Knight of the Light

A few days ago.

When the dragon power of the ninth level arcane shrouded the cold wind city, the eyes of absolute superiors gazed at the earth, and the souls of the whole city were under pressure. There is no sorrow, no joy, no fear, no fear, only the brain is blank, like a firefly than the scorching sun, very blank.

Except for those who are looking directly at you, the whole city goes from the shaman chief to the ordinary people. All they know is that their heart trembled for a few seconds, as if time stopped. A few seconds later, as usual, there was a rumbling sound in the west of the city at most, and the fortress of the Supervision Office was collapsed.

Wizards can sense the fierce fluctuations of the magic net, and the arcane being cast and operating is out of control instantly. Their instincts were terrified, but the magic net quickly calmed down. It's like dropping a stone on the water surface, the water splash is big, but there are only a few ripples in the blink of an eye.

The rebel forces, led by Old Arad, were busy besieging the long-legged clan's main mansion, and a few seconds of change did not attract much attention. They sent someone to check it at most a few hours after the event, and the reward was ...

The fortress of the Ombudsman is in ruins, and the abyss sacrifice to El is missing. Victor Hugo completely ignored the warning from the Arad family and forcibly led the team to control the west of the city, but there was no follow-up action.

"The gang of demons in the Supervision Department died so fast?" On the side of the barricade outside the city's main house, the old Arad glanced westward, focusing only on Zhou Qingfeng. He occupied a mansion outside the house, where rebel nobles and wizards were commanded.

It was said that he was under command, but he was just arguing. The arrogant aristocratic knight, the head of the high wizard, the slick tycoon and the wealthy, a group of people are no different from the uncle who is the greedy and cheap in the vegetable market.

During the tight siege, long-legged families also sent representatives. The former Wizards leader, Banker, and City Masters captain Exxon, at the table, yelled at the shameless rebellion, and the relationship between the alien rebels, and made a request for a long-legged family.

After quarreling for one day and one night, there was no result, so the two sides played a few more games. When he couldn't move, he sat at the negotiating table and continued to quarrel.

The problem with the long-legged family is that they have few people. The family members who were placed outside the city after the rebellion either did not receive information or simply did not receive information. Once the main body of the family loses power, internal divisions also occur.

The old Arad side is itself divided, and even originally contradictory. Had Zhou Qingfeng acted as an adhesive to bring them together, although this rebellion would still happen, there would be more 'wall grass' and it would soon be suppressed.

After repeated tossing for three days, Zhou Qingfeng organized the excavation of the secret room under the ruins of the Supervision Department, and once again brought together the demobilized personnel. The two sides inside and outside the city main government can't fight, but no result has been made yet.

Every day, both parties seem to go to work on time. They gather in a house outside the city's main house at 9 am. They continue to attack personally, attract differentiation, insult and taunt, and every three words will have an undescribable relationship of super friendship with the women of the other family.

Scolding around eleven o'clock, everyone will truce based on physical factors, and at the same time, they will agree to another 'non-violent language arts seminar' in the afternoon. Thanks.

Zhou Qingfeng, the supervisor in the ruins of the Supervision Department, waited for a few days without waiting for the two gangs of fear to persuade to make a result. He had to drive to the meeting in person, standing at the door and staring at the cheating sides.

As soon as the master showed up, the quarreling venue was instantly quiet.

"Noisy, keep quarreling." Zhou Qingfeng frowned, "I ca n’t expect anything on the battlefield to be obtained at the negotiating table? You have been quarrelling for a few days, why don't you drown your opponent with saliva?"

The venue for the negotiations was messy. Confetti, broken bottles, rotten tables and chairs, and the chandelier on the roof were crooked. Several candles barely hung on the candlesticks, and the wind wavered as soon as the wind blew.

As soon as Zhou Qingfeng came, everyone in the venue was covered for a few seconds. Followed by everyone pointing at him and yelled, "Boy, you haven't done this now?"

That's right, if it weren't for Uncle Zhou's troubles, the situation in Cold Wind City would not be so bad. He was like a combustion aid, turning a little bit of flame into a blazing flame.

Cut ....., Zhou Qingfeng sneered, glanced at Old Arad and Old Bank, "If you still want to quarrel, continue to quarrel, I will not be accompanied."

"Wait." Old Arad and Old Bank shouted in unison. They all understand that at this point, how to find a suitable solution is the most important thing.

The longer the delay, the more inevitable the internal division of the long-legged family, and the rebel forces may fall apart at any time. This bane must be brought into the negotiations, even if the boy is like a glass of poisonous alcoholic beverage, he must drink it at the moment.

"Her Hugo, you might as well come up with a negotiation plan." Old Arad thought that Zhou Qingfeng had no choice but to consider his side. As long as his offer was not too outrageous, he accepted it himself.

Old Banker hated Zhou Qingfeng, but as long as the latter can come up with a 'reasonable' plan, he is not incapable of considering it. After all, the long-legged family couldn't afford it.

Zhou Qingfeng sneered again, "The long-legged family handed over half of their land to the victor. The victor allowed the long-legged family to take away the personal belongings in the city's main house. This is not good. Anyway, I only need Fabro's territory . "

The plan was simple, but Old Arad and Old Bank both drank, "This is impossible."

Letting the long-legged family surrender half of their land is worse than letting Phils. And let the long-legged family take away all the property of the city's main government, would n’t the ‘rebellion’ do nothing?

Zhou Qingfeng shook his head, turned and left.

The two groups of persuasion will continue to argue, but the final plan must be similar to his proposal. He did not want and was unable to continue to intervene in the disputes in Cold Wind City, and grabbing Fabro's territory was already a huge gain.

The abyss sacrifice of El was hanged, and the mystery of the imamska civilization remained unsolved. The night goddess Shaer descended, drove Kai Worth the evil worm back to the abyss, and raised Zhou Qingfeng to the fifth level.

For adventurers, every fifth level is a hurdle. After entering the fifth level, Zhou Qingfeng's soul turned red, and he was truly a number one figure. Before that, he thought that selling the soul would be worth little money.

Compared to the enthusiastic Angelis, Shaer, who represents the night and the shadow, is obviously more indifferent. The goddess came and went, without a time to chat. Zhou Qingfeng knew that he had not done all he could to please him.

On the virtual screen of the mission information, ‘Goddess Trial-Secrets of Cold Wind City’ disappeared and replaced with ‘Goddess Trial-Shadow and Frost Confrontation’.

Just looking at this title, Zhou Qingfeng is as big as a bucket.

"Shadow", needless to say, refers to the night goddess Shaer.

"Frost"? It should be Orur, the goddess of frost, a fickle and vanity-like **** with a cold heart. She likes to freeze mortals to death in the snow and ice with the illusion of tenderness and comfort.

The bitter cold in the north is the base camp of the goddess of frost. Orel has a large number of followers in Cold Wind City and is the largest local force. The trouble of asking Zhou Qingfeng to find the Frost Goddess here is simply tired.

But this task is not acceptable.

The long-legged family is the caretaker of the Frost Goddess, and the main city of Cold Wind City is the church of the Frost Goddess. The long-legged family retaliated afterwards and would definitely not miss Zhou Qingfeng.

Leaving from the negotiating venue outside the main city hall, Zhou Qingfeng tightened his leather jacket.

It is now winter in the north, and the screams and screams in the cold wind are like the frosty hatred, such as across the blade. He exhaled into fog, looking up at the sun in the sky.

Life, every day has trouble that can't be avoided.