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Far ahead, there was a city wall that was not very tall, and on top of the city wall stood several layers of neatly arranged teams, but what surprised Fang Mingwei was that the evil aura brought to him by this team was not strong, as if they could wipe them all out with a single blow. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At the foot of the team is the city wall that stretches for more than ten miles, although these walls seem to be made of boulders, but on this planet, the value of beauty is far greater than the value of use.

It's a monster territory, and most of it is filled with countless monsters. Among them, the monsters with slightly stronger abilities would not take this level of wall in their eyes.

Whether it's the claws and strength of a giant beast, or the high-altitude combat ability of a flying beast, or even an ordinary monster, they can easily jump onto the walls of this height.

Of course, those bulky and slow monsters are even simpler, as long as they step forward and collide, then they are guaranteed to be able to push a large area at once.

Fang Mingwei secretly guessed why these people wanted to build a city wall that was not useful, but after imagining countless possibilities, they felt that they could not justify themselves.

"Lord Fang Wei, the first row of cannons on the city wall is my father, Lord Sparten." Yveth shouted.

Fang Mingwei's gaze searched among the people on the city wall, but he quickly found the lord Sparten.

It's not because of his burliness, it's not because of his handsome face, at such a distance, Fang Mingwei doesn't use modern instruments, it's really difficult to see his face clearly. He was recognizable at a glance because he was the only one with a thick cannon barrel in his hand.

However, the muzzle of this barrel is at most similar to that of ordinary mecha cannons, unless it is a specially modified version, the power of this kind of thing will be very limited, and whether it can damage large monsters is between two or two, let alone kill them.

As for the others, the things they hold in their hands are a bit more miscellaneous, but most of them are all kinds of cold weapons. One of the old ladies was holding a kitchen knife in her hand. Fang Mingwei was extremely worried, whether she would not be able to hold on, and before the enemy appeared, she was already dying.

"Yft, what are they doing?" Fang Mingwei asked, "So many people are standing on the city wall, do they want to fight with people?" ”

Ift was also puzzled, looking at their appearance, they really wanted to fight with people, but the front was empty, and there was no half a figure.

"Yft, could it be that you're welcome?" Vernon quipped with a smile.

However, Fang Mingwei noticed it, and a cold chill was faintly released in his eyes.

"No way, every time I came back before, I didn't have this etiquette." Ift smiled bitterly and said, "And look at the weapons in their hands, they are not welcome flowers."

Fang Mingwei glanced at him angrily, he still wanted flowers at this moment, he really deserved the identity of the eldest young master.

As the three wings got closer and closer to the crowd, countless voices rang out among those below. Obviously, seeing the wings, and three at a time, of course, they were surprised for a while.

"Let's go down." Ift snorted softly, and led the herald to fly down with his wings. And at the same time shouted loudly towards the dread.

After hearing Ift's voice, a deafening cheer suddenly erupted from the city wall below, and the strange weapons in everyone's hands were also lowered.

At this moment, Fang Mingwei could clearly see the face in the head. As soon as he saw his face, Fang Mingwei's heart was stunned, this face was really familiar enough, because he had seen it hundreds of thousands of times in Ai Pinglin's memory.

Ever since he killed Espinglin, the most clever of these people, Fang Mingwei had absorbed his soul by the way. And he was given a very special treatment, that is, to check his memories during his lifetime.

For ordinary souls, Fang Mingwei is too lazy to see anything now. But Ai Spinlin is different, his performance along the way made Fang Mingwei very suspicious. So I want to see if he has recognized the identities of the two of them, and whether he has confessed to East and the others.

These are very important things, if there is no quasi-letter, Fang Mingwei is really a little restless.

Fortunately, Ai Sipinglin has always been accustomed to rotting things in his stomach, so there is no news that is unfavorable to Fang Mingwei.

However, there were only three people who were most memorable in Espinglin's memory, a man and a woman, plus the bearded Yft.

Although I don't understand why Esplanlin is so attentive to the three of them, one thing is certain, that is, their relationship with Espinglin is definitely not simple.

"Father, what are you doing?" Ift gently patted Yibiao's head, and Yibiao retracted his wide wings and stood directly on the city wall.

The area above the city wall was not large, and as soon as this medium-sized monster stood still, it immediately made the people on the wall turn their backs, and many of the leaders hurriedly took a step back, looking at the nonchalant wing with awe-in-aeving eyes. I didn't dare to speak for a long time.

"Oh my God, it's Yft." Countless people screamed in low voices, and no one thought that the person who got off Wing Biao's back would be Ift.

For Ift, who grew up in Evername, almost everyone knows his strength, although they know that he went out to find a mount that suits his heart, but absolutely no one could have imagined that he would be able to reclaim a wing.

"Yft, is that you?" The big man at the head of the city was also surprised and closed his mouth: "Your mount? ”

"Yes, Father, this is my new mount, what do you think?" Yveft said proudly, his beard shaking and shaking, very funny.

Sparten looked up and down for a while, and finally determined that this was his precious son, the first heir to Linke's territory, so he hugged Ift in laughter and said, "Dear son, it's great that you can come back." ”

In his laughter, everyone could hear his old relief, indeed, having such a son who could subdue Wing Biao was enough to make their prestige spread throughout the beast territory.

Ift hugged his father and said, "Father, these are the two emperor-level beast control masters I met in the boundless wilderness, and I was able to subdue this wing soaring completely with the support of the two of them. ”

Spartan was startled and hurriedly walked towards Fang Mingwei and Vernon.

Of course, he understood how capable his son was, but he had just met and was infected by that ecstasy, so he didn't notice the two people behind Yft. Listening to him at this moment, he immediately understood the truth, if it weren't for the help of these two emperor-level beast control masters, then Ift would never have thought of getting such an excellent mount.

"Father, this is Lord Fang Wei, and this is ...... Ahem, Lord Deadgrass. Ift said awkwardly.

Sparten was also stunned, such a name is indeed rare.

After a few words of greetings, Sparteng said: "Two adults, now that our Ivan name is in calamity, please also ask the two of you to help for the sake of the people of the same ancestors." ”

Fang Mingwei blinked his eyes, thinking in his heart, I am not an ancestor of the people, your life or death has nothing to do with me, but when I think that if all the people here are dead, then my hard work during this time will be in vain.

With a frown, he asked, "Your Excellency Lord Sparten, I don't know what is about to happen to Ivor Ming?" ”

Spartan stretched out his huge carrot-thick fingers, pointed in the direction they came, and said, "Two lords, three days ago, our lords discovered that a large number of monsters suddenly appeared in this direction, and these monsters are all powerful monsters, with unparalleled strength. And what's even more terrifying is that they are heading towards Lin Ke's territory. ”

Fang Mingwei opened his mouth slightly, what Spartten said would not be the monster army he controlled.

"My lord, according to the will of the ancestors, as long as there is a beast controller in our Ivan name, then we should not be attacked by the monster horde. But this group of monsters is menacing, and the horror will not let us Ivor name go easily. Sighing gloomily, Spartan said sadly, "I don't know what wrong Ivor has done to make the Ancestor so angry that he wants to send a herd of beasts to drown us. ”

Ifuth looked extremely embarrassed, he peeked at Fang Mingwei's face several times, and secretly complained in his heart, if he made this adult unhappy, and came to make the fake come true, then it would be beyond regret.

After blocking the Wing Soar that came out of the Sky City, Ift already knew that Fang Mingwei was a bold man, and even the monsters from the Beast Leader's Nest dared to stop him, so what else in this world did he dare not do.

The corners of Fang Mingwei's mouth twitched twice, he couldn't imagine that he would lead a group of monsters forward, and he would cause such trouble, and he regretted it a little in his heart, if he had followed Ift's advice earlier, then there would have been no such misunderstanding.

"Ahem, Lord Sparten, the will of the Great Ancestor is unquestionable, so I believe that the target of those monsters is definitely not the name of Elver, and you and your people can rest assured." Fang Mingwei said seriously.

"Really?" Sparten exclaimed in surprise.

"Of course it's true." Ift couldn't hold back any longer, and said in a loud voice: "Father, the group of monsters you mentioned are all exclusive beasts belonging to Lord Fang Wei, and they are only here to protect Lord Fang Wei's safety. And before we came here, Lord Fang Wei had already ordered the disbandment of the beast herd. So, we won't be in any danger anymore. ”

Everyone's eyes changed in an instant, their eyes gradually changed from joy to shock, and their eyes were full of fear and respect when they looked at Fang Mingwei.

At this moment, there was no sound on the city wall except for the sound of hunting.

(To be continued)