Chapter 115: Sacred Flame Matchless

The Red Light District of Snow Slave City.

It was noon, the scorching sun was so proud that it showed its power, the wide, straight black dirt road exuded a pungent smell of burnt as if it had been burned, there was not a trace of wind, and the air was full of heat and stuffiness.

However, in such a hot weather, the streets are still bustling. As far as the eye can see, there are crowds of people dressed in strange costumes. Most of them wandered through the streets of inns of all sizes, apparently coming to stay overnight.

Jingxin Hotel is one of the few hotels in Hongdeng District. However, unlike the hustle and bustle of other inns, its front door was unusually deserted and empty.

And this of course comes from the fact that the propaganda frog in front of it holds up a billboard that reads: "This store is full, no visitors!" and therefore, the hostess of the inn can relax for a while. No, a good-looking welcome lady was lazily leaning against the door, looking at the street with beautiful eyes.

Of course, at this moment, the young lady's thoughts were completely different from her calm appearance: "Oh, is that a warrior of the beast clan? how can a man have such developed muscles? I wonder if he is also ...... underneath."

"Look! That's not Matchless-sama!"

"Wow! That's not ...... The Flame Warlocks of the Blasters?"

............

Just as the welcome lady was wandering out of the world, a sudden burst of exclamations from the crowd not far away, which made her stand up and look into the distance.

Following her gaze, she saw that the originally crowded crowd suddenly opened a way. The first thing that catches your eye is three white horses, their proud heads held high, their graceful manes shaking, and the strength of every muscle in their bodies attracts everyone's attention.

However, the man on the horse was more eye-catching in comparison, and on the back of the steed was a dazzling beautiful man: short fiery red hair, brown eyes, and a crimson robe made him shine brighter than the sun.

On the horses flanked by the beautiful men, there were two women wearing veils. Although their faces cannot be seen, their graceful posture all proves their noble temperament.

The three horses were followed by a neatly formed procession of about a hundred men, all of whom were of various sizes, but they all had a strange feature: they wore thick red armor, and in their right hand they held a staff with a round red crystal on their head.

In short, against the backdrop of the scorching sun, this team is as striking as a flame.

"Oh my God, there is such a beautiful man in this world!" countless stars burst out of Miss Yingbin's foolish eyes, and it was obvious that her girlish heart was impressed by the appearance of the beautiful man.

The beautiful man is the unequaled lord of the holy fire clan, and because the welcome lady is a new migrant worker, she naturally doesn't know his prestige, but the others are different, and it can be seen from their excited shouts that they are hot and adore the unequaled adult.

"Flame Warriors, Flame Warriors!" the crowd cheered enthusiastically, but Peerless kept a grim face, not responding to the audience's enthusiasm at all.

However, as the three horses passed by the elaborate inn, Musou made an astonishing move. I saw him pull the reins of the horse and wave his right hand.

And with his movements, the three men who were in the front of the procession quickly ran to the three horses, and bent down, and they actually fell on their knees on the hot ground. And Wushuang and the two women took the backs of the three as steps, stepped on their backs sideways, and dismounted gracefully.

Wushuang's behavior, which seemed to Yexin to be a curse for trampling on human rights, attracted even more cheers from the people, of course, they were only excited that the Venerable Flame Lord actually dismounted and stayed here.

"Oh my God, Lord Flame, do you want to stay?" and when he saw Wushuang after dismounting and walking towards the Meditation Hotel, there was an uproar in the crowd.

And with the approach of Wushuang, Miss Ying's thoughts were even more excited:

"Oh my God? He's approaching me? He's going to stay there? Wait, no, he should have seen the billboard? Ah, no, how can someone as powerful as him care if it's full or not......"

Besides, the three people who were kneeling on the ground only got up one after another when Wushuang and the others landed on the ground, and under another gesture from Wushuang without looking back, they respectfully led the horses to stand in place, and their faces were not a trace of humiliation and resentment, but full of pride, obviously it was their greatest honor to be the human flesh pad for the Holy Fire Lord to dismount.

And these people who made the night core spray undignified resolutely aroused the public anger of the heavens, only to see when Wushuang passed by the propaganda frog and was about to approach Miss Welcome.

"Woo ......" In the roar of a gloomy wind, a dark cloud suddenly gathered from the distant sky, and only in the next moment, the dark cloud covered the entire sky.

"Neigh...... "In the midst of the neighing of horses, night suddenly came!

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The Meditation Hotel, a simple and elegant hall, is extremely splendid, and its warm color decoration is just right, which is amazing! Especially the faint musk that lingers from time to time, all of which reveal the noble elegance of the owner.

On the floor of the room is a roll of bamboo mats, on which sit two beautiful women, one a seductive and the other a small and lovely girl.

"Sister Su, my core core was definitely seduced by your fox here, I saw it with my own eyes. Tell me who that vixen is, how did she use her magic to confuse Xinxin, and where does she live?" the girl asked, blinking her big red eyes.

The girl was March, and when she caught her husband (Nightcore) cheating on the fox, she wanted to rush into the scene and make a big noise, but she didn't, because she knew that if she did that, it would only increase Nightcore's disgust with herself!

Therefore, March can only silently watch the departure of Nightcore and Xiaosan, and she can only cry alone and bear the pain, she thinks of all kinds of pasts with Nightcore: the fate of the little witch and the little devil Nightcore, to the fairy tale of the strange prince Nightcore rescuing the little witch from the frog prince, and then to the ......

However, after almost a century of sadness, March suddenly woke up: she is an invincible little witch, and she will let herself be defeated by a sassy vixen?

Are you kidding!

March shook her head, and after throwing away the idea that "after being robbed of her sweetheart by the little fox, the yellow-faced old witch got drunk all day long, and finally died of depression!", she quickly made a perfect plan.

And the first step in the plan, of course, is the enemy's intelligence, specifically: to inquire about the origin of this vixen. Because of this, there is the current scene.

The Sister Su in March's mouth is the proprietress of the Jingxin Hotel: Su Yan, at this time, her long hair is messy, her pretty face is full of tiredness, and she also plays Hache from time to time, obviously serious sleep deprivation.