"City Lord Michel, looking at Hize's appearance, I'm afraid this matter is extremely important. Why don't I go and have a look with you."
"Maybe I can help!"
Mo Hongyu was worried and wanted to go with Michel Wiese. The purpose of this was to prevent Michel Wiese from being unable to withstand the pressure from the other party and shaking his affairs out.
After a while, Michel Weitzer came back to his senses, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes. As long as he killed Nangong Ling Qing and left Taikun City, it would not be too hard for him to come to the other party. The lord of Kuncheng.
Michel Wiese stood up, nodded towards Mo Hongyu, and led the two of them quickly towards the city hall.
Around the city hall at this time, there was a circle of Nangong family members, and they all exuded an extremely terrifying aura.
The personnel who originally patrolled around the city hall were all blocked outside, and they did not dare to ask what was going on, nor did they dare to take a step forward, fearing that the long swords in these people's hands would fall on them.
Michel Weitzer took Mo Hongyu and Hize to the outside of the City Hall. Looking at the scene in front of him, he was a little surprised. He did not expect that the Nangong family would have discharged so many people for Nangong Lingqing. The city lord of Kun City, his city hall was occupied by others, and the influence of this spread on his reputation is not a little bit, I am afraid that he will be living in the ridicule of the world in the future.
Michel Wieser raised his eyebrows slightly, and a tyrannical aura burst out from his body, oppressing the Nangong family standing around the city hall.
The Nangong family, the two men with swords in their hands felt this tyrannical aura, pushed back a few steps, and looked at Michel Wiese solemnly.
"Everyone, this is our Lord of the City!"
"Please also let us in!"
Hize, who had felt the strength of the Nangong family, immediately stood in front of Michel Wiese and said with a smile.
Michel Wiese turned his eyes to Xize. Although he was very jealous of the Nangong family, he didn't want to see his own people look so humble in front of others.
Michel Weitzer's expression gradually became cold, and he walked slowly to the city hall, looking at Nangong Jin and Nangong Xun and his group sitting in front of his eyes. His figure was slightly taken aback. There was a trace of spiritual fluctuations on these people. He couldn't detect it, which made him feel terrified.
Michel Wiese put away the spiritual source aura on his body, put his hands behind his back, and said with great authority.
"I heard that everyone is from the Nangong family!"
"The old man has not been out of Taikun City for many years. Why, does the Nangong family think that Taikun City is a soft persimmon?
Michel Wiese said, walking slowly in the direction of Nangong Jin.
Nangong Xun's figure was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect that this person would even raked back, stood up abruptly, and shouted sharply.
"We came to Taikun City this time for one thing!"
"I hope you can give us a satisfactory explanation, and give us Qinger intact!"
As he said, Nangong Xun's body unconsciously emitted a trace of source force fluctuations, shaking the surrounding air ripples.
Feeling the power of Nangongxun, Michel Wiese felt tight, knowing that today's things were not easy to handle, but did not show it, just smiled faintly.
"Don't the Nangong family members know what etiquette is?"
"Forced into my Taikun City, occupy my city hall, now I have to do something to the old man, I can't do it!"
Michel Wiese stood in place and said coldly, with deep eyes looking at Nangong Xun on the opposite side.
"you!"
"Okay, sit down."
Nangong Xun was about to say something, when Nangong Jin stopped him, his deep eyes looked at Michelle Weese, and her sharp eyes seemed to pierce through Michelle Weese.
"Michelle Wiese."
"Participated in the exploration of soul blood of the beast."
"Worked at Taikun City sixty years ago."
…
Nangong Jin took out an information board from the bracelet. The densely packed information was all about Michel Wiese. Nangong Jin read it out slowly, and the old voice echoed in the hall.
But Nangong Jin's voice fell into Michel Weese's ears, but like a sharp sword, it pierced Michel Weese's heart directly.
"stop!"
"I didn't expect you to know so much about my affairs."
"Really made a lot of preparations!"
Michel Wiese sat down with a gloomy expression and said coldly.
Nangong Jhin slowly placed the tablet in his hand on the table, quietly looking at Michel Wiese.
After a long time, Nangong Jin slowly spoke.
"Sanctuary, eh."
"We went to Taikun City and occupied the city hall. You think there is a mistake, it's good."
"As long as you hand over Qing'er, if there is no damage, then my Nangong family should make amends."
"But! If you can't hand over Qing'er today, there is no need for this Taikun City to exist!"
Nangong Jin took the ring from Nangong Xun's hand and said coldly, with a hint of breathtaking killing inadvertently revealed on his body, like a ghost coming out of hell.
Michel Weitzer looked at Nangong Jin with a shocked face, and the cold sweat on his back began to ask.
"I don't know who the Qinger Mr. Nangong is talking about!"
Nangong Xun cast a cold glance at Michel Wiese and shouted sharply.
"Nangong Lingqing, of course, why, City Lord Michel, don't tell me you haven't seen my youth!"
Hearing Nangong Xun’s words, both Michelle Wiese and Mo Hongyu at the gate of the palace were taken aback, and felt a shock in their hearts. Michel Wiese kept thinking about how to hide from the Nangong family. .
And Nangong Jin, Nangong Xun and the others were looking at Michel Weitzer coldly at this time, and being able to sit here calmly and ask him for someone was the greatest tolerance they could make.
"Nangong Lingqing, I remember it."
"Haha, the banquet last night and the little friend Nangong were very happy."
"However, the little friend of Nangong has left today like he himself, and the old man planned to send him to him."
"Why, what happened to Little Friend Nangong?"
Michel Weitzer explained it with a smile, and then pretended to be confused, as if she didn't know where Nangong Ling Qing was now.
Mo Hongyu at the door heard Nangong Jin’s words, his expression became a little flustered, his eyes kept dodging, watching Mo Hongyu’s reaction, Xize’s eyebrows were slightly raised, could it be that this matter is the master of Mo Hongyu Mo made? Xize's heart was puzzled.
