Nong Qier took Ming Zhi's arm, leaned her head on his shoulder, and said, "I not only hope that you are the strongest man in the world, but also the most powerful man in the world." These words echoed for a long time. In moshang's memory, he clenched the Cheka in his hand, feeling that the future was bright. The most common saying is: "All the achievements of a man's struggle are entirely to satisfy the women around him!"
After practicing lightness, moshang felt that the strength in his body was much stronger than before. He really wanted to test his own level, so he asked Nong Qier beside him, "Is there a temple of some level that can measure a person's strength?" What is the level?" Nong Qier said: "Yes, as long as it is a big city in the province, there are generally distributions."
Ming Zhi said "Oh", as if he wanted to know the details, Nong Qier continued: "After passing the level certification, the priest of the temple will issue a badge, and the number marked on the badge is your level. If you don't have a badge, others will not recognize the level you said, and I feel that many things are not allowed." I took a look at moshang: "It's like you, you can't see that your strength can surpass the level of a samurai. I think not only me, but anyone will be surprised." As he spoke, he took out a golden badge with the number "22" on it.
Ming Zhi said: "How far is the big city from here, and how long will it take to get there?" Nong Qier said: "The nearest to here is Xilu City, about 300 kilometers away, why? Do you want to test your level?" For some reason, I couldn't help but feel joy all over my face. Ming Zhi said: "Exactly, but it seems that you are happier than me." Nong Qier said: "Of course, your level is a mystery in my heart, now I have the opportunity to know, a level stronger than a super warrior, Of course I'm very excited."
Ming Zhi said: "Is that so? Then I will grant your wish." As he spoke, he whistled to the sky, Chi Lianniao immediately appeared in mid-air upon hearing the whistle. These days, this Chilian bird, which can be said to be Nong Qier's mount, has already identified moshang as its second owner, so it immediately appeared as soon as it heard the whistle.
moshang put his left arm around Nong Qier's waist, acted lightly, tapped his toes lightly on the ground, jumped more than ten meters high, and sat on Chilianniao's body. Nong Qier did not show any vindictiveness at all, just like a weak woman, leaning against moshang, moshang hugged her to his chest in a horseback riding style, stretched his hands through her armpits, and grabbed the iron on Chilianniao's neck. Make the ring, because the speed of Chilian Bird can reach 300 kilometers per hour. Under normal circumstances, if you don't hold the ring with both hands, you will definitely fall from it.
moshang stroked the fiery red feathers of Chilian bird lightly, and said, "Thank you for your hard work." Chilian bird is a spiritual animal, and can basically understand people's words. He nodded, as if to say: "You're welcome, my master!" Between humans and animals, sometimes it is necessary to establish the necessary relationship.
Chilian bird flapped its wings, the surrounding air began to rotate, and even the clouds bypassed them, and disappeared in front of them in an instant.
As the largest city in Kaisaer Kingdom, Xilu City is naturally crowded with people, and the entire Qingxi Village is not as big as a square here. moshang came to this big city for the first time, and it was really dizzying. Heels, although they walk in a hurry, never collide with each other, it seems that they have already gotten used to it.
From the cries of the merchants, the scale-like buildings, and the clothes of the passers-by, it can be seen that this place is indeed a bustling place. But the more prosperous the place, the more indifferent one after another. The people here seem to think that no one else exists, and concentrate on doing their own things, as if they don't want to cause troubles that they can't afford in this mixed place. It is much inferior to the shabby greetings of everyone in Qingxi Village.
A high-ranking samurai with an iron sword hanging from his waist, and a surprisingly handsome young man walked in the middle of the street, but they attracted a burst of curious eyes, but most of them just took a sneak peek, and then pretended nothing happened, and then leave in a hurry.
"Do you think the people here are weird?" Nong Qier looked at the lovely crowd around her and said something with a slight smile. Ming Zhi said: "That's true!" Nong Qier said: "In big cities, there are usually branches of the Adventurer's Guild, and there are a lot of money waiting for those who complete the tasks every day. Thieves, mercenaries, mages, warriors, swordsmen, etc. Warriors, knights, you can almost see their shadows here, with the strength of strength, there will be tasteless fights, so there are often battles due to quarrels here..."
She had just finished talking here when she suddenly heard a noise not far away, and the crowd scattered in all directions, leaving only four or five people scattered in twos and twos around the center of the venue. The sound of explosions. Nong Qier smiled inadvertently: "I don't need to say more, it seems that you should be clear."
moshang nodded, and walked towards the place where the accident happened, Nong Qier followed behind unhurriedly, some common people who did not know martial arts escaped completely, but the warrior mage came after hearing the news, free of charge You can't help but watch the live broadcast. When Ming Zhi and Nong Qier arrived, there were already dozens of people around, and people from various professions appeared here.
Nong Qier covered her whole body with fighting spirit, the fighting spirit of a high-ranking warrior was enough to make people feel frightened, everyone looked at the two with terrified eyes, stepped aside one after another, moshang was able to walk to the innermost part of the crowd without any effort layer. I saw a mage wearing a gray robe fighting fiercely with a warrior in silver armor. The mage continuously condensed magic into fireballs and flew towards the warrior. The samurai swung his big sword, and the fighting energy from the sword collided with the fireball, canceling each other out, it seems that the strength of the two is not much different.
Every time fighting spirit and magic collide, there will be bursts of astonishment from around. Seeing so many people watching, the warrior and the mage are doing their best, only thinking about defeating each other, otherwise there will be no face.
"Shaqi, split this low-level mage into two pieces with one sword, you can do it, you can do it." His friend shouted excitedly. moshang turned his head and saw a thief with a black face. Cloth, with a half-sword long dagger stuck in a leather holster around his waist, his figure is thinner than ordinary people. The warrior named Sha Qi nodded towards the thief, shouted fiercely, and then turned around, and the iron sword swept towards the mage's waist, the sword's aura formed a semi-arc, and the going was very urgent. The sorcerer held up his staff with his right hand, creating a stone wall in front of him, blocking the sword energy, and at the same time, two fireballs hit Shaqi from left and right.