After three days of retreat, as soon as he opened his eyes, Yang Ling heard Cassie's cry outside the courtyard. When I went out to take a look, I saw that Goode and the old butler Mulberch and others were there, and everyone was basically here.

"My lord, it's not good!" Cassie was sweating profusely, "If you don't come out again, something will happen to Shangri-La Hotel!"

Could it be that the mercenaries are directly fighting in Shangri-La?

Seeing that Cassie was so anxious that he was incoherent, Yang Ling couldn't help but look solemn. If the two sides of the melee openly fight in Shangri-La, it means that the situation has become so grim that it is out of control, and there is no room for recovery.

Seeing that Yang Ling's face was solemn, and Cassie couldn't speak clearly for a while while under anxiety, Goode coughed lightly and said concisely.

It turned out that in the past few days of his retreat and cultivation, the situation has become more and more tense. The warriors of the Bantu Empire and the Rus Empire openly fought everywhere, fighting alone, beating in groups, assassinating and poisoning, and did everything they could, causing the entire town of Wessen to be in a bloody storm.

For safety, mercenaries and adventurers living in tents flocked to Shangri-La, lest they be killed by mistake while stationed in the wild.

Shangri-La's rooms are limited, and in order to grab a bed, the mercenaries quarrel constantly, and the ordinary rooms with ten black crystal coins a day were actually fried by them to a hundred black crystal coins a day. Unable to secure a bed or shy, many mercenaries and adventurers simply set up tents in front of the gates of Shangri-La, or found a place in the hotel and lay down casually.

It's okay to squeeze too many people, but in the past two days, many mercenaries who were seriously injured and of unknown origin also poured into Shangri-La for refuge, and a large group of black-armored warriors followed after them. Although he didn't dare to kill in the hotel for the time being, the situation became more and more serious because he was blocking the door all day long.

A large group of black-armored warriors blocked the gates of Shangri-La?

Yang Ling smiled coldly, he didn't expect these guys to be so bold, he summoned the unicorn out after a moment of silence, turned over and rode up, "Cassie, gather your warriors, follow me to Shangri-La, quick!"

"My lord, the situation is grim, don't act rashly!" Seeing that Yang Ling was about to make a big move, Goode hurriedly persuaded him.

"Goode, because the situation is serious, we must do something. Yang Ling patted the unicorn under him and said, "If we don't do it again, the black-armored warriors will only think that we are cowardly, and we will act more and more presumptuously." That's when it's really out of control!"

After waiting for a while, seeing that Cassie was almost ready, Yang Ling clamped the unicorn's abdomen and rushed out like a gust of wind. Behind him, Cassie followed closely with a large number of guards, and Goode and Mulberch and others also rode up.

Before I arrived at Shangri-La, I saw a large group of black-armored warriors surrounding the gate of Shangri-La from a distance. Some roared loudly with their sharp swords, others tied torches to their bows and arrows, and rode horses around Shangri-La, as if preparing a fire to burn the inn to ashes. At the same time, there were bursts of cries and screams from inside the hotel, but no one dared to rush out of the crowd of fierce black-armored warriors.

Skee

Soon, the unicorn's cry caught the attention of the black-armored samurai. Soon, a leader-looking guy greeted him surrounded by guards, "Lord Yang, please stay!"

"Give me a reason to spare your life!" Yang Ling looked coldly at the leader of the black-armored warriors who came up, and after pinching a handprint, he summoned the army of demonic beasts out one after another.

Looking at the deadwood warriors who were more than ten meters tall and stabbing all over their bodies, looking at the evil eyes that were rapidly arrayed and the horned bee beasts that were circling back and forth quickly, the leader of the black-armored warriors was shocked and swallowed his saliva with difficulty, but he didn't expect Yang Ling to prepare to do it directly without saying a word.

After quietly grabbing a handful of witch talismans, Yang Ling said coldly: "I'll count three times and give me a reason to spare your life, otherwise"

"My lord, this is a misunderstanding, we"

Originally, the leading black-armored warrior wanted to say a few more words, but seeing the cold light in Yang Ling's eyes, in the distance, Cassie led a group of cavalry to rush over, and couldn't help but become more and more nervous.

"Hmph, look for death!" Yang Ling snorted coldly, signaling the evil eye to attack immediately, giving the other party a dismount. Suddenly, dense light bullets rained down on the black-armored warriors, and in just a few moments, there were dozens of black-armored warriors on the ground.

"You, okay, let's go!" Seeing that Yang Ling was strong and did not eat soft and hard, the leading black-armored warrior was shocked and angry. Quickly turning around, he ordered the samurai to retreat immediately, and soon disappeared into the depths of the woods.

In the face of Yang Ling's huge army of demonic beasts, the leading black-armored warriors knew that without a large number of magicians to help them fight, they were definitely not Yang Ling's opponents. If nothing else, that group of evil eyes is enough to drink a pot of their own. I plan to wait for the reinforcements to arrive in Weisen Town in two days, and then find Yang Ling to take revenge, so that he can taste the power of the Black Armor Army of the Bantu Empire.

Seeing the black-armored samurai quickly leaving, there was a burst of cheers from inside the hotel. At this moment, whether it is the merchants who come to pan for gold, or the mercenaries and adventurers, they are all convinced that Shangri-La is the safest refuge in the town of Wiesen.

After putting away the army of Warcraft, Yang Ling walked slowly into Shangri-La, responding to people's greetings as he walked. After turning around twice, I wanted to stride away, but unexpectedly, I accidentally saw a familiar figure, slender and slim.

Looking at the masked female mage Michelle's slender legs and boneless waist, he finally understood what the golden section point was and what the scenery was. The only regret is that she saw the fly-like knight beside her.

"Miss Michelle, I didn't expect us to meet again!" Yang Ling smiled, "Thanks to your great help last time, otherwise, Sophia would be in trouble!"

Ever since they met him in the Tras Forest, he had subtly learned the masked mage's name from Sophia. If they were not mistaken, the mage Michelle and the knight Cruise should be the emissaries of the Holy See. Cruise is proud and aloof, but Michelle is warm and kind, and once you get acquainted with her, you may be able to learn some secrets about the dragon's treasures.

Due to rumors that a dragon treasure has been found in the Truss Forest, more and more mercenaries and adventurers are pouring into the town of Wissen, and the situation is becoming more and more chaotic. Only by mastering comprehensive information can we take the initiative, and the envoys of the Holy See with prominent backgrounds must have mastered a lot of inside information, and Yang Ling will not miss any opportunity.

Turning around, looking at Yang Ling who was full of spring breeze, and looking at his eyes staring at him tightly, Michelle's face was slightly red. Yang Ling gave her a very special feeling, although she was not very handsome, but whether it was a lazy smile or a different pitch-black eye, she showed a very unique charm.

"Lord Yang, you're welcome, that's what we should do!" After taking a deep breath, Michelle quickly calmed down, "By the way, Lord Yang, can you help find two guest rooms?" There are too many injured mercenaries recently, I need to treat them nearby!"

"No problem, if it's convenient, welcome Miss to Weisen Castle!" Yang Ling paused and said: "During this time, Sophia has been concerned about you, if you can be a guest at Weisen Castle, she will definitely be very happy!"

"Hmph, a broken castle, what's so rare!" Seeing Yang Ling staring at Michelle tightly, Cruise was furious. For some reason, as soon as I saw Yang Ling, I felt irritable, as if I was uncomfortable.

"Yes, it's just a broken castle, so I only invited Miss Michelle. Looking at Cruise's eyes that were about to erupt fire, Yang Ling smiled disdainfully, and pretended to say: "This big, big knight, my family's conditions are not good, so I can't afford to invite you, a turtle shell knight!"

Turtle Shell Knight?

The heavy armor of the Knight of Skye, who was personally blessed by the Pope, was actually called a turtle shell by him?

Looking at Yang Ling who was smiling, and then at Cruise, whose face was redder than pork liver, Michelle smiled. Over the years, after knowing Cruise's identity, people have all respected him, Yang Ling is good, and he is so angry that he almost vomits blood three times.

"You, you bastard, I'm going to duel with you!" Cruise gritted his teeth and raised his sharp Xuantie spear with a 'whew', eager to poke a few holes in Yang Ling's body.

"Hehe, I'm sorry, my hands are used to kill people, not pigs, so I don't accompany you!" Yang Ling smiled coldly, shook his head, turned around and walked out, and after walking a few steps, he turned around and said, "By the way, I'm sorry, due to the shortage of guest rooms, only one guest room can be arranged for the time being." I suppose this great knight of the tortoiseshell doesn't mind sleeping on the floor for a few days, does he?"

Sleeping on the floor?

With his noble status, he actually wants to be like a group of refugees, stinky mercenaries squeezing the floor?

"Bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

Looking at Yang Ling in the distance, Cruise was so angry that he almost vomited blood, but in front of the beautiful Michelle, in order to maintain the so-called knightly image, he could only desperately suppress the anger of the volcanic eruption. He secretly swore that one day he would pull Yang Ling's hateful tongue off, and then step on it so hard that he would never be able to turn over like crushing an ant.

[Recommend a friend's book "Supreme Hongmeng", ISBN: 1011365.]

The legend is a very yy, very cool book, basically there is no psychological burden, brothers can go and see it, adjust your appetite,^_^]

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