Chapter 377 Milan Imperial Capital Second Update

"Bang!" A figure was thrown fiercely on the floor, and blood splashed out of his mouth, accompanied by several bloody alveolar teeth.

"Ah! Don't kill me, don't kill me. I told you everything I know. I really don't know anything else." The hysterical scream is like the howling of a meat pig before it dies. This is an old housekeeper who looks fifty or sixty years old. His identity is very noble. He is the big housekeeper of the viscount Brandt's territory. His status is above ten thousand people under one person. The noble indifference and viciousness cultivated for many years make him dare to disobey in this territory. But today, his nobility, his majesty, his self-esteem, all He was hit into a poor fragment and trampled fiercely.

Wang Fan yawned, glanced at the trembling old housekeeper on the floor, and thought to himself: torture to force confessions was really not very fun.

"Uncle Lip, do you think he is telling the truth?" Wang Fan asked lazily.

Lip's indifferent expression has not changed for ten thousand years: "I don't know. Why don't you verify it with soul search?" Lip's expression was very indifferent, and what he said was even more indifferent. The coldness in the words made the old housekeeper who was withered on the ground tremble for a while. As a high-ranking chief manager, he had the opportunity to contact the magician and naturally knew what soul search was.

"No, I'm telling the truth. I swear, I swear. If I'm lying, I'll die." The old housekeeper said incoherently, and his face was full of panic. His mind was so simple that he just didn't want to become an idiot from now on. He knew clearly how cruel the sequelae of soul search were.

Wang Fan smiled and said, "Ha ha, Uncle Lip, you are really cold-blooded. Becoming a fool is more terrible than dying. I just wanted to kill him."

The old housekeeper, who knelt on the floor and begged for mercy, suddenly woke up that the two masters of secret torture who caught him here in front of him, I'm afraid that he won't go back alive this time. There was a burst of sadness in his heart, and he suddenly had the thought of breaking the bowl. He scolded, "You two traitors, today I'm sorry. It's dead, and it won't let you succeed. Haha, of course I lied just now. Viscount Brandt is no longer in town. As for where did he go? You don't want to know. You, the wild bastard of Kitadole, do you think I can't guess? What if you come back? Brandt has long completely ruled the territory and has been blessed by the bright priest. You don't want to return to the ownership of the territory. Haha, you killed me today, and you can't live. Viscount Brandt will avenge me.

After saying that, the old housekeeper suddenly bit his teeth and poofed, as if a piece of meat had been bitten off, and a lot of blood flowed from the old housekeeper's mouth.

"He bit his tongue and committed suicide." Lip said indifferently.

Wang Fan snorted coldly, "Do you think you bite your tongue and kill yourself, so I can't know the answer? Search for the soul, refine the soul, and give it to me." He grabbed the old housekeeper's body with his big hand. A blue light flew out of the old housekeeper's body. The light was very weak, trembling slightly in the wind and could dissipate at almost any time.

A white light came out of Wang Fan's fingertips and bounced into the blue light mass. At that moment, the light balloon swelled up, and a vague figure appeared in it.

"Soul Search!" Wang Fan coldly said these words that made the old housekeeper afraid of a fierce tiger.

"Ah--" A sad scream came from the blue light, from which the old housekeeper's hysterical scolded: "Little boy, you don't want to die, you don't want to die."

The sound of the old housekeeper's soul completely dissipated after three seconds. The old housekeeper was not a professional. After biting his tongue, he was about to die, but because of Wang Fan's reason, his soul was pulled out, and his soul was consolidated by Wang Fan with magic power, so that he would not dissipate immediately. . After a while, Wang Fan got what he wanted from the soul of the old housekeeper.

Opening his eyes, Wang Fan said, "Uncle Lip, let's go. Let's go to Milan."

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Walking on the busy Central Street of the Imperial City, looking at the busy crowds and horse fleets around, hundreds of meters wide and huge streets, but it seems crowded and busy. In addition to the pedestrians who are vaccinated, there are gorgeous shops selling such goods on the side of the road. Countless merchants, farmers and women go in and sell from various shops, weapons shops, clothing stores, medical halls, hotels, restaurants, brothel theaters, carriage shops, fresh fruit shops, rouge shops and so on.

Everywhere is full of a peaceful atmosphere of life.

Looking at the satisfied and peaceful expressions on the faces of the people on the street, Wang Fan realized that the teachings of the Light God were not completely useless.

"Uncle Lip, why do you think Brandt likes this Milanese so much? He has to be absent from the fief for more than half of a year. Is it so good here?" Wang Fan asked boredly. From time to time, he glanced at the slender waist and long-legged sisters on the road.

Lip looked around warily. At this time, he looked a little nervous, but less than a quarter of an hour after entering the city, he saw more than a dozen strong men above the fifth level, and he felt deeply threatened. Hearing Wang Fan's words, he didn't care. He just said, "I once heard your father say that this Brandt seems to be related to the Temple of Light in the imperial capital. With such thick thighs, how can he not hold it well?" Moreover, the imperial capital is more prosperous than his small city. He also has an industry in the imperial capital, so it is normal for him to spend most of his time in the imperial capital.

Wang Fan couldn't help nodding: "This Guangming imperial capital is indeed one of the most powerful cities in the world. I'm afraid that neither the imperial capital of the Philinnan Empire nor the imperial capital of the Mokai Empire is prosperous here. Besides, there are so many beautiful women here!" He said with infinite exclamation. It suddenly occurred to me that the witch of Ferrin Hoss was also in the Milan imperial capital. Then he thought of Milia.

"I don't know if the people of the Chamber of Commerce can find the news of Milia!" Unexpectedly, nothing happened. When he thought of Milia, Wang Fan's heart began to be impetuous. It gives him a feeling of want to hit someone.

Since the parting of the Forest of Terror, Wang Fan has not seen Mi Liya for a long time. He knew that Milia's identity was unusual, and the Silver Sword Saint, as the saint of the Light Empire, would naturally not use any despicable means against Milia. But there has been no news for such a long time, and Wang Fan also misses him a little.

While Wang Fan was meditating, there was a sudden chaos on the street behind.

"Get out of here, get out of here!" A knight fiercely drove the people on the road with a horse whip. Behind him, a team of knights in red armor also held spears with their teeth and claws, and rushed like a gust of wind, breaking through the crowd to open the road with a strong momentum.

Some pedestrians immediately dodged the middle of the street. Some of them hid slowly and would be picked aside by the knights with spears. Although these knights were arrogant, they were measured. They just picked people away and did not hurt people's lives. Even so, there was a lot of chicken and dog jumping on the street. Some grumpy people originally wanted to scold a few words. When they saw the costumes of those armored, they immediately stopped talking. Dodge in fear.

What happened later woke up Wang Fan. Just as Wang Fan turned around, he happened to see the team of knights galloping towards a bright red carriage.

The spring breeze brushed the curtain of the carriage and lifted the mysterious corner of the red carriage. Maybe it was a coincidence or fate. When the playful spring breeze lifted the curtain to reveal the people inside, the people inside also looked out. And he happened to look back at Wang Fan.

The smooth and pointed chin, the beauty full of charming amorous feelings, the watery eyes, and the beautiful face are so familiar.

The two exclaimed in their hearts almost at the same time, "Is it him or her?"

[Don't doubt, it's after three o'clock in the middle of the night, and I really haven't slept yet. In order to update, it is natural to keep promises.]