Central Land.

Two days passed soon.

That afternoon, the convoy departing from Emerald Castle had arrived at the destination of the trip.

Zhulian Castle.

This is a fortress that uses vermilion as the main color from buildings to the city walls. If the fortress looks down from the sky, it is like a blooming red lotus.

The fortress has several urban areas, each of which is a "petal" surrounded by the central urban area as the "buds".

Entering the fortress, Tianyang discovered that the city's buildings were towering, magnificent, with red walls and yellow tiles, and roofs were like hillsides, which were extremely atmospheric.

Today, Mo Ya and Tianyang, the young master of the "Golden Warhammer", shared a car with him and enthusiastically introduced him: "The building of Zhulian Castle is designed to imitate the style of a house in the opposite world, adopting a symmetrical pattern, which is quite famous in the Central and Mainland."

"Although they do not have their own Clav Gate, the War Church is in this fortress in Central Land, so the economy here is very developed. There are many merchants coming and going, and many of them are believers of the Lord of War who come to pilgrimage."

"By the way, the duel will be held tomorrow. In the 'Zhu Tiankong Stadium', I have booked a hotel next to the duel arena. There is a high-altitude viewing platform in the hotel. We don't even have to go to the duel to watch the entire duel."

Tianyang was slightly shining, and was surprised at the same time. He didn't expect this duel to be so sensational. It seems that this should have something to do with the publicity of the War Church. In other words, the War Church never thought that it would lose, otherwise it would not have been so ostentatious.

After a while, I arrived at the hotel booked by Moya. The "Sea of ​​Flowers" Hotel can be said to be the largest and most luxurious hotel in the fortress. Just that gate just needs to catch up with the fortress's gate.

There were people coming and going at the gate, which was very lively. It seemed that because of tomorrow's duel, there were two sentences in the three words of the pedestrians entering and leaving, and the words "duel" were inseparable from the word "duel". The expressions were excited during conversation.

When he arrived at the lobby, he had his own personnel from the "Golden Warhammer" to go through the procedures. Mo Ya was with Tianyang. When talking about tomorrow's arrangements, it seemed that he had already planned it, which saved Tianyang a lot of effort.

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While waiting for check-in, Tianyang noticed that Qianhong looked at the side from time to time, as if there was an invisible person standing next to her.

Tianyang quietly hit Xun next to him and asked in a low voice: "Is Qianhong a little strange these days?"

Xun looked at him curiously: "Why do you ask that?"

Tianyang shrugged his shoulders: "I always feel that she is absent-minded, and she is always very tired every day. Don't you live with her? Will she sleep well at night?"

Jung said angrily: "You want to know why you don't come tonight, so you'll know everything."

Tianyang smiled embarrassedly. Since he woke up the weather, he took time to improve and experience his weather every night. When he came back, it was almost dawn, so he did not live in the same room with Xun to avoid disturbing their rest.

Now that Xun was talking about it, Tianyang could only shut up obediently. He decided not to respond when he was in the wrong.

At this moment, a quarrel sounded at the reception desk where the procedures were handled, and someone was pushed to the ground. Tianyang glanced at it and it was the person around Mo Ya.

Mo Ya also noticed this, suddenly stood up, smiled at Tianyang, and said, "Sir, please rest, I'll come when I go."

The tall young man winked at Qiu Ding, the old man understood and nodded and accompanied the young master to the reception desk.

At the reception desk, a young man from the 'Golden Warhammer' stood up and pointed to the dozens of luxuriously dressed men and women in front of him and said, "Do you guys be reasonable or not. This is the room we booked in advance. Why do you want to give it to you?"

A young man who looked in his early twenties and was white and fat, walked out and sneered, "If you let the room be given out, you will be worthy of you. In Zhulian Castle, no one can give Mr. Jiang Zhao a little bit of a thin face, let alone you guys with faces."

"Just, the house we booked is that even if the lord of Zhulian Castle comes, there is no right to ask us to give it up. What kind of young masters and young masters are you? You have to book the top floor, why don't you buy it from the beginning? I'll show off a few stinky money until now. I think you, Young Master Jiang, is just like this."

The mercenary group traveled around the world, and had never seen any storms or people. If you talk about swearing, these people are experts. Even this young man who has just joined the corps has the ability to speak eloquently.

The fat young man obviously wanted to stand up for Mr. Jiang to leave a good impression on him. As a result, he didn't get the benefits, but instead asked someone to rob him of the white man, which made Mr. Jiang lose face.

Immediately, he felt that many people behind him had already laughed gloatingly, and felt like a clown. He was born in the Dagui family, but he could not bear this kind of anger. With a curse, he shouted to the two guards next to him: "Take this kid out for me!"

The two guards were about to step forward, and someone shouted, "Stop!"

Everyone looked at it and saw a tall young man and a white-haired old man coming over.

"Young Master."

Mo Ya nodded to his people, signaled to hand it over to himself, and then looked at the young men and women: "Everyone, I am Mo Ya of the 'Golden Warhammer' Corps. I would like to give you a gift. Let's just forget about this. I'll treat you to a meal later. Do you think this is good?"

He said this very politely, not mentioning the loss of his own people at all, showing his ability.

The name of the "Golden Warhammer" corps was also brought up. As a famous mercenary group in the Central Land, the name "Golden Warhammer" still has a certain amount.

Normally, anyone will give you some face.

Finally, Mo Ya Zuodong and invited these young people to dinner, conveying his kindness.

But what happened to Mo Ya was that after hearing this, the fat white young man hesitated and looked at the person behind. He was also a young man, tall and thin, handsome, but his eyes were cold and his eyebrows were a bit arrogant.

Obviously, this person is the backbone of these young people.

When he saw his friend's eyes, he cast a look of asking for instructions and sneered: "Your surname is Mo, so who are you Mo Qing?"

Mo Yali was dissatisfied. Mo Qing was his father, a guy who looked younger than him, who actually called his father's name directly. How could he have a good face to give him?

Suddenly, Mo Ya also pulled her face down and said, "Mo Qing is my father."

The young man named Jiang Zhao sneered: "It turns out that he is the young leader of the Corps. However, even if your father is in front of me, he would not dare to tell me that he would just forget about it. What are you?"

"What did you say!"

"Say it again!"

The people from the Corps pointed at Jiang Zhao and shouted. Mo Ya was quite restrained and raised his hand and said, "Oh, don't you know Mr. Jiang Zhao?"

The fat white young man jumped out and sneered, "Listen, our Young Master Jiang's father is Jiang Changge, the Holy Silver Knight of the Central Park Academy, and he is also a big shot who will teach the Western Land Bunzi a lesson tomorrow."

"Do you think your 'Golden Warhammer' can be compared with our Young Master Jiang's father?"

"Now I know why I just said that I want you to give up the room, so I think of you."

Mo Ya's face changed when he heard this. He never thought that Jiang Zhao's father would be the Holy Silver Knight of the Church, a heavenly rank, and someone who will accept the challenge tomorrow.

Although the fat white young man had a bad attitude and a contemptuous tone, he was right. A mere "Golden Warhammer" corps could not be compared with a Saint Silver Knight.

At this time, the young man named Jiang Zhao said lightly: "The top view of the Sea of ​​Flowers is the best. I want to invite my friends to watch the battle on the top floor tomorrow. You can give up the room."

"If you insist on touching me, don't worry, I won't do anything to you. But starting today, if you "Golden Warhammer" can receive another commission, I will take your Mo family's surname."

Mo Ya's expression changed again, and he did not doubt that the other party had this ability at all, but if he gave in and gave up the room, he would feel ashamed to face the young city lord.

Just when he was in a dilemma, a familiar voice came: "But there is a father who is a Saint Silver Knight who is so arrogant and domineering. If you want to become a Saint Silver yourself, then don't you go to the Western Lu Intermediate Court to pull the Pope down and replace it with yourself?"

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became quiet.

Jiang Zhao didn't expect that he had already reported his identity and someone dared to contradict him. The young man immediately turned around and saw a silver-haired young man walking over with a smile.

Jiang Zhao laughed furiously: "It seems that I am still too low-key in normal times. I have to walk around the city more often in the future so that I will not dare to jump over and bite me if it is a dog."

As soon as he finished speaking, a flower appeared in front of him. At some point, a red cloud floated over. It was Chiying.

Bang!

Chi Ying slapped Jiang Zhao and slapped her, causing Jiang Zhao to fly out and knocked down a group of companions.

The fat white young man's eyes were straight. How could he believe that someone dared to slap Jiang Zhao in the fortress and slap the son of a Saint Silver Knight in the face in public!

Jiang Zhao himself didn't believe it either. He slapped the stars in his eyes. It took him a long time to come back to his senses. He suddenly felt bitter in his mouth. He stretched out his hand and saw that the palms were covered with blood.

He looked at Tianyang and screamed: "You dare to make someone hit me!"

Tianyang disagreed and said slowly: "What are you? Why do you think I dare not hit you?"

"It's up to your father's sake. If you want another one, you dare to speak rudely to me, your head will be twisted off."

Jiang Zhao was so angry that his chest was undulating. He pointed at Tianyang and was about to say something when he saw Tianyang take something out of his pocket and put it on his chest. It was a silver badge with a long sword and a church pattern on it.

Jiang Zhao's pupils shrank slightly. He recognized this badge, which was something his father often put on his chest, and it was the symbol of the Saint Silver Knight!
Chapter completed!