Although the banquet of the Shoufu was set up temporarily, but fortunately, some of the merchants were far from being able to compare with the nobles in terms of status, but they were not inferior to the nobles in terms of personal life enjoyment. Ert knew that he was not suitable for this kind of occasion, and invited a few big businessmen who traveled north and south to liven up the atmosphere. The invited merchants were flattered, and it was a great honor to sit and drink with General Miorrich and the future owner of Violet City, and to compete with each other and to be courteous, of course, as well-informed merchants, they spoke in a way that was both enthusiastic and not too shameful.

Halfway through the meal, Riska and Bravey also rushed to Violet City with people, and Riska asked An Fei with great concern what was going on, and the aggressive Bravey didn't care about it, and everyone went to find trouble with the Marquis of Zose. It's really hard to change people's temperament, when Philip's grandson Zeda rudely broke into Saul's house, everyone didn't know what was born, and they didn't dare to speak out, only Bravi stepped forward to question Zeda, and was kicked to death on the spot. As for whether this kind of personality is reckless or brave, it is a matter of opinion and wisdom.

Everyone ate very happily, the hardest and most tired person was Erte, he was busy jumping up and down, running around, and when everyone was full of wine and food, under the guidance of the maid, he returned to their respective rooms to rest, and Edter was almost tired and paralyzed, but he was very happy in his heart, no matter how tired he was. So far, it turns out that he made the right choice.

An Fei was a little tired, and after taking a nap for two hours, he got up and began to practice, in the eyes of others, An Fei was too hard, but he himself enjoyed it, and cultivation had become an indispensable part of his life. The painter sits in front of the canvas for a day, and when a mathematician solves a problem, it may take weeks, and in the eyes of others they are very hard, but they themselves are immersed in a kind of pleasure, as long as they can do what they like, suffering cannot be considered suffering. 12dbsp; An Fei had been cultivating until the early hours of the morning, and suddenly heard a faint noise outside, he frowned, got up and pushed the door open, and at the same time, the door next door was also pushed open, and Mioririch walked out slowly, surprisingly, his steps were a little unsteady, slightly staggering.

"Uncle Miorrich, what's wrong with you?" An Fei asked in surprise, it is impossible for a great swordsman like Miorrich to get sick, their physical strength will always be at their current peak, and nothing can affect them except aging.

"It's okay, it's okay. Mioririch waved his hand and looked away. In fact, this night, Mioririch relied on extraordinary perseverance to forcibly meditate on both sides, and stayed up for a whole night, trying to grasp the revelation of stepping into the holy realm, if he could let go of national affairs, this was his only goal in life. It's a pity that he stayed up until the end, except for the sour numbness caused by the lack of blood and qi, he didn't show anything.

An Fei was about to say something, but the noise outside suddenly became louder, Miorrich's expression moved, and he glanced at An Fei and walked out quickly.

The courtyard in front of the castle guard was already crowded with people, and the outside was full of people, most of them were Miorrich's personal guard knights, their expressions varied, some angry, some stunned, some silent, and many people arguing with each other about something.

"What's going on?!" Miorridge's voice wasn't loud, but it was enough, and the cacophony quickly subsided.

"!! Anfei" suddenly came from the crowd, and then an old man in a golden robe rushed out, the muscles on his face kept twitching with anger, and the fingers and arms pointed at Anfei trembled, causing his robe to tremble as well, like a wave. There was a wound on his neck that had been bandaged, but now that the gauze had been torn off half of it, the blood flowing from his neck could be clearly seen. 12dbsp;“ You're too ...... You're so vicious!" The old man shouted as he tried to rush up, but the two swordsmen who were squeezing out behind him hurriedly grabbed him.

"Who is this guy?" Anfei was inexplicable.

"Marquis Djose, what are you doing here?" Miorrich relieved Anfei's question.

"Ask him!" the corner of the Marquis Djose's eyes almost burst.

"I'm asking you now!" Mioririch said unceremoniously. Although he is a soldier, his sense of smell in other aspects is also very sensitive, no matter what happens, if he really asks An Fei at this time, or just turns his eyes to An Fei, he will put An Fei in a very disadvantageous situation. An inexperienced person may be induced by the Marquis of Djose, but Mioririch is not so easily fooled.

Marquis Zosse was even more angry, Miorrich's questioning had clearly expressed his attitude, he didn't take himself as a marquis in his eyes at all, but he didn't lose his mind, with his energy, he couldn't fight against Miorrich at all, Marquis Zosse turned his gaze to An Fei, and exclaimed: "Anfei, I have no malice, I asked Sneffru to invite General Miorrich yesterday, just because I admire him, he is our hero and our savior!

An Fei didn't speak, just looked at Marquis Zose quietly.

"Come on, kill me!

The marquis's voice was almost hoarse: "If you feel that you can't tolerate killing me, I'm so old, I'm not afraid of death!

The knights of Miorrich's personal guard made a way, a group of people dressed as swordsmen walked in with a dozen stretchers, all of them were dead, the first one was Sneefru, who appeared yesterday, his upper body was covered with dense scars, but most of the injuries were old wounds, only one new wound was also fatal.

The fatal wound that made Sneefru look terrible, from his left shoulder to his right ribs, his entire chest was almost split, and the wound was black and faintly smelled of roasted meat. The fatal wounds on the other corpses were in different locations, some were wounded in the neck, some were pierced in the chest, the only thing that was the same color as the wound was the same as Snefru's, as if the murderer had deliberately grilled the wound with a torch after killing someone.

"Anfei, look at Sneefru, open your eyes and take a good look!" Marquis Zosse shouted while stroking Sneefru's chest with a trembling hand: "Do you see the scar on Sneefru's body? He was born and died for the empire, I don't know how many feats he made, it's a pity, it's a pity! He didn't die at the hands of the enemy, but because I ......" Marquis Zosse couldn't say anything anymore when he said this, and there were muddy old tears in his eyes, and the swordsman behind him hurriedly leaned down and whispered something to comfort.

"Anfei, how can you bear it......" Zuo Sai didn't know where he got the strength to push away his entourage, and a hoarse cry came out of his mouth.

An Fei still stood there quietly, and when this was not the time to argue, he had to find the fatal flaw when he opened his mouth.

The knights of Miorrich's personal guard looked at An Fei, their eyes changed, and they were full of hostility, and they all knew that An Fei and the Marquis of Zose had a conflict, which was a well-known fact! And in the entire Violet City, the only one who could cause this kind of wound was An Fei, who was a dual cultivator of magic and martial arts! Just last night, Erte and those merchants told a lot about An Feiwei's scene, and the flame sword had become a symbol of An Fei.

How Anfei fought with the Marquis of Djose had nothing to do with them, and even they would help Anfei, after all, this was also the goal of Miorrich to Violet, but Anfei shouldn't have killed Sneffru! Just a month ago, Snefello was still their companion who fought side by side, and died in the blink of an eye at the hands of his own people, who is not cold? Who is not angry?

"Blame me...... It's all my fault!" At this moment, the Marquis of Zosse was already in tears: "I shouldn't have let Snefru be my knight, I originally wanted to help him, but who would have thought that it would hurt him, blame me!"

"Anfei gives us an explanation!Who gave you the power to kill people at will?!" one of the Marquis d'Zose's retinue shouted angrily.

"Give us an explanation!" shouted the rest of the entourage.

"Give us an explanation!" several knights of Miorrich's personal guard were incited to shout angrily.

People's emotions are easily stirred, and those who don't have a picker can say that with a picker's emotion, it will be like a spark burning the prairie and out of control! Seeing the crowd slowly approaching Anfei, who was standing there quietly, was like a lonely reef in the wild waves, about to be swallowed up, with a long howl, a cold light, Suzanne was already standing beside Anfei, Chris, Riska and the others all rushed out, and even Niya mixed in the crowd with a sword, and Huiwei, who was forced to join the gang at first, didn't know what magic weapon he took out of the space ring, and the stingy Hagen was no longer stingy, and kept sharing magic potions for everyone.

Tribulations are still good for life, from the beginning when a dozen magicians were leveled by Philip's grandson with a few swordsmen, and now everyone is growing up in the unity of life and death.

"Shut up!" a thunderous roar pierced the sky and shook people's ears, and Mioririch finally burst into a halt that made everyone stop, and even those who wanted to cause more chaos shrank timidly.

"Marquis Zose, you said An Fei killed someone, what evidence is there?" Evidence: Snefru is evidence, they are evidence, and I am evidence!" the Marquis of Djose tore off the gauze on his neck, the wound was torn, and blood gushed out again: "I saw him with my own eyes!"

"I've been with An Fei last night, there's no way he's going to kill someone!" Mioririch said coldly.

"Haha......" Marquis Djose burst out with a miserable laugh: "Miorrich, I know why you say this, Anfei is a student of the great magician Thor, on the one hand, your old friend Imperial Court Seat Magician, on the other hand, a retired subordinate, I am not surprised that you made such a choice!"

When these words were spoken, the knights of Miorrich's personal guard were shocked, and they had a rock-like trust in Miorrich, a trust that could not be easily destroyed, but could be shaken.

Anfei suddenly stopped in front of Mioririch and said with a smile, "Uncle Mioririch asked me to come." ”