In the empty lobby, the sound of dripping water suddenly came from the scene. Fei Lan, who was originally planning to leave the lobby and go back to his City Lord's Mansion to take a good rest, suddenly stopped.

"Where is the sound of water coming from here?" Fei Lan thought strangely at the door, and then turned around and returned to the lobby.

The lobby was empty, although there were a lot of people here just now, but after all, everyone was embarrassed, they didn't litter or anything, and they didn't see anyone knocking over the teacups. In fact, the lobby is so clean that it doesn't even need to be cleaned.

"There's no way there's a water leak here. Fei Lan muttered strangely, and walked to the place where the voice came from.

Behind a row of benches, an odd man in a blue checkered suit was crouching on the ground, dripping water from his body.

"Which weird wizard made this again?" Fei Lan looked at a large puddle of water on the ground with a black line on his face.

"Hey, who are you? Why are you getting so much water here, do you know that it is very difficult for the cleaning staff to clean it up?" Fei Lan said unceremoniously.

He was not afraid of these wizards, and according to the covenant, all wizards had signed an ancient oath not to harm the City Lord's Mansion. The lord of the castle who was protected by witchcraft did not fear his own safety in the slightest, because the covenant based on the legend would not cause damage to the lord even if he was accidentally injured.

But the next moment, a machete slammed into the table beside Fei Lan, and the strange man turned around with a strange mask on his face.

"Holy!" Fei Lan reflexively kicked the mask of the man in front of him, and with a heavy kick, he embedded the man in front of him into the table next to him.

Who would have thought that Fei Lan, who had always served as a city lord, would still be an extraordinary knight?

"You're not a wizard, who are you?" asked Fei Lan, frowning.

However, the man in front of him clearly did not have much time to answer the question, and the masked man struggled to tear open the table. Holding the knife and continuing to slash at Fei Lan, Fei Lan dodged with a nimble dodge.

"Assassins? Fei Lan said with a sneer, and then pulled out the iron sword that was used as a decoration on the sculpture behind him. Although it is an ornament, in order to show the tradition of the Ferrar Warrior family, all the decorative swords of the town hall are opened.

"Let's take you to practice, I haven't used the swordsmanship for a long time!" Fei Lan said, pulling a beautiful sword flower.

The masked man still rushed over silently, slashing at Fei Lan's head, and Fei Lan unceremoniously swung his sword to meet it.

With a loud "dang", Fei Lan's whole person was knocked away by the terrifying impact force, and it slashed across his own table.

The Crest of the Ferrar family placed on the table was knocked to the ground by Fei Lan, and the table did not turn over due to the fixtures, and blocked the Masked Man's attack route.

"Can't you jump or jump over?" Fei Lan wiped the blood from his mouth and said, the monster in front of him was obviously not human, his strength was too strong.

"Although on the day he took office, he vowed not to rule the country by force. Fei Lan said in a low voice: "But my Ferrar family has an extraordinary knight system inheritance!"

Saying that, blue starlight surged on Fei Lan's body, and the rusty iron sword in his hand was as brilliant as stars.

"The legacy of the Ferrar family, the blue meteor. Let me try your skills, filthy monster. Fei Lan scolded angrily.

The masked man still didn't answer, but continued to walk towards Fei Lan, his body directly against the fixed table, which had been deformed. It didn't look like it would last long, but Fei Lan was ready.

Finally, the rivets under the table in front of him were squeezed open, and the masked man's body leaned forward sharply, losing his center of gravity.

"It's now!" Fei Lanmeng acted. The sword in his hand seemed to be one with his body, turning into a blue light that shot at the head of the masked man in front of him like a meteor.

The masked man's head was directly chopped off, and then Fei Lan indifferently wiped the bright red blood on the long sword in his hand with his city lord's gorgeous robe.

Then he inserted the sword into the hilt of the sword-wielding a huge portrait of him hanging in the lobby. In the hand of the portrait is an extraordinarily ornately decorated command knife, the handle of which is entwined with gold wire, and the scabbard is inlaid with countless precious stones.

"The men of House Ferrar must always remember that an ordinary knight's sword is much more useful than a richly decorated garbage. The City Lord of Philan said with his back to the corpse.

Then in the quiet room, there was a crisp applause.

Fei Lan didn't even think about pulling out the knight's sword he had just inserted into it, but it was a coincidence that the knight's sword was stuck in the wall.

"The swordsmanship of the city lord is really good. Frank said sincerely: "It is much more powerful than the swordsmanship of ordinary Templar Knights, is this the so-called family inheritance martial arts? ”

Fei Lan turned his head suddenly, and his hand was still shaking the knight's sword from side to side behind his back, trying to pull it out.

In front of him, a man dressed in white with golden eyes was sitting in front of the door and looking at him with a smile. Two young girls, one white and one black, stood on either side of him, like the most heartfelt guards. And on his lap, a little girl in a black dress and holding a rag doll was looking at him curiously.

Wait, a little girl in a black dress with a butterfly pattern and a rag doll?

Isn't this the little girl that the temple's carriage almost hit?

Fei Lan reacted suddenly, and he seemed to be caught in a great conspiracy.

"Is Your Excellency the one behind everything behind the scenes?" Fei Lan asked softly.

Frank nodded noncommittally, and his Certine Ai played with his collar boredly.

"If all of them are Your Excellency's layout, even the blood in my widowed daughter-in-law and that poor wizard apprentice is Your Excellency's hands and feet. Lord Tyrant. Fei Lan guessed.

Frank still didn't answer, but looked at Fei Lan with a smile.

"What is Your Excellency's purpose?" Fei Lan asked, "If it is just for my little Philadelphia, Your Excellency will say it directly, and the Ferrar family will withdraw immediately." But Your Excellency can't be just that. ”

"Then what is Your Excellency's purpose??" Fei Lan guessed again, "No, if Your Excellency's target is a wizard, it can't be so. And if it's a wizard, there's no need to kill me. ”

"Then Your Excellency's target is naturally the Temple. Fei Lan said: "Use the influence of the two bloodlines to make Philadelphia the focal point, and then go to raid the base camp of the temple, and when the temple returns to defense, you will encounter your Excellency who has been waiting for a long time, right?"

Frank was really a little surprised, Fei Lan didn't seem to have been the city lord for a few years in vain, did he realize his intentions based on these details alone? Unfortunately, the information he received was not enough for him to see Frank's true purpose.

"Did you guess wrong?" Fei Lan thought worriedly, his eyes fixed on the tyrant in front of him.

"No, you guessed it right. "But there are some small details. ”

Fei Lan was stunned for a moment, "The problem of details?"

"I'm going to deal with the Temple, but I want to destroy the Foundations of the Temple's faith, not a Temple. Frank said, standing up.

"Destroy the faith of the temple?" Fei Lan was stunned for a moment and then retorted, "This is not realistic at all, you may be able to destroy a temple easily, but you can't distort the faith of the temple." ”

"You don't need to worry about me. Frank said, "You just have to do your part in the script." ”

"Script?" Fei Lan said, "So according to what you mean, I must die?"

"Maybe you can try to fight back, but I advise you not. Frank said, "Family martial arts don't have much research value for me. ”

"Do you already have a dead man in your eyes?" Fei Lan said after taking a deep breath, "Are you really confident, Mr. Tyrant." ”

Fei Lan suddenly asked, "Do you know what the family crest of my Fei Lan family means?"

When Frank heard this, his eyes involuntarily saw the Fei Lan family crest falling to the ground. ”

Fei Lan instantly pulled out the knight's sword on the wall, turned into a blue light again, and rushed towards Frank, who was paying attention to the ground, at a speed even more terrifying.

He naturally knew that the two female guards beside Frank and the little girl in his arms were not simple. But now he has no choice, and if he doesn't succeed, he will become a benevolent.

Fei Lan took his life's learning to the extreme, and the azure sword light was like a real meteor, with a terrifying sword pressure and a sharp edge like cutting space, and attacked Frank at great speed.

Zheng.

A dull voice rang out.

The long sword in Fei Lan's hand was tightly pressed against one of Frank's fingers, and the white and slender fingers were like hard mountains. No matter how twisted, wailed, and flickered with the sword light in Fei Lan's hand, it remained unmoved.

Frank flicked his fingers slightly, and a series of demonic circuits activated to amplify his power, and then Fei Lan was knocked into the air spitting blood.

Fei Lan landed heavily under his portrait, blood spitting from his mouth mixed with fragments of internal organs, but his eyes remained fixed on the fingers of Frank's sword against him.

"So you're going to get hurt too, Mr. Tyrant?" Fei Lan said smugly.

Frank flicked it slightly, and two drops of pale golden blood dripped on the ground with a corrosive sound.

"It was just two drops of blood. Frank whispered.

"No, no, no, it's just two drops of blood to you. Fei Lan said, still vomiting blood from his mouth.

"But for me, that means I've resisted and I've succeeded. Fei Lan said: "Death is not terrible, weakness is terrible. ”

"You will bleed, you will die, tyrant!" Fei Lan suddenly raised his voice.

"I will die, but I will wait for you in hell!" Fei Lan said: "I let you leave a drop of blood, it proves that you are not a god! You are just a mortal, you will be injured and you will die the same! I will wait for you in hell, I will wait for you in hell!"

And as Fei Lan spoke, a masked figure grabbed him by the hair and lifted him up against his own portrait.

"Monster, aren't you dead?" Fei Lan said, feeling his consciousness gradually disappear, and a cold chill slowly ran up his arm from his fingertips.

"Get out of the way, Jason. Frank said suddenly.

"He's a respectable opponent and deserves to be dealt with by me. ”

The masked man let go of his hand when he heard this, and Fei Lan slid along the portrait and sat on the ground.

Frank took the knight's sword, which had been bent like a twist, and reached out to straighten it. Slowly walked to the other end of the lobby, Fei Lan who was sitting on the ground.

"You are a knight worthy of respect, Mr. Ferran. Frank declared, and a piece slashed through Ferran's neck, taking away Ferran's life.

When Fei Lan's consciousness was gradually lost, he suddenly seemed to see angel-like wings on the bodies of the two female guards behind Frank.

"It seems that the benefits to the temple are still good, at least when I die, the angels have come to pick me up. May heaven provide wine, or at least allow barbecue. ”