready, he sandwiches a piece of oily meat and puts it in his mouth and tastes it.

The food gave Zhao Yan the urge to continue eating, and while enjoying himself, he said to everyone: "Come, eat all, eat all! It tastes good! You know mine, I don't like to be informal." ”

Crazy Dragon, Xiuzhe, Chux, Namanzi, Vandic, Shanke, Vanbuwen, Gerol, and Gray Mengsijia sat down to eat together, and the dinner was filled with an indescribably strange atmosphere.

The mad dragon was more casual in comparison, he was closest to Zhao Yan and ate it first.

The mad dragon started, and all the people under Zhao Yan also started, only Jerol and Gray Meng Sijia sat very upright. Hirol stared into Gray Moon's eyes, almost spewing fire.

If Zhao Yan hadn't sent someone to explain to him in advance, he couldn't wait to rush to the person in front of him immediately.

After a snack, Zhao Yan smiled at Gray Meng Sijia and said, "Gray Meng Sijia, respected city ...... Oh...... No, it's more appropriate to call you the young city lord. Young City Lord, what's the matter? Don't you have an appetite? These dishes are all specialties of the Heavenly City, but you grew up eating them! You've been hungry for a day, why don't you have an appetite?"

It's not that Gray Meng Sijia didn't answer Zhao Yan, but she didn't know what to say.

He knew that Zhao Yan had a lot of ideas, but he didn't want to fall into his trap rashly.

Zhao Yan said again: "Our people are not bad to the young city lord these days, right? Look at General Meng Qi, he is already scarred!"

Hum!

Gray Meng Sijia glanced sideways at Zhao Yan and said, "Don't think I don't know, you came to me because Meng Qi didn't ask anything in his mouth, right?"

Zhao Yan smiled faintly, what Gray Meng Sijia said was right, he only stopped the torture of Meng Qi this afternoon! Looking at Meng Qi's appearance, it was indeed that he didn't know what happened to Gray Meng Sijia and Joel, he was just kept in the dark by Gray Meng Sijia.

"Oh?" Zhao Yan asked rhetorically, "You mean, you are of great value to us?"

In the face of Zhao Yan's generals, Gray Meng Sijia was not afraid at all, and he was quite a bit of a momentum of seeing death as home.

"Yan, I'm in your hands now, if you want to kill, you will kill, don't want to humiliate me!"

Zhao Yan was still eating food and said, "You think I won't dare to kill you?"

Gray Meng Sijia turned her head, full of arrogance, and said, "You already know that my father is Joel, and you can sleep well after killing the son of the Dark Demon Thief?"

As soon as Gray Meng Sijia's words came out, Zhao Yan laughed instead.

"You've finally shown your hole cards, and you're probably not going to have anything to rely on now except Joel's life-saving straw, right?"

"But I'm telling you, it's not impossible to deal with Joel. Zhao Yan turned his head, looked at Fan Buwen, and said, "Did you say yes?" ”

Fan Buwen smiled faintly and nodded at Zhao Yan.

Gray Meng Sijia looked at Fan Buwen, his face gradually became frightened, he was not afraid of anyone in the Heavenly City, even Hatandis, he could only coax and deceive. But this old fox, he knew that he was no match for him.

"You old fox, what evil idea are you thinking!" you are a priest, why are you so insidious?"

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Fan Buwen didn't even look at Gray Meng Sijia, but whispered: "Young man, I just can't hold my breath......"

Hearing this, Gray Meng Sijia immediately stood up, looking like she was going to rush over and fight with Fan Buwen.

The mad dragon and Sugina also stood up, their eyes fixed on Gray Meng Sijia.

Zhao Yan sneered, "Do you think you can be presumptuous here?"

In an instant, Gray Meng Sijia felt the coercion emanating from Zhao Yan's body.

He sat down slowly, and the dragon glared at him viciously, and then sat down.

Zhao Yan said again: "Gray Meng Sijia, it seems that you don't understand the situation in front of you at all! If it weren't for me to protect you all the time, do you think you would have survived until now?"

Gray Meng Sijia said: "Don't pretend, if you don't want to kill me, do your subordinates dare to kill me?"

Zhao Yan put down the tableware, suddenly looked at Gray Meng Sijia very intently, and met Zhao Yan's eyes, Gray Meng Sijia couldn't help but shiver.

Zhao Yan sneered: "You are wrong, my brothers have always had no relationship with me, if they want to kill you, I can't stop you." ”

"Believe it or not, what will happen to you if I leave here now?"

Syllable!

Under the surprised gaze of everyone, Jerol slapped the table hard, and the eyes that looked at the gray Meng Sijia almost shot fire.

At the same time, the dragon and Sugina stood up again, and the two of them stroked their fists in unison.

Gray Meng Sijia naturally knew how much these people hated him, and Yerol didn't say anything for the time being, but the anger he brought to the mad dragon and others in the battle of the Sword Rule, even if they dismantled themselves, they probably wouldn't be able to relieve their hatred.

Seeing Yerol's actions, Zhao Yan smiled again: "I almost looked at it, even if there is no us, your dear brother will not let you go, right?"

Without waiting for Gray Meng Sijia to reply, Zhao Yan said to Fan Buwen: "Prime Minister, there is a little noise here, let's find a quiet place, you can tell me about the history of Tiancheng over the years!"

Fan Buwen put down the utensils and said, "The old man is very happy. ”

Wait...... Wait a minute!

As soon as Zhao Yan got up, he was stopped by Gray Meng Sijia.

Zhao Yan smiled: "Have you changed your mind?"

Gray Meng Sijia's face was embarrassed, his eyes flickered, and after a long time, if it weren't for the anger of Yerol and the others who suppressed him, he was afraid that he would have to continue to remain silent. "Yan, but how can you guarantee that you will let me go if I cooperate with you?"

Zhao Yan withdrew the smile on his face, his expression suddenly became stern, and said, "You are not qualified to bargain with me!"

You......

"Alright, Grey Moon, have you figured it out, I don't have much time, and if you continue to stick to your style, I don't mind letting my brothers turn this ornate hall into a bloody slaughterhouse. Zhao Yan turned around and wanted to leave again.

Syllable!

Gray Meng Sijia didn't have time to answer, and was slapped inexplicably. When he came back to his senses, he realized that Jerol had appeared in front of him. As soon as he tried to resist, the dragon and Sugina reappeared on the left and right, and a flurry of fists smashed on him again.

Tut-tut......

Zhao Yan sighed: "Look at it, I can't pull it!"

In an instant, Gray Meng Sijia had a blue nose and swollen face, he barely let himself lie down, and shouted: "This is Tiancheng Castle, you are simply a group of hooligans, you are all already nobles, but do you have a little bit of a nobleman?"

Syllable!

The dragon stomped on Gray Sijia's hand again, shouting, "Fuck you! Crush me with a nobleman's hat! Stomp you to death! Lie to me with a fake manzi, damn it! Aren't you crazy? Aren't you ......" The dragon became more and more addicted the more he fought.

The topic came to Na Manzi, and Na Manzi also stood up and said to Zhao Yan: "This person is a pervert, he doesn't know how many women he has harmed, even his sister-in-law He doesn't let go, since he likes to play with women so much, he cut his things!"

Zhao Yan shuddered, a little appreciative and a little surprised by Na Manzi's viciousness, and clapped his hands again and again and said, "Not bad, this is a good idea!" At the same time, he said in his heart: "The most poisonous woman's heart, it's really right!"

"Namanzi, you...... Ahh

Gray Meng Sijia was just about to greet the sensitive parts of Namanzi's body, but was punched in the face by Sugina. At the mention of Isha, Yerol was even more furious, she couldn't care about any image, and she wanted to open her mouth to bite off the flesh of Gray Mengsijia, just to make him more painful.

A gorgeous feast has become like this.

There were many nobles and commoners wandering around the castle, and no one thought that such a funny play would be staged in this solemn and noble castle.

Gray Meng Sijia still found the opportunity to shout: "Na Manzi, I have a deep affection for you in vain, but I didn't expect you to treat me like this!"

Namanzi said, "Hold down the dragon, castrate him!"

Hierol hurriedly said, "You press, I'll come!"

The dragon said: "It's good for you to come, it's good for you to come, if you want me to come, I won't come!

Shanke immediately pressed Gray Meng Sijia to the ground and stretched his legs apart.

Wait a minute!

Zhao Yan stopped everyone, slowly walked towards Gray Meng Sijia, and said, "This is the last time I will save you." ”

Gray Meng Sijia climbed a few steps forward, hugged Zhao Yan's feet, pressed his face tightly against his legs, and said: "I lost, I lost, Yan, I admit defeat, you let me go! Let me go! I will tell you everything, you ask, I will tell you everything!"

The atmosphere in the hall changed slightly, Zhao Yan smiled faintly, and glanced at the mad dragon, and the mad dragon pulled the angry Yerol.

Zhao Yan squatted down, looked at Gray Meng Sijia's almost deformed face, and said, "Okay! Then tell me, why is there only a little bit in the vault of Tiancheng?

This......

Gray Meng Sijia paused.

Zhao Yan glanced at him in disappointment and stood up.

No......

Gray Meng Sijia hurriedly hugged Zhao Yan's feet, and said in horror: "Don't! Don't go! I said, I really said it!"

After a pause, Gray Meng Sijia said: "Yes, Tiancheng's money has been secretly transferred by us little by little. ”

"Good! Gray Mengsijia, I am very satisfied with your current cooperative attitude. Come, I still have a lot of questions for you. ”

Zhao Yan stretched out his hand, grabbed Gray Meng Sijia's armpit, and helped him up.

"Where is all this money hidden? How much is it?"

"What else do you father and son conspiracy again, like if you succeed this time, what will happen next?"

"Have you worked out emergency measures in the event of a failure?"

"Where do Joel and the four thieves live?"

"How many cronies do you still have in Amagi?"

"Oh, by the way, you must be hungry, don't you? Why don't you eat something before answering my question?"

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