Guest Master

After squeezing all the secrets on this man, Wang Fan gave him a clean and tidy feeling.

There are several other things that were unexpectedly obtained: a set of dark fighting spirit cultivation methods, a super-level sword, and a horse in the town. Speaking of this man's sword, Wang Fan found it ridiculous. The fighting spirit cultivated by this man is suitable for assassination and secret attack, but he used such a big sword. Wang Fan originally thought it was strange, but after asking, he found out that super-level weapons are difficult to build. He could have such a big sword that can instill fighting spirit because the sword was standard equipment.

"I'm so dizzy. This guy is really not doing well. Everything on him is standard equipment, and none of them belongs to him." Wang Fan felt pitiful for him even though he thought about it.

"However, these people's tentacles have reached here. It seems that this place is not safe anymore. I have to leave as soon as possible. Humph, Viscount Brandt, I will repay your great kindness today in the future." Wang Fan sneered. Viscount Brandt is the mastermind behind the pursuit.

Looking around, Wang Fan kept using space exploration vigilantly, maintaining a safe distance within 100 meters.

It was not until Wang Fan left the jungle that the feeling of being peeped weakened.

When Wang Fan was away, a black shadow quietly appeared in a certain place in the jungle. A pair of cold eyes as sharp as a knife stared at the direction of Wang Fan's courtyard, but his tone was full of concern: "Colin, I am very pleased to see that you can protect yourself. But where did you learn your magic? And it can also be integrated with the fighting spirit. This is really strange!"

If Wang Fan was here, he would definitely be surprised by the voice. Because the owner of this voice was the missing Lipp.

When he returned to the town, it was already dark, and Wang Fan returned to the hotel by himself. Before his butt was hot, he heard a big news.

The old man found Wang Fan with a serious expression and said, "Sir, I have received the news that the second commander of Yuncheng has sent a second-level advanced fighter to investigate the cause of Yan Yang's death, and there is also a first-level fighter accompanying him."

Wang Fan was shocked and blurted out: "Is the news accurate?"

The old man had to nod, "Yes! It's true, I guess I'll arrive tomorrow afternoon."

Wang Fan nodded with a serious expression: "I understand!"

At this time, Wang Fan remembered the assassin rule that Uncle Lip gave him: the first priority of concealment is disguise.

In the evening, Wang Fan was practicing fireball. This spell was the last attack spell. He had been practicing for several days and probably could be practiced tonight. He has been sleepless and strengthened his strength these days because of the crisis, which made him dare not rest.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

"Sir, Lord Albert has something to invite you!" The old man's voice came in.

Wang Fan raised his eyebrows: "Oh, Albert? Come and be affectionate!"

Before Albert could enter, a hearty laughter came into the house. He was still wearing light armor, as if he would never take off at any time.

"Haha, brothers Albert, are you asking me to drink again?" Wang Fan had a good impression of him and joked as soon as he came in.

"Brother Dia, you must drink it. However, today my mistress is invited by me. I hope Brother Dia will be there for you!" Albert bowed and smiled.

"Your mistress?" Wang Fan was stunned. The beautiful lady appeared in his mind.

"Yes, if there is nothing to do with me, let's go with me. My mistress has prepared a banquet!" Albert said fistfully. It was almost like coming to pull Wang Fan.

Thinking about the intention of this invitation, Wang Fan replied: "Since that's the case, it's better to obey your orders than respect!"

When Wang Fan followed Albert to the carriage camp in the east of the city, the camp was brightly lit and decorated with lights, and the atmosphere was very hot. When Wang Fan got off the carriage, he was surrounded by several young girls.

"Sir, please invite me!" Several girls were wearing maid's clothes and shouted in the voices of warblers.

Wang Fan was calm and went to nightclubs in his previous life, so he naturally would not be frightened. As Albert and several girls walked inside, the lights formed a passage, with blood-red carpets on the ground. Not far from both sides, some caravans stood with their hands down, like guards facing the general.

In this world, countries are divided into three, six or nine grades. The first grade is three empires with an area of ​​tens of millions of square kilometers. They dominate the three alliances. The second grade is dozens of big and small kingdoms and small kingdoms. The third grade is hundreds of priests and marquis. These third grade countries rely on force to support them.

In the empire, there are legends, and they are the real terminal power of the empire. In the kingdom, those who support the rule of the country are those strong people of the seventh level or above. Principality and marquis are strong people of the fourth to sixth level. Which country has the first level of force, there will be any terminal of force. Once it exceeds or is weak, changes will cause turmoil.

The chaotic areas between the three major alliances have no unified regime, so force rule is the most direct.

In this place, whoever is stronger is the boss.

For example, now, Wang Fan is just a first-level fighter, which has attracted the extreme attention of the caravan. Because there are too few people in this world who can ignite the fighting spirit and magic power, almost one in a million. Every adult will pay attention.

At the other end of the red carpet is a huge and gorgeous tent. A group of people are standing at the door to greet Wang Fan.

Wang Fan looked from a distance and stood at the first place the beautiful woman. Beside her, there was a beautiful girl of thirteen or fourteen years old. When he saw this girl, Wang Fan sighed slightly in his heart: What a coincidence! This girl is the girl he saved.

When Wang Fan approached, the beautiful lady smiled and blessed her blessing: "Mr. Dia is very honored to be here to appreciate her face. Albert, please come in!"

As I got closer, I felt the beauty of this woman, as if a ripe fruit was emitting a tender fragrance all the time.

"Madam, please be polite!" Wang Fan said with a smile.

The rest of the caravan did not follow in, but dispersed after the salute, and only Albert, his wife and the girl entered together.

The tent was very big, and a banquet was ready. The table was filled with exquisite dishes, with bright colors and rich aromas. Just by looking at them, it made people's index fingers move.

After sitting down, Mrs. Martin smiled and said, "I heard Albert say that someone in this town can tie him, and he is a young hero of fourteen or fifteen years old. I didn't believe it at first, but now when I see the Dia brothers, I realize that he is right. Although Lord Dia is young, he is steady and generous, and has an extraordinary temperament. You can tell at a glance that it is not a thing in the pool. Come, I wish you a cup."

Wang Fan also raised his glass with a smile: "Madam is too much! These are all taught by my teacher. I don't have that great ability."

After drinking, Mrs. Martin asked curiously: "Brother Dia's teacher must be very powerful, too?"

Wang Fan smiled and said calmly: "My teacher doesn't allow me to mention his name now, saying that I can only regard myself as his disciple after I level 3!"

Mrs. Martin and Albert's faces changed and they were surprised. Only after the third level was the only way to claim to be a disciple. How powerful should this teacher be? The two looked at each other and both found surprises in each other's eyes: We have picked up the treasure!

Looking at their shocked expressions, Wang Fan burst into laughter. What he wanted was this effect. He pulled the tiger's skin and held the banner. No matter whether they had bad intentions or not, they would be afraid of it.

Suddenly, Wang Fan's face changed. Just now, he used a space to explore the camp and explored the breath of life within a radius of 100 meters, but was shocked to find that there was a second-level strong man inside.

"I didn't expect that there was a second-level strongman in this caravan, but why didn't this person appear during the last robbery?" Wang Fan thought in confusion. However, this second-level strongman was actually a dark-attribute fighter.

"It's so strange. Whatever I have encountered recently are people with dark attributes."

At this time, Mrs. Martin spoke again.

"Mr. Dia, I am ashamed. The last time our caravan was almost robbed by a robber, it was thanks to a mysterious magician to rescue him and escape safely. However, this also shows that the caravan's defense power needs to be improved. I think, if you invite Lord Dia to be your guest minister in our caravan, I wonder what Lord Dia would like to do? And Lord Dia, please rest assured, the reward will definitely satisfy the adults."

Wang Fan was stunned: "Guest Master?"

"Yes, brother, I heard that you are not from this town either. Why not leave with us? Don't worry, you will definitely not treat you badly in terms of treatment." Albert also said from the side. His attitude was very earnest.

"This?" Wang Fan hesitated a little. He thought to himself: "Leaving must be leaving. After all, the person who pursued him has extended his tentacles here. However, leaving in that way is truly effective. You have to think about it."

Wang Fan thought about it little by little, and looked up and was about to speak, but he met a pair of timid and beautiful big eyes.

The owner of the eyes saw Wang Fan looking over, and immediately lowered his head shyly and his face turned red. This person was the little loli girl who had never spoken since she took the seat.

Wang Fan smiled and said, "I can only agree to be your caravan's guest for the time being. If I want to leave, you can't stop me!"

The beautiful lady and Albert both laughed, and Albert said, "So you agree!"

Mrs. Martin covered her mouth and smiled: "Sir, don't worry, the guest is free to come and go. We will not restrict your freedom. As long as you have something to do, you can leave at any time."

Wang Fan smiled: "That's good!"

During the meal, Mrs. Martin toasted Wang Fan attentively, completely showing her infinite charm, which made Wang Fan intoxicated. After the banquet, Albert hugged Wang Fan and left swayingly.

Suddenly, Albert pointed to Wang Fan's hair and smiled: "I said Brother Dia, what's going on with your hair? Why are you black and yellow? Why, do you still like to dye your black hair?
Chapter completed!