Urban Conceited Soldier

Mount Taylor, the Murphy castle.

The lights are still brilliant, but the atmosphere in the hall shows a strong and strong atmosphere.

The wind god suddenly appeared, holding a dagger, directly holding the heroine Elsa of the banquet tonight, and the words seemed to have great hostility to the Murphy family, which shocked the guests who had been prepared to wish the Raphael family and the Murphy family to be officially in laws.

"Who is this man? How dare you break into the Earl's castle and take the new count under your control

Some people asked their companions in a low voice. Fengshen's brilliant short silver hair was very eye-catching. Some people kept looking at him, some frowned, thinking nervously, turning over a personal face in their minds.

"He's a mercenary. Someone's going to spoil the Earl's Bar Mitzvah today!"

At this time, a strong man with a beard and a big body said, "if you dare to pick a fault at this time, the other party must have a lot of reasons. I don't know whether it's the Murphy family or the Raphael family that has offended people."

As the big man's clever interpretation was heard, for a while, people who didn't know much about Fengshen's identity began to discuss with their peers in a low voice.

The eyes that originally gathered on Aeolus were also divided into Knight Peter and Lord Taylor from time to time.

The guests speculated on what caused the scene.

Elsa saw Lu Hao standing in front of her not far away, looking at herself calmly, without any attitude.

Somehow, seeing the light in Lu Hao's eyes, Elsa's nervous mood gradually calmed down, although the edge of the blade still stood against her neck.

But she suddenly felt that maybe the sword was not meant to hurt her, or even to protect her!

Elsa pursed her lips, thinking in her heart, and continued to observe Lu Hao's expression.

Taylor's face was shocked at the moment his granddaughter Aisha was held. Like Elsa, the first thing he did was to look for Lu Hao's figure in the hall.

After discovering that Lu Hao did not move, and did not even mean to speak, Taylor became quiet instead.

He had an agreement with Lu Hao, and he was no stranger to the identity of the God of wind. When the task was given to Yunlong Fenghu, although Fengshen did not have direct contact with him, the housekeeper at that time had also investigated the information of several people, so that Taylor could decide whether to give them the task.

"Fengshen, this is not a place for you to be wild. Go back to your old nest and dare to move Miss Elsa. I want you to die without a burial place!"

Compared with the calm of Taylor and Elsa, Knight Peter was not so calm.

As a big man in the European underworld, many of his subordinates are engaged in the mercenary industry, offending a big man, or being wanted by a certain country and the whole world, so that he is sheltered under his wings.

In this case, the knight Peter's understanding of mercenaries is no less than that of the old mercenaries.

Therefore, although Fengshen has rarely done anything in recent years, the shadow of man's famous tree, once a great figure in the mercenary world, and the knight Peter knows a lot of legends. In addition, with his brilliant short silver hair and the iconic short sword, even if he has not seen a real person, it can be inferred from the description alone.

The knight Peter's brow was locked, and the dark clouds covered the roof. Once the knight's momentum spread, the guests in the hall immediately looked at him. The details of his bloody legend constantly appeared in the minds of those who knew it.

"Isn't this where I'm wild? May I take it that you are guilty? "

Fengshen looked around, still with a relaxed smile on his face, although he had seen the knight Peter gesturing to the hall's men to make some response, vaguely observed that the people outside the hall began to become dense.

But the wind God turned a blind eye to all this, and said with a smile: "although Europe is big, where I want to go, who can stop me? As for disturbing the Murphy family's Earl's bar mitzvah, I'm sorry, but the gratitude and resentment between the Murphy family and me can't be ignored."

The mouth said sorry, but the wind god a smile appearance, but there is no sense of sorry in it.

"Master, did this man have a grudge with the Murphy family? Or the old feud between the Edwards and the Murphys? "

Peter frowned at Taylor and asked in a deep voice.

If it was simply the wind god to pick up trouble and retaliate against the Murphy family, he would probably enjoy it, let alone help.

But now the situation is different. When the Raphael family was about to propose a marriage, the fiancee of the future owner was kidnapped and threatened with life. This is not just the Murphy family's business.

If we don't deal with it properly, the face of the Raphael family will be lost here!"This son has been demoted by the Edward family leader for a long time. I have a good relationship with the Edward family, and I know a little about it. As for the enmity between him and our Murphy family, about six years ago, he was pursued by the Edwards family law enforcement team and fled to mount Taylor. He begged me hard to protect him for a period of time, but I refused to go Let's go. "

Although Taylor had no contact with the wind god, he immediately made up a logical and complete story. At the same time, he was full of contempt and disdain for the wind god. He said coldly, "traitor of the Edward family, I advise you to let go of Elsa immediately. Otherwise, after today, even if you go to heaven and earth, I want you to die without a burial place. I'll take Murphy as my family In the name of the head of the family

"Ha ha, I'm afraid. Before I die, let your baby granddaughter explore the way ahead. Would you like to

The wind god snorted coldly. He didn't pay attention to the threat of Taylor and Peter. His wrist trembled slightly. The blade of his sword was close to Elsa's delicate neck. Facing forward, he said sharply, "get out of my way. Anyone who dares to do anything, I'll kill her immediately."

All the guests in the hall looked at each other and did not dare to make any action, for fear that it would cause misunderstanding of Fengshen.

After all, it is the Earl of Aisha, who is also the fiancee of little Raphael, who is now being held hostage by the God of wind. If she is killed because of her careless action, will it not let the two families vent their anger on themselves.