On his first day in Norman City, Wang Feng first inquired about the location of the leaders of various racial forces. This task is all done by himself, and as for Li, they have gone crazy here and played everywhere.

First of all, Wang Feng chose the area of the Terran race. The same race, he felt that the leader of the human race would be more likely to promise himself.

The leaders of the six races are spread across six districts of Norman City, each of which occupies one-sixth of the inner city of Norman.

The leader of the Terrans is a golden fifth-rank spearman, and his name is Vilktor. Wang Feng inquired about the news and said that he was almost 100 years old.

"Stop, this place is not for everyone. ”

As soon as he came to the door, before Wang Feng could enter, the soldiers inside stepped out and directly stretched out their hands to stop him.

"I'm standing right here. Please tell Virk more. Wang Feng stopped, and did not mean to continue to enter, but spoke.

"Lord Vilcodor's name is also your name. The gatekeeper looked Wang Feng up and down. He felt that this strange dress was very dirty, "Also, if you tell us to go in and report, we will go in and report, then we are not very faceless." ”

Wang Feng never thought that he wanted to meet Wick to discuss things, but he couldn't even enter the door. Judging by the attitude of this soldier, if he doesn't prove something, they will never let himself in.

"What are you doing here? Why don't you get out of this place quickly. If it weren't for the fact that you were still a little kid, I would have done it a long time ago. ”

The soldier clenched his fists, Wang Feng was no different from a little kid in his eyes.

Wang Feng smiled lightly, and then, the aura belonging to his gold level emanated, directly pressing the two soldiers.

"Yellow... A golden section!"

The two soldiers felt Wang Feng's breath, and naturally knew what level of strength he was. Silver-level powerhouses can only roll in the face of gold-level powerhouses.

"Now, I'm qualified to see Vilkdor. ”

After the invasion of the undead, the inhabitants of the world of Wariland have a greater respect for strength. In many cases, strength is often a good pass.

"You wait here, I'll go inside and inform Lord Vilktor. The recovered soldier hurriedly spoke, he never thought that this guy who looked like a little kid turned out to be a golden stage of strength.

It's unthinkable how they want to break their heads. Because, this is too young, a little too young.

The strength of the golden section is naturally qualified to report, but they still have to wait outside. If Wang Feng had the Golden Fifth Rank, then he could directly follow the soldiers in.

After about ten minutes, the soldier reappeared in Wang Feng's field of vision.

"Lord Vilcotor agrees with you, come with me. ”

Wang Feng nodded his head and followed behind the soldier. After meeting Vilcodor, the next task is to convince him. Send someone with you to the land of despair.

The place where Vilkdo lived was very large, and Wang Feng followed behind the soldier and turned around several times before reaching the place where Vilkdo saw him. This is a hall, however, the architectural style of this hall is not at all like that built by the Terrans, it should have been built by orcs.

In the hall, except for a few soldiers, sitting at the center of the hall was a middle-aged man. Gold-level powerhouses generally live twice as long as them in their own clan. Therefore, Victor, who is almost 100 years old, looks like he is middle-aged.

"Are you?" asked Vilcotor first in the face of this unfamiliar face.

"Wang Feng. ”

Vilkedo muttered a few words, as if he had been repeating Wang Feng's name. Suddenly, he waved his hand to the soldier.

"Go down. ”

"Yes, Lord Vilcotor. ”

The soldiers quickly retreated, and before Wang Feng could speak, he said directly: "I have heard about the matter of Sculle City, and it is not easy for us humans to give birth to a demon like you!"

Vilcotor smiled merrily, and then his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Wang Feng, can you tell me what family you come from? What can you say about your surname?" As a few people who stood at the top of the Norman District, he knew much more about some events than others.

"My surname is Wang. Wang Feng replied honestly, without the slightest change, and lied that his surname was Feng, after all, people in this world are all names in front and surnames in the back.

"What, you say it again?"

Wick dug into his ears, feeling as if he had misheard.

"I said my name is Wang Feng and my surname is Wang. ”

"Mingfeng. Welctor tried to say something.

"Yes. ”

Vilktor put away his smile, he felt that Wang Feng had gone crazy, where was someone with the surname in front of him. What's more, among all the big families in the upper district, there is not a family with the surname Wang.

Could it be that this family is still in the hidden market?

Reluctantly smiling a little again, Vilcodo looked at Wang Feng carefully again.

Looking at him like this, he doesn't look like a young master who loves to joke. Could it be that this eldest young master has any special hobbies.

A man who turns his name upside down, it's no wonder that Vilcotor thinks so. This is a special hobby, and Vilctor doesn't want to talk about it. Anyway, this is not a member of his family, and he likes to play with his name, and it has nothing to do with him.

"By the way, I want to make it clear that I am not the young master of a big family. ”

"How is this possible, if you are not from a big family, why do you have that kind of combat power. Without a lot of resources, how can you enter the gold level at such a young age......" At this time, Vilcodo's expression suddenly changed, and then he nodded and said: "I was joking with you just now, you are not the young master of a big family, I already knew." ”

At the same time, Vilcotor thought to himself, since I have this hobby, then I can only play with you. Anyway, it didn't hurt me.

Wang Feng felt a little strange in his heart, and with Vilcodo's current expression, he didn't want to complain about anything. He didn't believe it at all, Vilktor knew that he was not the young master of a big family.

Since people don't believe it at all, and it is difficult to explain, Wang Feng doesn't waste time on this kind of thing, and now there is still something to talk about.

"Vilkdor, I've come to you to talk about the Land of Despair. ”