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Fort Navor, the city where the Knights of Saint Smaily was stationed, made Old Qian after one shock, and then another shock.

Around the broad main streets are countless narrow lanes.

Old and long-standing signs stand in the narrow lanes.

Temples with wide domes are occasionally dotted in them.

The whole city is full of historical flavor.

No matter how old the houses, streets, and temples may seem, they are all very neat and tidy, and every detail is kept intact.

"I think I am standing in history."

The old money floated in an alley.

Surrounded by piles of performers, indulging in various musical instruments on the street.

At the corner of each lane, there is a fountain of different shapes.

The sound of melodious music, the spring water of Dingdong, and the green trees.

Let this small group, who has been on a long journey in killing and blood, feel that they have come to a city of music and beauty.

Navor Fort is surrounded by beautiful sounds and pleasant scenery.

More players and bards roam the streets like swarms of bees.

Beside them, the city citizens, dressed in comfortable clothes, formed a circle and watched their performance.

Several people suddenly felt like savages in the wild, and came to a place similar to heaven.

"Comfortable and laid-back, everyone is like this.

That proves that the city is absolutely safe.

This is the proof of the strength of the Saints Maid. "

Old Qian sighed.

It seems that my own business will not be too easy.

Old Qian asked politely about the location of the Knights of Saint Smail.

This is an independent castle, simply an independent city.

Occupies one-third of the entire Fort Navor.

Several hundred-meter-high minarets stand tall.

Dozens of huge monsters kept flying to the sky from the spire.

The city wall made of huge stones is tall and magnificent, with countless runes flowing on it.

It can be seen that on each of the bar-shaped boulders are carved runes for the defense and protection array.

So many boulders are combined to form a huge protective formation.

Even if this protective array is not activated.

The circulation of countless faint strange shapes brings a heavy pressure that makes people breathless.

To be sure, once activated, the entire sky of Saint Smyr's Order will be shrouded in a sea of ​​destructive spells.

Compared with this city, Bailu City is like a small town in the countryside.

Groups of warriors with magnificent armors cruised back and forth on the wall.

The armor is carved with exquisite and gorgeous green grass patterns.

Water waves rippling around the green grass ornamentation.

This is Bi Lingcao!

One of the favorite foods of the Saint Smyr clan.

Being able to embroider the pattern of green grass on the armor and clothes on his body means that he is recognized as a retainer by the Saint Smail clan.

Being able to become the hereditary retainer of the Saint Smyr clan is the dream of many people in Fort Navor.

The helmet is decorated with white and flowing feathers.

Setting off the high head, like looking down in the sky, there is a kind of pride from the bones.

The big head hurried forward, and nodded friendly to the soldier beside the gate.

After the big head came out of the endless sea of ​​clouds, he was no longer willing to salute the soldiers guarding the door, this kind of low-level existence.

And the old people, like a few big mountains, stood calmly in front of the grand gate.

The high head and haughty gaze, in front of Old Qian, looked like a group of small clouds before drifting across the mountain, and like a breeze blowing by.

"Hello, soldier, we want to see Haley, the commander of your order. Kesselin.

We are Hailey’s former friends. Could you please tell me about it? "

As soon as I heard Hayley. The word Kesselin.

A leading soldier, who looked like the leader of ten soldiers, immediately showed a vigilant expression on his resolute face.

"Adventurous, in the past two years, too many monks have come to Commander Haili.

Each of them is said to be a friend of Commander Hailey.

I warn you, leave now!

Not to mention that Commander Hailey has not returned yet, even if Commander Hailey returns to the station

To a liar like you, we also want to catch you! Strip your clothes and beat you out! "

Upon hearing this, the big head flew into a rage, his body straightened, his complexion had become filthy, and he was about to attack!

You count as a hairy!

It's just a watchdog!

"Don't worry about them, go!"

The old Qian held the big head without any expression.

Now is not the time to go crazy.

The big head gave the little boss a fierce look, then turned around angrily.

The white feathers on the helmet flew up!

Full of the disdain of the noble Saint Smyrid knights, a few hillbillies, with such a clumsy method, also wanted to see the noble and beautiful Hailey Commander.

Being able to shut out these hillbillies, a sense of pleasure suddenly rose from his heart.

At this moment, he saw the hillbilly in apricot and yellow robe looked back.

In the turquoise eyes, there are endless mountains without any expression.

Unshakable, insurmountable!

"collapse!"

There is a sound!

The noble knight, with his eyes like lightning, turned towards the air!

However, there was no trace of an attack in the air.

Wow, the noble knight, only feeling a chill, passed through his crotch.

In the eyes of several of his men, a big white **** suddenly appeared in front of them.

"Captain, your **** is so fat."

A tall and thin soldier screamed!

That is, several subordinates uttered a sound of approval in their hearts at the same time.

"Wow!"

The captain hurriedly pulled it and found that the seams of his pants and lower body armor had all been cracked long ago, and the cracks were smooth and smooth!

The two white feathers on the helmet shook in shock!

That unshakable look like a mountain appeared in the head of the team again.

It must be him!

Fortunately, this crack did not appear on his neck!

The captain only felt a chill in his back.

"They must be inside."

The turtle's mouth did not move, but the voice echoed in the ears of everyone in the team.

"Yes, the expressions of those guards are obviously overly alert.

If Haili and the others did not come back, their faces should be mocked more than wary, mocking us swindlers who do not know the depth. "

Lao Qian totally agrees with Turtle's judgment.

"Under house arrest? I'll go in and check it out at night!"

Zhu Yi said cautiously.

The Worm Valley Massacre made Zhu Yi's sense of self, from the inferiority complex in the endless sea of ​​clouds, soaring incurably to the level of arrogance.

This is the case for most people. After extreme depression, there is a crazy outbreak.

"There are so many rooms here, you can find them one by one.

I guess, at least it was tightly protected.

The information in Tiansha City can be enjoyed exclusively, and it will never be shared with others.

If I were the captain of the Knights of Saint Smail, I would do the same! "

Lao Qian totally agrees with Turtle's judgment.

Such important information can never be leaked if it can be enjoyed by itself.

The only thing that is uncertain now is whether Haili has shaken out the relationship between the old money and them.

"Is anyone following?"

After scanning the surroundings, the old Qiannian thought that the bards, performers, and spectators were all very involved, as if they had not detected any hostile gaze.

A burst of warm applause rang in front of Old Qian and them.

The center of the applause was a handsome handsome guy with a silver-haired shawl covered in silver armor, half of his right shoulder and an extremely strong right arm naked.

A violin-like musical instrument is standing on his naked left shoulder, and a silver bow is gracefully wrapped on his left hand in a positive arc, greeting the audience.

What attracted the old money and their eyes was that the part below the waist of this handsome guy turned out to be two snowy white and extremely strong legs and hooves!

"Centaur? It turned out to be a good piano."

Zhu Yi couldn't help but exclaimed a little.

The centaur race is one of the few half-human and half-beast races that can enter the regular army of the Light God.

The main **** of Chuanwei Guangming has not yet become one of the main god's favorites, is a golden centaur marksman.

Therefore, centaur became one of the very few races that had equal status with human monks on the plane ruled by the Lord of Light.

"Friend, Grimond is our most famous fiddler in Navorburg.

At first glance you are foreign. "

A middle-aged man with a red face and a rich body happily said to Zhu Yi.

With a twist of his head, he whispered to the centaur fiddler: "Grimond, I hope you can still shine like today in the selection of the Holy Crossbow Expedition."

The silver-haired centaur leaned gracefully: "As you wish~lightnovelpub.net~ I, Grimond, will not disappoint everyone."

The eyes of the six lit up.

The old money stepped forward, owing slightly to the rich middle-aged man.

"Passionate people, we are trekking travelers. What is going on in this Holy Crossbow expedition, can it satisfy our curiosity?"

Old Qian's humble attitude impressed this rich middle-aged man.

Showing off the greatness of Fort Navor to outsiders has become a pride of the citizens of Fort Navor, a form of pleasure.

"Of course, our expedition in Fort Navor has never been mixed with the expeditionary force on the Gallon plane.

The successor of Saint-Smile has always led the people of Fort Navor from one victory to another. "

This tone, it sounds, is really familiar.

Old Qian muttered, but the smile on his face was so calm and elegant, which made many viewers feel good about the calm and elegant smile.

Under this rich middle-aged uncle with ostentatious explanation.

Old Qian finally understood that the Holy Crossbow Army was a private expeditionary force recruited by the Saint Smyr family to conquer and rule those valuable planes in the endless void.

This kind of recruitment is irregular, and only when a plane worth conquering is found.

The recruitment method is even more straightforward and open competition. To put it bluntly, it is to fight the ring.

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