The news of Mino's hijacking was controlled by Cole.

Early that morning, Cole rode to the mercenary guild in a carriage as usual. Even after the full moon, the mercenary guild still needs to be manned. After all, the mercenaries don't have much time to waste on such a holiday.

may be because of the robbery of his daughter, Cole's spirit is not very good, his eyes are a little red and swollen, and he obviously did not sleep well.

The carriage stopped two blocks from the Mercenary Guild.

"What's wrong?" Cole asked the coachman, waking up from a nap.

"Mr. Cole, it's Master Cassiu. ”

Cole's face was filled with joy and he quickly got out of the carriage. Sure enough, the one who stopped in front of the carriage at this moment was Kasiu, who was robbed with Mino yesterday.

"Young Master Cassiu, why are you here, Mino?"

Weifeng's expression was a little stiff.

Something seems to be wrong......

"Mino was sent to rest by me at the Mercenary Guild, well, I have something for you here. ”

"Something, what?"

Cole said as he walked towards the wind, the expression on his face that seemed to be relieved by the knowledge that his daughter was safe.

"Oh, a dagger I got by accident, I want you to take a look. ”

Weifeng threw a wooden box at Cole seemingly casually, and just as Cole focused on the delicate wooden box, Weifeng slammed into Cole, and a silver light came up in his right hand.

"You ......"

A look of pain flashed across Cole's face, and he jerked Weifeng away, with an expression of disbelief on his face and a dagger stuck in his chest.

"Why are you doing this......

I'm the one who should ask, right......

The astonishment in Weifeng's heart turned to confusion.

A dark shadow flashed, and the semicircular scimitar shimmered with golden light, heading straight at Cole's throat.

This dark shadow was none other than the Holy Order, the scimitar.

"Holy clothes, Luoxia. ”

The fiery red holy clothes like the sunset suddenly spread out, directly overturning the scimitar that intended to sneak attack.

"Holy clothes, hey, you are indeed also a holy order. ”

After landing on the ground, the scimitar showed an arrogant smile, and a black cloak also appeared on its body.

"Hmph, don't think you're going to kill me, July, Firebird!"

After a brief chanting, a firebird more than three feet tall soared into the air from the six-pointed star circle in front of Cole and swooped down on the scimitar.

Weifeng on the side looked at the two holy steps that were fighting together, and began to struggle in his heart.

Although the wound on Cole's chest, the physical recovery power of the Holy Order is enough to ignore such an external injury. It's just that the dagger has a poison that can paralyze people in a short time, and even the Holy Order can't resist it.

Sure enough, Cole's face turned pale after unleashing several high-level magic spells in a row, while the scimitar's attack became more ferocious.

What to do......

The scimitar didn't want to give Cole a chance to rest, and the golden fighting spirit was unleashed unscrupulously, bringing up gusts of air. The scimitar with the golden mangs defeated a man with a high-level magic.

Taking advantage of the interval between Cole's spells, the scimitar came to a position three meters in front of Cole's body, and swung the knife diagonally at Cole's chest, and at this time, Cole finally couldn't resist the strong feeling of dizziness, and his body fell forward weakly. The sharp blade of the knife was about to cut through Cole's body.

Sonor!

Violent crashing sounds.

A figure stood in front of Cole at the last moment, and it was the wind.

The scimitar looked at the young man in front of him with a stunned expression, and a huge sense of impact came from his hands. After reacting to the situation in front of him, his stunned expression became cold.

This young master of Minglan is actually also a saint rank......

"Young Master Kaxiu, what do you want to do?" asked Weifeng in an almost threatening tone.

Beads of sweat were already oozing from Weifeng's palms, and he still couldn't help but shoot.

Luthor and Chekov were watching everything from a short distance. He believed that if he couldn't give a suitable reason at this time, the Holy See would definitely take direct action and kill him, a Holy Order of unknown origin, along with Cole.

Calm down......

"Hey, although this old guy is a little annoying, but after all, it is my father's friend, you killed him in front of me like this, and I can't explain it to my father. ”

The scimitar's expression was still cold, but his heart began to hesitate, the stakes were so high that he didn't dare to make a decision for Luther. Fortunately, at this time, Luther's voice came to my ears.

The fat figure appears from the shadows of the alley.

"That's not enough. ”

"Hmph, my Lu family is in business, and I will never give the initiative to others. ”

"Then what do you want? Also, don't you think you should explain your Dou Qi cultivation, my young master Kaxiu?"

Instead of answering Luthor's words directly, Weifeng turned to Cole's side.

The black sword was struck seemingly casually on Cole's back and limbs, and Cole's face showed a look of pain.

Slowly, a wisp of red blood spilled from every place that was pierced by the wind, and after about half a minute, the blood floating in mid-air actually condensed into a complex red coat of arms.

Before the wind swung his sword, the blood-red coat of arms was firmly attached to Cole's back like a tattoo.

"Demon Sealing Thorn?" Scimitar said in astonishment.

"What's that?"

"It is a sword skill that can be cultivated by magicians in Canghuang, and this sword skill has been lost for thousands of years. It is rumored that the White Shield Chamber of Commerce had previously discovered this sword technique in an ancient book purchased from a down-and-out sword sect. ”

Weifeng turned to look at Luther, very disdainful.

"The Lu family is rich and rivals the country, and it is better with the major sword sects of Minglan, so there are one or two exercises to quickly improve cultivation, what's so strange. As for this Demon Thorn Pattern, it is even more insignificant. Cole will leave it to me first, and then hand him over to you when I am sure of your sincerity. ”

Luthor looked at Weifeng with a flat expression, and although he still had some doubts in his heart, he began to compromise. In any case, as long as Cole is controlled by himself, sooner or later the upstart faction will be his own.

Chekov, who had not yet come forward, carefully observed the black-haired and black-eyed teenager, first stunned for a moment, and then showed a smile.

Things are getting more and more interesting, there must be something wrong with the identity of this young man, but he can see that Luthor's idiot is afraid that he has been immersed in the dream of controlling the nouveau riche faction, and he has carried away.

Do you want to remind him......

If this young man is not the young master of the White Shield Chamber of Commerce, then who will he be?

Suddenly, Chekov remembered the news from Yingli City before, and then a very bold idea slowly grew in Chekov's heart.

The lord was about to arrive in Norvi City, and if things were as he thought they were, then why not make a mistake......

The usually mild-mannered cardinal had a murderous intent on his face.