The door of the chamber of commerce was closed, and the huge attic and backyard were dark. Instead of the bustle of servants, it was as quiet as a ghost. Only dim candlelight came from the window of a guest room on the east side of the yard.
Yolanda hugged her knees and curled up on the chair, staring blankly at the dancing candlelight, wondering what she was thinking. The butler Tiger standing by sighed and advised: "President, you'd better get going, Mr.
The president has also returned to the valley. What are you doing here in this empty place? I can just wait here alone for Master Fengtie to come back. The city is in such chaos now. If anything happens to you, I will
How should I explain it to the old president!"
Yolanda said nothing, a bitter look appeared on her face. In the flickering candlelight, a face of a young man with a bad smile appeared. The young man smacked his lips and smiled at Yolanda.
He chanted: "The slenderness is reduced to your satisfaction, and it is shortened and fit. If the shoulders are cut into shape, the waist is as plain as it should be. The neck is extended and the neck is beautiful, and the luster is revealed. The fragrance is not added, and the lead is beautiful. The clouds are bunned in E'e, and the eyebrows are trimmed together. Dan
The lips are bright on the outside, the teeth are white on the inside, the eyes are bright and good at gazing, and the dimples support the power. The appearance is beautiful, the appearance is quiet and the body is leisurely. The tenderness is charming, and the words are charming. The clothes are unique and the bones are like the pictures."
Recalling these splendid compliments, Yolanda began to smile. The man suddenly put on a cold look again, and said to Yolanda: "How can you be both beautiful and intelligent? I think you are only seriously ill.
Please, don't give it away!" Yolanda burst out laughing and said to herself: "You are really a heartless little bastard, but I did something wrong in this matter, so I forgive you.
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The face in the flames flickered, as if it was about to disappear at any time. Yolanda exclaimed and stretched out her delicate hand to touch the man's face. Suddenly, there was a burning pain in her fingertips, and her wrist was
A rough big hand clenched tightly, and an anxious call came from her ears. Yolanda suddenly woke up and realized that she had lost consciousness.
"President, President, what are you doing, President?" Tiger saw that Yolanda's fingers had touched the flame without knowing it. He quickly called out in a low voice and pulled Yolanda's hand back, sighing in his heart.
: It seems that Yolanda has a deep love for that bastard little nobleman named Feng Tie, and she still misses her wholeheartedly. What good is that boy? Feng Tie’s whole face appeared in Tiger’s mind.
With a sly smile on her face, she secretly felt unworthy of Yolanda.
"President, I think you are still..."
"Stop trying to persuade me." Yolanda interrupted Tiger and sighed quietly, "If I wanted to leave, I would have gone back with my father a long time ago. I still want to wait here."
"What are you waiting for?" Tiger said helplessly, "Now the Chamber of Commerce has ceased to exist in name only, and all the items accumulated in the attic over the years have been given to the palace and the elders of the Presbyterian Church. Could it be that you..."
"I know what you want to say, Tiger." Yolanda said lightly, "Yes, I admit, I can't let go of Feng Tie. I want to wait here to see him and see him come back safe and sound.
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Tiger sighed, and the protector couldn't help but secretly hate Feng Tie. He gritted his teeth and said coldly to Yolanda: "The old president made it very clear that Feng Tie didn't know what he touched.
The agency was involved in the mysterious barrier inside the palace. Is it possible that the people who entered there would come back alive? It is said that the chief fortune teller of the Fortune Teller Guild barely escaped from the barrier back then without saying a word.
He was killed on the spot. With the weight of that little nobleman, in my opinion, hum!"
"Stop talking!" Yolanda screamed, burying her head deeply into her knees as if she didn't dare to touch reality. Tiger only wanted to provoke Yolanda out of danger, so he spoke out to expose Yolanda.
The lies she had spun for herself, seeing Yolanda in pain at this moment, made her feel unbearable.
Tiger gently combed Yolanda's watery brown hair with his thick fingers, and said distressedly: "Tiger has watched you grow up, and you have grown up like a proud princess. You have never been right.
The man has been in love before, but this time, you made such a choice, desperately helping him, trying your best to get close to him, no matter what kind of person Feng Tie is, whether he is a playboy or a hero, as long as you
Like, we all support you, but you have to learn to accept the reality, he will never come back. You know, be obedient and go back to the Lihua Valley to find the old president. I think the old president will try to dilute it with fatherly love.
The sadness in your heart, go back Yolanda, go back."
Yolanda could no longer control her sadness and sobbed softly, then she threw herself into Tiger's arms and cried loudly. Tiger caressed her shoulders and back lovingly like a loving father, and she cried like a helpless child.
Helping children.
At this time, Feng Tie was being chased by a small group of light cavalry like a lost dog, running at full speed through the maze-like back alleys.
This team of cavalry has only twelve people, who are specifically responsible for finding escaped mercenaries in this area and killing them, in case anyone escapes from the Kingdom of Wolf alive and passes the news on. The twelve cavalry are in groups of four.
Walking back and forth in the dark in the area, once they encounter the target, they will send out a signal, and the other two groups will hear the news. Unfortunately, Feng Tie was discovered by one of the groups at the corner of a dark street. Feng Tie wanted to
Feng Tie ran away, but was forced back into the alley by four cavalrymen with sharp broadswords. Feng Tie turned around and ran away. Before he could run a few steps, another two groups of cavalry at the other end of the alley blocked the exit. Feng Tie was
If you catch a turtle in an urn, it will be hard to fly even if it has wings.
Feng Tie smiled bitterly and looked at the five or six meter high stone walls on both sides of the alley. He thought that he would not be able to jump up even if he risked his life. He made a decision in desperation, made a mental decision and turned back, heading towards the weaker group of four.
He rushed over, trying to open a gap and escape.
As Feng Tie dragged the scimitar and ran forward, the mysterious aura in his body began to flow endlessly along the veins, providing Feng Tie with powerful strength. The four cavalry were the first to bear the brunt, and they inserted the broad swords back into their backs and took them off.
The Chang Ge hanging on the horse's side tilted its front finger, urging the horse to head towards Feng Tie. The eight cavalrymen behind Feng Tie also chased after him, their swords gleaming with cold light, trying to trap Feng Tie alive in the middle.
Seeing the approaching crisis, Feng Tie, who was on the verge of life and death, suddenly shouted loudly, and the breath in his body reached its peak, stimulating an indomitable and powerful momentum. The speed increased sharply, and the breath passed from the fingertips to the scimitar connected with flesh and blood, and then from the scimitar.
The flow returned to the body, and after one cycle, the breath became stronger. The scimitar in Feng Tie's hand felt the master's crisis, and it buzzed. The blade of the blade slightly glowed with dark red blood, flowing through Feng Tie's arm and throughout his body, like
The fighting spirit is equally brilliant.
The four cavalry attacking from the front were actually not weak, and they seemed to be proficient in the art of combined attacks. Seeing this situation, they burst out with fighting spirit. The fine iron long swords that had been infused with fighting spirit stood straight, and the four long swords were adjusted to
Different heights and angles attacked every vital part of Feng Tie's body with an invincible momentum.
Seeing that Feng Tie was about to run in front of the horse, the scimitar in his hand also changed from pointing forward to pointing up. He suddenly jumped up high, twisting his waist and holding his chest in mid-air. He barely managed to avoid two long swords, and the scimitar in his hand suddenly shot up.
The regiment's elite waved repeatedly to block the attacks of the other two cavalrymen. He bent his knees sideways and hit the breastplate of the cavalryman in the middle with one knee. In order to facilitate the dexterity of movement in the narrow street, the cavalrymen
The armors on their bodies were all made of leather and could not provide much defensive effect. At this time, the cavalryman felt as if his chest was hit by a heavy hammer, and he fell off the horse on his back. Fengtie took advantage of the situation and put his toes on the horse's back, and his body shape
He ran out of the alley without any hesitation.
The alley was too narrow, and it was difficult for the four cavalrymen to turn around immediately. The eight cavalrymen who were charging forward were blocked by their companions, and they were confused for a while. However, the cavalrymen were well-trained after all, and there was a brief chaos.
After that, they re-adjusted their formation, dispersed, and reorganized into groups of two. They sent a signal to the cleaners in other areas that they needed help, and then ran into the crisscrossed alleys to chase and intercept Feng Tie. Feng Tie, who had just escaped, was very
He was soon stopped by two cavalrymen, who called on their companions to surround Feng Tie.
Feng Tie groaned secretly in his heart.
All this time, Feng Tie has never systematically learned any martial arts, nor does he know any moves, let alone fighting spirit. He was only attracted by Master Abigail's energy at the auction, and fused with the energy in the sheepskin book
The qi training technique described produces an aura similar to fighting spirit in the body. In fact, this breath is fundamentally different from fighting spirit. Fighting spirit can be attached to fists, feet and weapons to directly cause damage to the opponent, while Feng Tie
The breath in the body can only maximize the physical strength through continuous operation, so every battle of Feng Tie relies on a fierce courage to fight. There is no rules in the battle, and he can save the day in life and death battles.
It was simply a stroke of luck.
Feng Tie was chased by more and more cavalrymen who gathered behind him like a ghost. He secretly cursed Count Nicholas who he met when he first entered Wolf: "Why are you playing tricks with me and saying that you gave me that gift?"
What is the all-powerful use of blood sausage? I drank half the bottle in one breath. It had no effect except that I sprouted a pair of ugly little black wings. Now I am not being chased like a stray dog.
I’m out of breath!”
Feng Tie was about to walk out of the dark street. In front of him was the Wolf Warrior Street where he was attacked when he entered the palace. The pursuers behind him were getting closer and closer. Several cavalrymen relied on their amazing physical strength, shouting and throwing the Chang Ge in their hands.
, several cold rays of light pierced Feng Tie's vest. Feng Tie was running fast when he suddenly felt the sound of breaking wind coming from behind him. Having encountered life and death situations many times, Feng Tie had already perfected his ability to escape, so he did not panic and adjusted his steps.
He swayed to the side, flipped forward in a somersault close to the ground, and fell down in the center of the long street after being exhausted.
Feng Tie was exhausted for a while and lay on the ground panting violently. His chest felt like it was going to explode and there was a burning pain. However, the sound of horse hooves behind him got closer and closer. Feng Tie could only grit his teeth and get up, and sprinted away.
Towards a shop across the long street. With a "bang" sound, Feng Tie broke through the window lattice made of wooden strips and entered through the window. The room was dark. Feng Tie calmed down a little, and his eyes gradually adapted to the darkness in the room.
The faint moonlight filtering through the window rushed into the backyard of the shop.
Tonight, Dema City has become a hell on earth. Scenes of battles between large groups of soldiers and scattered mercenaries can be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys. The streets are littered with corpses, which are carried away by soldiers who rush over in a blink of an eye.
The civilians were so frightened that they closed their doors and hid in their homes, not daring to come out. Feng Tie walked around a big tree in the backyard, kicked open the door of a lighted room and broke in. The lights in the house were like beans, and there was a person on the low bed.
The elderly couple were looking at Feng Tie, the evil guest who had broken into the door, in horror. They hugged each other and shivered in fear. Feng Tie smiled awkwardly and said, "Is that the back door?"
The old man shivered and pointed at the narrow wooden door where Feng Tie's eyes were, and nodded. Feng Tie smiled gratefully at the two men, and suddenly knocked the two old men unconscious with the handle of his knife, and then flew into the air.
He kicked the wooden door into pieces with his feet, turned back to the courtyard, jumped onto a slightly lower and thick branch, climbed a few times, and disappeared into the lush branches and leaves.