Chapter 112 Enemy

Dahan's name is Les. He is a Nohia nobleman, a vassal of the Earl of Horan Green. He has good martial arts and his strength has reached the level of a ten-level axe. He is known as Les Axe Master. He is also the son of Houlan Green, Will's personal guard and thug.

Recently, Will Green is also a little famous in Nohia. He, who just returned to the imperial capital last month, has gloriously become one of the four evils of the imperial capital. He often hangs out with three other bullies who are also aristocratic. Will Green, as the son of his count, bullied men and women and was lawless. This is similar to the young commander of a third-rate mercenary regiment.

Today, the son of the lustful count was cut off a finger by a passing swordsman in white for flirting with a good woman on the street. Les, who was still flattering Will Wei, was immediately dumbfounded when he heard Master Will's pig-killing howl.

Count Houlan Green is a famous general of the Nofa Empire. He has been stationed far away from the Simmons Empire in the north of the Nowa Empire. Since childhood, Master Will has been far away from the imperial capital and followed his father. Normally, those who are close to Zhu are red. No matter how stupid and stupid people are, they can learn some of the skills and qualities of Count Houlan. However, it is most appropriate to describe the father and son as tiger father and dog son.

Master Will is 20 years old this year, but he has achieved nothing. He only knows six orifices in academic military tactics, and he can't know anything about it. The martial arts are even worse to grandma's house. Furious, Horan Green was extremely disappointed with his son's performance. He even doubted whether Will was his own son.

More unfortunately, Count Houlan has only one son in his life, not even a daughter. Count Green couldn't. Since he couldn't teach his son well, he planned to let him enter the Bowen College as a living horse doctor. With his identity as the count of the great empire, it should not be difficult to secretly stuff his son in. In addition, the relationship between the Nofa Empire and the Simmon Empire in the north has eased. Count Green, who made up his mind, explained the military ahead and personally took his son back to Nohia.

Count Green also heard of his son's bad behavior, but as a count, he did not take correct discipline measures and only sent more than a dozen powerful family members to protect Master Will. Poor Count Green, who was worried about his useless son, only hoped that Bowen College could start as soon as possible.

Les came back to his senses and said, a strong knight. His men followed and saw his boss, who was restrained by the other party, and his face was full of strangeness.

"Gone go of me, do you know who I am?" Les shouted. In recent days, more and more foreigners have poured into Nosia, which has sharply increased his pressure. These outsiders don't recognize Will Green at all, but they all love to fight. If they knew that Master Will's father was the "death" Hou Lan who frightened countless countries on the mainland, hummed.

Several times, Les reported Hou Lan's name, which made the young master of the pus escape from death.

And the stupid Mr. Will still went his own way and wanted to take it for himself when he saw a beautiful woman. Dare he made Tedu Noshi Adam the green sand province controlled by the Green family in the north.

Finally, there was an accident today. The swordsman in white with a white headband on his head did restrain when he heard Hou Lan's name. The sword that originally cut down Will's hand also paused slightly and shifted a few centimeters. But he still cut off one of Will's thumbs.

God, this is killing Les. Who knows whether Hou Lan, the god of death, will cut off his head to vent after learning that his son's fingers have been cut off. The only way to do this is to catch the white swordsman as soon as possible, make up for his achievements, and at least find out his origin.

But a group of blind guys stopped him and put his sword against his neck. Is it the same as the white swordsman?

"Who are you important to me?" A cold voice sounded behind the knight. Les looked at it and saw the speaker clearly. This is a swordsman, dressed in a blue and white swordsman robe with a beautiful face. He sat on the horseback, with his hands on his chest, and looked down at himself contemptuously.

"..." Les was speechless for a moment. He had never met such an arrogant person. However, he reacted quickly and shouted, "I'm from the Earl's Mansion, an idiot. Get out of the way immediately and remove this damn sword first."

After Les saw that the swordsman heard that he was from the count's mansion, he was not afraid at all.

"B bastard, let me go, you're looking for death." This Les, with a loud voice, doesn't pay attention to the people in front of him at all.

"Noise." Ling Wei frowned, and the dark light flashed in the palm of his hand. The horse leaned forward, and a long black sword stabbed out.

"Well." The big man's body trembled, and he didn't react. The sword of darkness unswervingly left a long opening on his forehead. Warm blood slipped from his face.

The big man immediately calmed down. The swordsman in front of him projected a sword-like substance, and his cold eyes made him tremble. He opened his mouth and swallowed the swear words he blurted out.

Res's voice became much smaller, "I'm Count Houlan..."

Ling Li interrupted him and said, "You mean you still have to look at the owner to beat the dog, right?"

"You...you are looking for death." Les gritted his teeth and said that the swordsman in front of him did not give him a chance to speak at all.

Ling Li said with a joking smile, "Are you caring about me?"

"Hum..." The swordsman in front of him is almost more arrogant and unreasonable than his young master. But martial arts are countless times higher. Reis appointed, and he hummed twice and simply stopped talking. But there was a great resentment in his heart, and he couldn't wait to drag the swordsman in front of him into hell.

"Get out of here." Ling Dao.

"Yes, swordsman." Reis looked ugly. Although he was very unwilling, he still resisted the anger in his heart and hugged the boxing. Today, I failed. After I go back, I don't know what kind of punishment to receive. However, the current businessman is Junjie, and Les believes that if he fights against the unreasonable swordsman in front of him at this moment, the end will not be much better.

Looking at the knight in front of him withdrawing the silver sword from the scabbard, Les breathed in his heart.

"Swordsman, dare to leave your name?" If he went back like this, Reis would definitely die, so he risked asking the other party's origin.

"Youle Island, Ling Li." Ling Li still held his chest with his hands, and the sword of darkness had been taken back.

"You have guts! Withdraw and go back to home. Les, regardless of the tomahawk that fell on the roadside, directly fled with more than a dozen families.

"It's very interesting." Nrace just disappeared with his family, and a male voice sounded from behind the van.

"You have watched the play for a long time." Ling Wei jumped off the horse, and he finally saw the "culprit" of the conflict. The swordsman in front of him, about 20 years old, has long hair and a shawl, as black and bright as ink, like the three-dimensional facial features carved by a sharp knife, naturally exudes a cold atmosphere. It's not cold.

"Your name is Ling Li?" The swordsman in white habitually squeezed his beautiful and thin lips and asked.

"Exactly, should you say thank you?" Ling Dao. I thought, this guy will pretend to be cooler than Spark.

The swordsman in white said, "In order to thank you, I will tell you a good news and bad news. Which one do you listen to first?

Ling Li smiled and said, "Bad news."

The swordsman in white said, "The person you just offended is the family of Count Houlan."

Ling said, "Count Houlan? I haven't heard of it."

The swordsman in white showed his original expression and then said, "His status in the Nofa Empire is equivalent to Lingbo in your Qushan country. If you offend such a person, you'd better be careful in the future.

Ling Wei said that Lingbo, the patron saint of the small Qushan Kingdom, has holy strength. As Count Hou Lan of the great empire, he must be strong but not weak. This is indeed bad news!

What did he seem to think of? Then he asked, "Do you also know Qushan and Lingbo?"

The swordsman in white said, "I was going to Qushan to kill someone. So I know something about it. But I have changed my mind now."

"Are you a famous killer?" Ling Dao.

The swordsman in white said, "That's right."

I didn't expect the swordsman in white in front of him to answer so simply. Ling Wei continued, "Who are you going to kill?"

The swordsman in white, with a cold face and the corners of his mouth, said, "Sometimes, I have to doubt how small the world is. I just received an assassination mission. I didn't think about it, and the target immediately appeared in front of me. He squeezed his lips, stared at Ling Li's expression change, and then said, "You seem to have guessed who I'm going to kill. Ling Li, in return, I will let you live a few more days. Although you just helped me drive away a few nasty flies.

"It's very interesting." Ling's face did not change, and he smiled like the white swordsman's tone, "What's your name?"

"Nian Wuqi."

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