"The owner, two double rooms. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Sitting at the bar, Ao Xingfeng said to the tavern owner and innkeeper.

"By your patronage, Luthor is here to bring these guests up. The tavern owner yelled at the boy who was washing the cup.

A freckled young man named Luthor put a rag on his shoulder and walked over: "Guest, here." ”

Then Ao Xingfeng and a few people followed, but Ao Xingfeng frowned before leaving.

The two rooms were right next to each other, one for the two Templars, and one for Ao Xingfeng and Hailin, but don't think about it, the beds in the rooms are two separate ones, and this is very common among adventurers.

"You guys are here for information, and I'll go out and walk around. Ao Xingfeng said that there was something he had to figure out.

"Yes!" the three of them arrived on one knee.

Walking out of the tavern, the sparkling lake, the afternoon sun shines on the lake like a shining jewel, there are a lot more excursion boats on the lake, and the envoys or travelers of all parties enjoy this beautiful city.

"Hehe, just let me see if you're a human or a ghost?" Ao Xingfeng muttered, and then walked towards the sparsely populated alley.

Weave your way through winding alleys and eventually come to a dead end.

"Come out, what are you waiting for?" Ao Xingfeng said suddenly.

This was a barefoot man in a dark brown torn cloak who walked out from behind him, and his body exuded murderous intent against Ao Xingfeng all the time.

"Do we know each other?" Ao Xingfeng asked.

The Assassin lifted his left sleeve, and a monstrous serpent mark wrapped around his wrist, the head of the snake carved into the back of his left hand.

"Die!" the Assassin shouted hoarsely, the snake eye of the serpentine mark on the back of his left hand opened, and a large snake-headed phantom enveloped the Assassin in it, and the Assassin grabbed Ao Xingfeng with a claw in his left hand.

"Don't you want to say it? Okay, I'll let you say it. Ao Xingfeng said lightly, his right hand was raised lightly, and the light wind turned into a strong chain that locked the snake's head in place.

With a flick of his fingers, a finger-sized air bullet pierced through the snake's head phantom, hitting the assassin's left shoulder at a rapid speed and exploding a bloody flower.

The assassin gritted his teeth and snorted in pain, turned his left hand into a knife, and spun and slashed at Ao Xingfeng, at this time, a huge snake-tailed phantom drew heavily towards Ao Xingfeng.

"Snake again, are you playing with snakes?" Ao Xingfeng was completely unmoved, and the snake's tail was pumped half a meter outside Ao Xingfeng's body as if it was drawn to steel, and he couldn't take a step forward.

With another snap of his fingers, the air bomb exploded a bloody splash on the Assassin's right thigh, and the Assassin's left hand continued to flow from the wound with bright red blood, and the right leg was newly wounded, and one fell to the ground without standing firmly.

Walking up to the assassin, Ao Xingfeng said lightly: "Are you going to say it now? I don't think we know each other, right? Why do you have such a big grudge against me?"

"You have forgotten? My father died at your hands! The hatred of killing my father is not shared, today is either you die or I die! Rotten miasma!" the assassin raised his right hand in pain and aimed his left hand at Ao Xingfeng's face, just before the poisonous gas was sprayed.

Ao Xingfeng grabbed the assassin's left hand, pressed it down, and then said suspiciously: "I killed your father? Who is your father? I'm sorry I killed too many people, I really don't know who your father is?"

The assassin lowered his head and gritted his teeth in shock, his right hand clenched into a fist and punched straight into Ao Xingfeng's abdomen.

"You can't hurt me at all, give up. Ao Xingfeng grabbed the assassin's two hands and lifted them up.

"Huh, girl?" Ao Xingfeng sighed lightly, the girl had long brown hair with a shawl, clear eyebrows, and petite lips were biting tightly, spilling a trace of blood, but Shuangfeng's eyes were full of deep hatred and resentment.

"You'd better tell where you're coming from, or you'll end up dead. Ao Xingfeng let go of the girl's hands, and the girl fell to the ground and snorted in pain.

"Don't you even remember what my father looked like?!" The girl staggered to her feet, and the phantom of a poisonous snake came out of the ground, gently wrapped around the girl's body, and finally the snake's head was on the girl's shoulder, spitting snake letters to Ao Xingfeng.

"What? Your father is this snake?" Ao Xingfeng was a little confused, the girl in front of her was indeed a human being, but why did she say that this snake shadow was her father?

"Oh! it turned out to be the giant snake that didn't know the height of the sky?" Ao Xingfeng remembered, it was when he was still escorting the harpy to the Yuren tribe.

"Remember, let's die!" the girl laughed a little maniacally, and pointed her right hand towards Ao Xingfeng's claw.

"Are you so anxious to seek death?" Ao Xingfeng said helplessly, and the girl's attack was easily restrained by him again.

Although the girl's attack didn't work, it still caused a lot of movement, hearing that a guard rushed over, Ao Xingfeng looked directly into the girl's eyes and then glared, and the powerful spiritual power directly attacked the girl's soul, and the girl couldn't wake up in a short time.

Then Ao Xingfeng carried the girl and disappeared into this dead end.

......

As there were more people joining in the fun, so did the same strife, large and small, and from time to time you could see travelers gathering in the streets of Lancer to fight.

In a room in the city council, dozens of people gathered in this hut, including elves, humans and dwarves, they are the members of the Lancer City Council, the hall that originally belonged to them was forcibly requisitioned by the Titanian Empire, so they were forced to meet in secret in such a small room.

"The Titarian Empire is just too much! no one is looking to drive us true city masters into such a corner!" said the dwarf angrily, blowing his beard.

"What can we do? Lancer is like an ant in front of the Empire, and resistance is nothing more than a mantis arm. The human councillor lamented.

"It doesn't matter, the main thing is that our family is threatened! These invited forces are not clean and can't control their desires! We must give them some color and let them know that in Lancer you have to follow the rules of Lancer!" said Armanod, the elven archcount, slapping the table angrily, this was the real purpose of his secret gathering of councilors.

"Amarnod, you think too highly of us, we are just a leaf in the sea compared to the various forces, I suggest that everyone join forces and take care of us, but don't try to provoke the morale of the guys. The gray-haired old man said.

"Blind forbearance will only make them worse! We elves are not soft persimmons that are still held at random by others! I don't want to be able to drive them away, but I just want to give them a stern warning to pay attention to their behavior!" said Armanod.

"After the slaughter of that demon last time, the military strength of our Lancer City has been greatly weakened and cannot withstand the toss, why don't we take this opportunity to join the Empire and seek a backer? The white-haired old man said.