People were surging outside the Hanfeng City, and thousands of eyes were staring at the surrounding open space. A pool of blood was slowly spreading out. The originally majestic Knight Harding had no breath. The murderer who killed him also cooled down his blood and was stunned when the wind blew.

The scene was solemn and there was only breathing. The onlookers stood on tiptoe and didn't dare to show up. Several untouchables really killed the nobles and accomplished things that ordinary people dared not think of. This was amazing.

"This is blasphemy!" Lehman, as the powerful man in Hanfeng City, could not tolerate it. He felt the coldness and kept shouting loudly. The other knights around him also showed anger. How could the noble superior die at the hands of the untouchables?

"These five untouchables who have exceeded the rules must be executed." Lehman's sallow face turned flushed and he could not control his anger. He rode his horse to Zhou Qingfeng, "His Excellency Hugo, how can you, as a nobleman, accept such a terrible thing?

Harding has admitted defeat and is willing to pay the ransom. But your soldiers brutally killed him, which is a great blasphemy and violation of the rule of law."

Alpha was carried away by several personal guards, and the soldier who took the initiative to stand up was already dead. He was extremely injured and could not save him. The other four personal guards who fought seemed to realize what they had done at this moment and all knelt down.

Whether it is the personal guard or the guard, there is silence. This is a stance of being allowed to deal with. After all, killing nobles is a serious crime and will never be forgiven. This is a tradition that has been around for decades, hundreds, and thousands of years, and it is the law.

Under the gaze of everyone, Zhou Qingfeng turned over and dismounted. Kelly knew what he was going to do at a glance, and shook his head and sighed. Xili quickly took a small box from the back of "Jiying" and took out a bottle of "healing potion".

"Your Excellency, what are you doing? Don't you safeguard the glory and dignity of the nobles?" Lehman wanted to stop Zhou Qingfeng. But when Xili stared at him, he did not dare to step forward.

Zhou Qingfeng squatted down and opened the blue bottle cap of the "healing agent". The fallen alpha opened his eyes like a rebirth, shaking his lips, but only blood came out. The latter was helped up, and he vomited a mouthful of blood, making him even more depressed.

Alpha's mouth was pinched open and the potion was poured in.

Lehman was still exclaiming, "What is such a precious thing to use on a pariah?"

The power of magic was at work, and Alpha's weak breathing gradually stabilized, and its collapsed chest quickly calmed down. In the invisible chest cavity and abdominal cavity, the bleeding organs were moved to normal again.

Wow, the sound of surprise replaced all kinds of doubts and shocks. The repeated reversals of the situation made more people inexplicably excited. Zhou Qingfeng ordered several armed civilians to carry the wounded into the carriage, and instead sneered at Lehman.

"You just started a duel against me, right? I don't care about any ransom. None of you has the money anymore. So far, anyone who provokes me will have to die. This is my rule and cannot be destroyed."

After leaving the words, Zhou Qingfeng led the team into the city. Marbury looked at Harding who was lying on the ground and gradually became colder. He didn't know whether to be sad or excited. He rode his horse behind Uncle Zhou and whispered, "Honor Lehman is going to be angry."

"So what if you are angry? If you have the ability, come and take revenge." Zhou Qingfeng said casually, "Maybe your father is willing to use my hand to get rid of the hidden dangers of your family."

"What?" Marbury was speechless.

After entering the city, he naturally had to go to the city lord. Zhou Qingfeng didn't care whether the Lord Lehman was so angry that he exploded, but he endured the revenge and directly led the team to the city lord's mansion of Changle's family.

The mansion of Changle's house is not very big, and the interior decoration is quite luxurious. Kaili and others accompanied Zhou Qingfeng in and were very impressed by all kinds of exquisite devices and supplies. Just a few landscape decoration paintings in the living room made them linger.

The venue where both parties met was placed in the garden of the mansion, but the flowers in the garden were withered and the fountain stopped. I had no money to continue to maintain the magic barrier that was isolated from the inside and outside, and only a greenhouse was retained.

Marbury led the way until he brought Zhou Qingfeng to his father. The thin-faced Columfiel leaned against the recliner in the greenhouse with a wool blanket. He raised his hand and pointed to the small table in front of him.

"Sit down, the magical Victor Hugo. My injuries have not healed yet, and I can't stand up to greet you. Your actions today are beyond my expectations, and the expressions of the servants' retelling are indescribable. But I'm very happy if you can come."

There was a rumor outside that the old man had a terminal illness, but he looked good when he met him in person. Zhou Qingfeng sat down as he said, looking at the other person with interest. The servant gave him a cup of hot tea and a few dishes of pastries, and then he retreated, leaving only Marbury to serve him personally.

"Your High Legs, you are not as miserable as described by the outside world. I originally thought you were going to die soon." Zhou Qingfeng picked up the tea and took a sip, feeling that the taste was good. The nobles in the north were indeed luxurious, and the sugar in the tea was so sweet.

The old long leg smiled bitterly, "I called you Victor, don't mind. The situation in the North is very chaotic now, and you must have many doubts. We can talk about everything about this, and ask if you have any doubts. I will never hide it."

"Any question?" Zhou Qingfeng's eyes condensed, "What is the Iron Curtain?"

The old long legs were holding up the tea with a smile, and his hands froze. Marbury was a little mentally insane, and neither the father nor the son expected that Zhou Qingfeng was really asking bizarrely.

"It's not a good thing that's a young man, he's energetic." Old Changle sighed, "I thought you were more concerned about the situation in Hanfeng City or the situation in the North. But you asked the "Iron Curtain". Well, I said that we have everything, and we have time."

Marbury asked in the jack of the mouth, "Dear Lord Hugo, how could you wonder what the Iron Curtain is?"

"Don't anyone care about this issue?" Zhou Qingfeng asked back.

The father and son were depressed. It was not that they didn't care, but that they had already gotten used to it.

Zhou Qingfeng continued, "I want to leave the Northland and leave this ghost place."

Marbury turned and surprised, "His Excellency Hugo, don't you want to occupy a city in the north?"

Hahaha, Zhou Qingfeng laughed. Then the old long legs laughed, and finally Marbury laughed at himself. The latter two laughed and burst into tears. The old long legs seemed to be touched by their thoughts, and they beat the table and scolded him hatefully.

"Leave, we want to leave this ghost place, but we can't go anywhere! My grandfather is Levin, a hero who once fought against the demons, but as his grandson, I became a jailer and prisoner.

The merits made by my grandfather saved mankind, but the rewards were betrayal, fraud and mockery. The bastards in the south treated us like fools, and they blocked us firmly, fearing us and hating us."

The old long leg punched the wooden table beside the recliner with a clatter of a slam. The guards around him, Kelly and others rushed in after hearing the sound, and then retreated again when they found that it was just a misunderstanding.

Zhou Qingfeng glanced at the broken wood all over the ground. Fortunately, he was quick and at least saved his cup of tea. He now held the tea cup and had nowhere to put it, so he could only take a small sip and put it on the ground.

"It sounds like a long story. But you're right, we have time to chat slowly. I'm curious about what happened in the North over the past fifty years? What is the South's attitude towards us now?"

The old long leg sighed and said with a sad expression, "What I want to say next is a secret that is passed down by word of mouth and not recorded. This was originally the secret that the Seventeen Cities in the Northland are mainly kept, but now this secret has long become a joke."

Zhou Qingfeng immediately sat upright, serious and serious.

"It is rumored that more than a thousand years ago, a group of elves from Yongju Island established Silver Leaf City in the north. This group of elves were expelled from Yongju Island. Their leader was a elves prophet convicted of being heresy."

The sound of the old long legs floated melodiously in the warm room. When the words "hereth" and "elf prophet" appeared, Zhou Qingfeng felt a strange look on his chest. He frowned in confusion

The old long-legged cursed again, "Victor, what is the Iron Curtain? Let me tell you. The Iron Curtain is a plane, a semi-plane that invades the main material world. It is stuck above the north, and it is a closed space tens of thousands of meters above the ground.

The "Iron Curtain" did not appear fifty years ago, but in fact it appeared a thousand years ago. It has always been very small and no one cares much, just considers it because there are more stars in the sky.

But fifty years ago, the iron curtain suddenly expanded and enveloped the north. It was rumored outside that the demon built the iron curtain. But in fact, it was done by the elf prophet of Silver Leaf City.

We don’t know much about the ‘Elf Prophet’, and his true identity has always been a mystery. We only know that it once used a name - Marcos."
Chapter completed!