After three days of retreat, Yang Ling heard Cassie's screams coming from outside the yard. When he walked out, he saw Goode and the old housekeeper Mulberch and others were there, and basically everyone was here.

"Sir, something big is not good!" Cassie was so anxious that she was sweating profusely, "If you don't come out again, something is going to happen in Shangri-La Hotel!"

Something big happened? Could it be that the mercenaries went to war directly in Shangri-La?

Seeing Cassi being anxious and incoherent, Yang Ling couldn't help but look solemn. If the two sides openly fight in Shangri-La, it means that the situation is so severe that it is uncontrollable and there is no room for recovery.

Seeing that Yang Ling's face was solemn, and Cassie couldn't explain it clearly for a while, Goode coughed gently and started to speak concisely.

It turned out that the situation became increasingly tense during the past few days of his retreat. The warriors of the Bantu Empire and the Ross Empire openly started wars everywhere, fighting one-on-one, fighting, assassinating and poisoning, and doing everything they could torture the entire Weisen Town into a bloody storm.

For safety reasons, mercenaries and adventurers living in tents flocked to Shangri-La, fearing that they would be accidentally killed when they were stationed in the wild.

Shangri-La's guest rooms are limited. In order to grab a bed, mercenaries quarreled constantly. The ordinary guest rooms with ten black crystal coins a day were actually fryed by them to 100 black crystal coins a day. If they couldn't grab a bed or were short of money, many mercenaries and adventurers simply set up tents in front of Shangri-La's gate, or found a place in the hotel and lay down casually.

It would be fine if there were too many people, but in the past two days, many mercenaries of serious injuries and unknown origins flocked to Shangri-La to take refuge, and a large group of black-armored warriors followed him. Although they were not afraid to start a massacre in the hotel for the time being, they were blocked at the door all day long and the situation became increasingly serious.

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

Yang Ling smiled coldly, but he didn't expect these guys to be so bold. After pondering for a while, he summoned the unicorn and turned over and rode up. "Cassi, summon your warriors and follow me to Shangri-La, hurry up!"

"Sir, the situation is serious, so you must not act rashly!" Seeing Yang Ling preparing to make a big move, Goode quickly persuaded him.

"Good, because the situation is serious, we must take action." Yang Ling patted the unicorn beneath him and said, "If we don't take action, the black-armored warrior will only think that we are timid and will become more and more presumptuous in our actions. At that time, that will be really out of control!"

After waiting for a while, seeing that Cassie was almost ready, Yang Ling rushed out like a gust of the unicorn. Behind him, Cassie led many guards to follow closely, and Good, Mulberch and others also rode a horse to follow.

Before we arrived at Shangri-La, we saw a large group of black-armored warriors surrounding Shangri-La's gate from afar. Some people waved their sharp swords and roared loudly, some people tied torches on their bows and arrows, and rode horses around Shangri-La to instigate, as if they were preparing to burn the hotel to ashes. At the same time, bursts of crying and screams came from the hotel, but looking at the many vicious black-armored warriors, no one dared to rush out.

How

Soon, the unicorn's cry attracted the attention of the black-armored warrior. Soon, a guy with the appearance of a leader came up surrounded by the guards, "Sir Yang, please stay!"

"Give me a reason to let your lives go!" Yang Ling looked coldly at the black-armored warrior leader who was approaching, and after pinching a handprint, he summoned the army of monsters continuously.

Looking at the dead wood warrior who was more than ten meters tall and thorny all over his body, looking at the evil eyes that were quickly arrayed and the horned bee beasts that were hovering back and forth quickly, the black-armored warrior leader was shocked and swallowed with difficulty. Unexpectedly, Yang Ling was ready to do something without saying anything.

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

"Sir, this is a misunderstanding, we"

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

"Hmph, looking for death!" Yang Ling snorted coldly, signaling the evil eye to attack immediately, giving the other party a warning. Suddenly, dense light bullets fell on the black-armored warrior like raindrops. In just a moment, dozens of black-armored warriors were added to the ground.

"You, okay, go!" Seeing that Yang Ling was strong and had no softness, the leading black-armored warrior was shocked and angry. He quickly turned around and ordered the warriors to retreat immediately, and soon disappeared into the depths of the woods in shame.

Facing Yang Ling's huge army of monsters, the leading black-armored warriors knew that without a large number of magicians to help the war, they were definitely not Yang Ling's opponents. Not to mention anything else, just a group of evil eyes would be enough to drink a pot by themselves. They were going to wait for the reinforcements to arrive in Visen Town in two days before they could find Yang Ling to take revenge and let him taste the power of the Black-armored Army of the Bantu Empire.

Seeing the black-armored warriors leaving quickly, cheers came from the hotel. At this moment, both the merchants who came to hunt for gold, the mercenaries and adventurers, they all believed that Shangri-La was the safest refuge in Weisen Town.

After putting away the army of monsters, Yang Ling walked slowly into Shangri-La, responding to people's greetings while walking. After two rounds, he wanted to leave, but unexpectedly, he accidentally saw a familiar figure, graceful and graceful.

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

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

Since he met in the Trass Forest, he has tricked indirectly and cleverly learned the name of the masked female mage from Sophia. If he guessed correctly, the mage Michelle and the knight Cruise should be the messengers of the Holy See. Cruise is proud and indifferent, but Michelle is enthusiastic and intimate. After getting familiar with it, you may be able to find out some secrets about the treasure of the dragon from her.

Due to rumors that the treasure of dragons was found in the Tras Forest, more and more mercenaries and adventurers pouring into the town of Wiesen, and the situation became increasingly chaotic. Only by mastering comprehensive information can you take the initiative. The Holy See's envoys with prominent backgrounds must have mastered a lot of inside information, and Yang Ling would not miss any opportunity.

After turning around, looking at Yang Ling with a spring breeze on his face, Mi Xueer's face turned slightly red. Yang Ling gave her a special feeling. Although she was not very handsome, both her lazy smile and her unique dark eyes showed a very unique charm.

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

"No problem. If it's convenient, welcome the lady to visit Weisen Castle!" Yang Ling paused and said, "Sofia has been caring about you during this period. If you can visit Weisen Castle, she will definitely be very happy!"

"Hmph, what's the rare thing about a broken castle!" Seeing Yang Ling staring at Michelle tightly, Cruise was furious. For some reason, when he saw Yang Ling, he felt a little irritated, as if he was uncomfortable all over.

"Yes, it's just a broken castle, so I only invited Miss Michelle." Looking at Cruise's eyes that were almost spitting out of fire, Yang Ling smiled disdainfully and said in a pretentious manner: "This big, big knight, my family is not in good condition, so I can't afford you, the big knight in the tortoise shell!"

The Great Knight of Turtle Shell?

The heavy armor of Skye, which the Pope personally blessed, was actually called Turtle Shell by him?

Looking at Yang Ling who was smiling, and then looking at Cruise whose face was redder than pig liver, Michelle burst into laughter. Over the years, after knowing Cruise's identity, people have been respectful to him. Yang Ling is so good that he has made him so angry that he almost vomited blood.

"You, you bastard, I want to duel with you!" Cruise gritted his teeth, raised his sharp black iron spear with a 'huh', wishing he could stab a few holes in Yang Ling.

"Hehe, I'm sorry, my hands are used to kill people, not pigs, I won't be with you!" Yang Ling smiled coldly, shook his head, turned around and walked out, walked a few steps, and turned around and said, "By the way, I'm sorry, because the guest rooms are tight, I can only arrange one guest room for the time being. I think, this great turtle shell knight, don't mind how many days of sleep on the floor, right?"

Sleeping on the floor?

With his noble status, he actually wanted to squeeze the floor like a group of refugees, stinky mercenaries all over the body?

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

Looking at Yang Ling who was leaving, Cruise was so angry that he almost vomited blood, but in front of the beautiful Michelle, in order to maintain the so-called knight image, he could only desperately suppress the volcanic eruption. He secretly swore that one day he would pull down Yang Ling's hateful tongue and then step on it hard, like crushing an ant to make him unable to turn over.

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