Ms. Seven, the Battle Goddess

The warm sunlight enveloped everything around it, as if it was covered with a layer of gauze, which seemed to be true and false.

The young man in the red cloak looked up and squinted slightly to look at the three characters on the wall-"Cold Spring City". He looked a little lazy and charming. The young man sighed, "I'm finally here!"

"Chuff!", it was a disdainful laugh from a white-clothed girl behind the boy, and then said a little bit angrily, "Boss, it's not that I said you, what are you looking for? Everyone. We're almost mature! You talk about us on this journey, how embarrassed we are!"

"Are you embarrassed to say?" Another black-clothed man exudes a terrifying coldness, and even speaks coldly, "Who thinks of himself too much?"

If she didn't think too much of herself, thinking that their whereabouts could be easily erased, and didn't want to escape at night, would they be caught up by those restless guys along the way?

"I..." The white-clothed girl bit her lip and stared at the black-clothed man, but she didn't continue to make trouble. She was a little self-aware.

"Xingyun, let's go in now!" a man in a green shirt next to the boy whispered, the chill between his brows was compelling, but his eyes flowed with amazing tenderness when he looked at the boy beside him.

"Yeah!" The boy nodded, looked down at the little man, chuckled, Qingcheng's face burst into infinite light, "Little boy, let's go!"

The little man nodded, took the young man's hand, followed in the footsteps of the young man and the man in the green shirt, and walked into Cold Spring City.

This group of people is naturally Yun Xuan, Tuoba Sulue, Yun Jingcang, Xuan Jiawen and Mu Xiaoguai.

Xuan Jiawen and Yun Jingcang walked in Yunxuan, behind Tuoba Sulue and Mu Xiaoguai, looking at the three harmonious and harmonious back figures in front, Xuan Jiawen muttered very sadly: "Obviously it fell from me. Meat, why are you so close to the boss now?"

Xuan Jiawen is only beginning to realize that she seems to be a little unstable. The closeness of her precious daughter to Yun Xuan is simply surpassing her mother.

Taking a look at Xuan Jiawen, a smile flashed across Yun Jingcang's eyes, and then he said: "Yun Xuan is so charming, you don't know it!"

Yun Jingcang knew that Mu Xiaoguai's temperament had followed Xuan Jiawen, so he was so close to Yun Xuan. This must be very clear to Xuan Jiawen.

"Although this Cold Spring City is not big, it has a lot of people!" Looking at the crowd around him, Yun Xuan sighed lightly, his brows were relaxed like never before.

Ever since He Xuan Jiawen and Yun Jingcang escaped from the Deity Killing Alliance, Yun Xuan and Yun Jingcang went to Cold Spring City. On the way, there was Xuan Jiawen, a violent girl, who looked like she used to be. During the period of the mercenaries, they seemed to be alive like this recklessly and publicly.

Although I have brought two more "baggages", Tuoba Sulue and Mu Xiaoguai, to Yunxuan and the others, there seems to be no difference. One is because Mu Xiaoguai is cold enough! Won't make trouble! The second is because Tuoba Sulue is also cold! It won't make trouble!

Tuoba Sulue and Mu Xiaoguai seemed to be discussing things. They tried to reduce their sense of existence as much as possible along the way, so that Yun Xuan and Xuan Jiawen were not allowed to focus on them, and occasionally met. It was Yun Xuan, Xuan Jiawen, and Yun Jingcang who came to death when they didn't have long eyes. Tuoba Sulue and Mu Xiaoguai seemed to be nonexistent.

"Although the area of ​​Cold Spring City is not large, it is a good place that extends in all directions, and because there is a refining master's guild here, there are a lot of people coming and going!" Tuoba Sulue looked at Yun Xuan and led Mu Xiao Good, and standing next to her, I don't know what's wrong, I always feel that this picture is very beautiful, and the tone is softened by this.

"Really?" Yun Xuan's eyes lit up, and then a gleam of light flashed under his eyes, and he smiled, "It seems that this cold spring city is a good place!"

After the establishment of the God Killing Alliance, if Cold Spring City is put in the bag, I am afraid it will be even more powerful, plus the God Killing Alliance now has many refiners staying there. If this Cold Spring City is put in the bag In the middle, I am afraid that many refiners are willing to join the God Killing Alliance.

Yun Xuan squinted her eyes slightly, no one knew what she was thinking.

"Who is the lord of this Cold Spring City?" Yun Xuan turned his head a little, and looked at the man in the green shirt next to him. Tuoba Sulue has been very quiet these few days. On weekdays, he is with Yun Jingcang and Xuan Jiawen. When they were together, he and Mu Xiaoguai would never come up to disturb him. He would only show up next to her when Yunxuan had a need, and she explained all the problems.

"Lengquan City does not have the lord of the city, it is jointly managed by two big families!" Tuoba Sulue said softly, "Nan Sima Bei Murong."

"Nan Sima? Bei Murong?" Yun Xuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Tuoba Su Lue. A gleam of light flashed quickly under her eyes. She seemed to remember that the beasts who bullied Huo Ling'er were also named Murong. of.

"Although the Sima family and the Murong family jointly manage Cold Spring City, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the two families have a strong smell of gunpowder. Fights and fights have been reported from time to time. I am afraid that the casualties are not too serious, so they did not let the two families. They have torn their skins, but I heard that this match of the Artifact Refining Masters Guild is a private agreement between the two parties. Which party loses must give up the management of Cold Spring City." Tuoba Suluo knew what he knew. I told Yunxuan about everything.

"Do the Sima family and Murong family have any good craftsmen?" Yun Xuan asked aloud.

"As far as I know, no!" Tuoba Suluo frowned, and then said, "So this time the refiner who went to Cold Spring City to participate in the refiner guild competition will be the target of the Sima and Murong family. Both the Sima family and the Murong family offered a lot of attractive conditions to attract those refiners, but the Murong family's methods were a bit dirty. They enter Cold Spring City!"

Yun Xuan looked at Tuoba Sulue with some doubts, and then asked: "Isn't this Cold Spring City jointly managed by the Sima family and the Murong family? How could such a thing happen again?"

"That's because the entrance of Cold Spring City is close to the Murong family's area, so the Murong family's talents are so overbearing!" When Tuoba Suluo said this, there was a noise in front of him.

Yun Xuan and Tuoba Sulue looked at each other, and after nodding their heads, they took Mu Xiaoguai's little hand and walked up. Xuan Jiawen and Yun Jingcang, the two "third parties," also followed closely.

"Young Master Fifth, this kid is the craftsman of the Sima Family!" A man dressed as a guard stepped on a thin man, his strength almost trampled him to death, with a token in his hand. The word "Sima" was written impressively.

Both Yun Xuan and Tuoba Sulue raised their eyebrows. This is really a coincidence! This kind of thing happened just after talking about this kind of thing.

"Pull him up and show this young master!" A slightly familiar arrogant male voice sounded, Yun Xuan didn't know what he thought, and a fierce and fierce look quickly flashed through his eyes.

The man dressed as the guard effortlessly lifted the thin man up, and carried him to the man in costume like a smile, threw him heavily, and threw it to the ground.The thin man suddenly vomited blood. .

The man in Chinese clothes sneered, looked at the thin man condescendingly, and said disdainfully: "In Cold Spring City, you dare to oppose our Murong family, boy, I think you are looking for death, right?"

The thin man got up from the ground with difficulty, looked angrily at the man in the Chinese suit, and roared: "Murong Yanzhao, your Murong family has deceived people too much, so what if I am willing to help the Sima family? Guys who can use dirty tricks, I will definitely not help you!"

When the people around heard the thin man's words, they couldn't help shaking their heads. From their point of view, this thin man was talking like this in front of Murong Yanzhao, it was simply looking for death. He said that, didn't he directly provoke Murong Yanzhao? ?

What's more, these days because of the robbing of the refiner, the Sima family and the Murong family have become difficult to tolerate, and from the eyes of those people, one can clearly know the news, that is, the Murong family is doing such a thing. It's the first time.

"Humph!" Murong Yanzhao coldly snorted when he heard the thin man's words, his face was extremely ugly, and then he said, "You don't know who lives or die, do you want to help the rascals of the Sima family? That's your life too!"

After speaking, Murong Yanzhao took out a long sword and directly forced it towards the thin man. In the frightened eyes of the thin man, he could only see Murong Yanzhao's approaching long sword, glowing with a cold luster.

The people around shook their heads regretfully, and even some sympathetic to the thin man covered their eyes with their hands, and couldn't bear to see such a **** scene!

"Is there such a fate? You didn't say it!" A clear voice rang, and then everyone saw that Murong Yanzhao, who was originally energetic, had been stepped on the foot, and the whole person was lying on the ground, saying Endless embarrassment.

Everyone around couldn't help taking a breath of air-conditioning, God! What arrogant brat would dare to call Murong Yan into this "earth tyrant"?

Looking up along the pair of black boots, everyone couldn't help but took a breath of air-conditioning, which was extremely long!

This young man looks too... enchanting, right?

The young man's face is like a crown of jade, his eyes are like stars, his skin is like condensed fat, he raises his hands and feet with unignorable domineering and cold sternness, and between his eyebrows is vaguely fierce hostility.

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