"boom--!"

The violent shock wave exploded in an instant, and the dust flying all over the sky was blown away by a strong wind, revealing a clear scene in the middle of the street!

I saw a burly old man, Dama Jindao, standing between the two sides of the charge. One head was white and obviously neglected to take care of it. It was as messy as if he was standing on a bird's nest. His gray beard was messy and ostentatious. Ww    W.

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The face carved with a knife and axe carved with the unique firmness of a soldier, but his wrinkled uniform of King Freya made his image look a bit out of place.

But the radiant crimson fighting spirit and the powerful aura that radiates from the tall body made everyone dare not underestimate it!

"Xilulu!" "Yulu~!"

For a moment, the noble young men who were rushing towards Leah quickly pulled the reins of their mounts. The horses were neighing with dissatisfaction, but they had to turn and brake! The already scattered charge line was overturned at this moment!

"Tap! Tap!"

At this moment, the sound of horse hooves suddenly came, which immediately made everyone's eyes move away from the amazing crimson, looking curiously in the direction where the sound came.

It was the white horse surrounded by a faint cold mist! Not only did it stop like those noble young men, but it flew like a flying hooves and rushed towards the high-spirited and burly figure!

"Miss Mykonos! Stop! That's..." At this moment, the magician girl Christine didn't care about the reserve of a lady, the noble etiquette, and the grievance that had just been defeated. Instead, she tried her best to express the maximum voice she could and shouted at the top of her lungs.

However, even though Christ reminded Lea the first time she reacted, she was still one step too late!

At that moment, the snow-white horse seemed to merge with the rider on its back, like a white lightning bolt, passing through the broken walls of Ostia's afternoon street!

Whether it was the noble young men who were pulling the horse and stopping, Christe, who had been paying attention to the situation on the field, or the city guard cavalry team who had already dismounted and prepared to salute, and the civilians who lowered their heads but looked curiously, they closed their eyes almost at the same time!

However, after a long time, the earth-shaking collision sounds that everyone imagined did not appear...

People opened their eyes in confusion, but after a second, everyone's mouths were so wide that they could stuff a pebble!

The Mercedes-Benzing white horse was pressed against the forehead with a big hand. No matter how the four hooves were moved, they could no longer make any progress! What's even more amazing is that being suddenly stopped from the rush did not cause any damage to the beautiful white horse. Instead, it still struggled with its thick air, looking lively.

This shows how the master of the big hand controls power!

However, this is not the reason why everyone showed a shocked expression - the real reason is the silver loli with almost all her body hanging on the burly old man!

The unruly white beard was constantly pulled by the small and delicate hands, making people feel heart-wrenching pain when they looked at it.

"Oh! It hurts! It hurts! Xiao Liya, be gentle!"

The old man who was standing tall was no longer powerful at this moment, and the crimson fighting spirit had long dissipated. He deliberately put on his face with a firm line and screamed in pain, but the smile in his eyes could not be concealed no matter what.

"The thief who steals fish! Lose money!" The little loli hanging on the old man's chest did not restrain herself at all, but instead shook her body violently. The two hard beards kept twisting and deforming in her hands as they swayed.

That's right, the person who came was Marshal of the Kingdom of Freya - Landoy Orf Aslante!

"Ahem... Little Liya, have you no money to spend?" Aslant was obviously wrong. His face twitched and stretched out a hand to hug Liya in his arms, so as not to fall down accidentally.

After saying that, he withdrew his big hand pressed on the white horse's forehead, and ran away without caring about the beautiful horse that was free from the bondage. He took out two gold coins from his pocket and handed them to Liya like a treasure: "Here! Just take them from uncle!"

Unexpectedly, the silver little loli looked at the two golden coins with disgust, and at the same time, she quietly tried to force herself: "You are a kingdom marshal, just hit me with such a little?"

"Hey!" Aslant was in pain and said in a hurry: "Little Liya, there are so many people, I will give you some face first. Let me go back and give you some good things..."

Who made me feel soft-hearted and my behavior was in no glory - I sneaked into the girl's residence at night and even stole vegetables! If others knew about it, I'm afraid that Aslant's reputation for his lifetime would be destroyed.

"Well..." Liya pretended to think for a while, then nodded reluctantly: "Don't cheat!"

"Okay, don't cheat! Don't cheat!" Aslant hurriedly agreed, but he didn't know how much pain he would bring to him in the near future if he easily agreed to a dragon's conditions.

Seeing this, Liya no longer had to be more tempted. She let go of her hands holding her beard and patted her casually.

A few white beards quietly fell in Aslante's resentful eyes...

But soon, a cunning look flashed in the eyes of the marshal. He suppressed his smile and took out a handkerchief from his pocket as if he was calm: "Little Liya, wipe your face, you've become a little cat."

The words obviously made Yin's little loli stunned. The faint blush instantly covered her delicate face. She hurriedly turned her head: "Hmph! You have to care!"

Then she did not take the handkerchief from Aslant's hand, but instead took out a white silk scarf with a fragrance from her arms and wiped her face finely.

The effect of the scarf attached to the "Mu Jing Shui" was naturally immediate. Liya glanced at Aslant in disgust: "Put your rag rag quickly, the oil on it can fry the fish."

"Uh..." The marshal's face turned red, he looked down at his handkerchief, rubbed it awkwardly and stuffed it back into his pocket.

Then, Aslant gently put down the little loli in his arms: "Little Liya, you can wait here first."

Knowing that the other party was going to deal with the mess he left behind, Liya nodded gently and stood beside her obediently.

"Ahem!" The old man cleared his throat and woke up the crowd of people who had collective brain failure due to too much shock.

Aslant was behind his back with his hands, his tall body was as straight as a javelin, and a momentum of power without anger naturally scattered.
Chapter completed!