Infinity from the giant

Chapter 309 Wilton City

You can search for "Unlimited Search Novels from Giants (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!It was close to noon, but the streets were still full of traffic and people. It was October and the weather was still relatively cool.

The city’s arterial roads extend in all directions, and the asphalt roads are lined with palm trees and toons with green leaves.

In the courtyard, there are lush egg trees, graceful banyan trees, and colorful bananas.

Rehn looked curiously at this livable and tourist city in the Kingdom of Faroland. This place is also quite interesting. Almost every house has flower pots on the door or balcony.

Cockscomb, coleus, anthurium, agave and other flowers are dazzling.

"It's a good place for cultivating sentiment and providing for the elderly. It's a pity that it almost became the capital of the kingdom back then, but after all, the geographical location is a little worse."

Old Bill Urn said angrily.

Ren nodded. William the Conqueror didn't choose his hometown to build the capital for a reason. The location was indeed poor.

There is a small forest to the north of Wilton, the Pugney Plain where birds do not shit to the south, and the second largest freshwater lake in Faroland to the east-Lake More.

The terrain is too complicated to be used as the center of gravity of a country. Wilton was bestowed by William I as a fief.

But now the Duke of Wilton's house has fallen a bit, and it has been relegated to the house of the Earl of Wilton. Only the area on the east of the city near Lake More is still the family's fief.

In fact, the Kingdom of Faroland now has no real duke family, such as the family of the Marquis of Thornton, which is already the top nobility in the kingdom.

Of course, among court nobles and glorious nobles without fiefdoms, there are parallel dukes or princes, and the titles of human beings are not entirely based on their strength.

However, if the nobles in this world want to maintain their title, they have rigid requirements for the extraordinary power in the family.

Ren and Bill were chatting, and they soon came to a unique courtyard, which was Bill's home.

"Boss, wait here for a while, half an hour later, I will bring them."

Old Bill was a quick man, and he left in a hurry just after he finished speaking.

Ren looked around the surrounding flowers and shrubs, found a stone bench and sat down, and took out a book from the storage ring.

"Annion's Travels", this is Catherine's collection, has not been published in the market, and there is no author's signature.

But it is certain that this is written by a powerful transcendent, and the story basically happened in the middle and late Fifth Age.

"In 537, I came to the Xiluo Desert, where there is a radius of tens of miles, and as always, there is no grass.

I think about it, it's about 1,500 years, when the sun king David played against the three dark kings here, and completely changed the landscape here.

In the sand, you can still vaguely feel the flames of the sun and several special dark powers circulating, leaving them behind.

This is the top power. I feel that although I am better than Carlos, I am a little worse than David. However, I am still young and a lush young man. Sooner or later, I am invincible in the world..."

When he read this, Ren's face twitched, only to feel that the population who wrote this book was getting bigger and bigger, and he had blown up the cowhide.

He likes this book very much, it contains a lot of secret things, which greatly broadens his vision.

But the author is sometimes too narcissistic, and his tone is so arrogant that he slaughtered a dark prince and raised a werewolf duke as a watchdog, and accidentally crashed an 800-meter mountain.

In short, this master dragged him to the point that he had no friends. Anyway, Ren didn't quite believe that he was so awesome, and deliberately didn't leave a name, probably because he was afraid of being mocked by posterity.

Just when he was obsessed with studying and couldn't extricate himself, old Bill came back, followed by more than 40 people.Search for books www.soshuba.net

"This is the boss, right? A handsome little brother, do you want to come in your sister's arms?"

A melodious voice came, and a tall woman wearing a black tights walked up to Renn not far away, and her beautiful eyes looked at him curiously.

Damn it, good shot, at least 34D.

Rehn's eyes condensed and put the book down. The first thing he noticed was not the pretty face of the woman, but her full chest.

No way, it's so spectacular, the tights can't be restrained, but they become more prominent, only seen in life.

In his heart, Renn's face was still as steady as an old dog: "Beauty, walk carefully and pay more attention to your feet."

"what?"

The face was a little stunned, and the girl in a tight leather jacket was puzzled, and she didn't react for a while.

Ren shrugged his shoulders and said solemnly: "With your scale, it will block the line of sight under your feet and fall easily."

Huh!

The hot body girl smiled, seemingly funny, stretched out her hand and wanted to come up and touch Ren's face.

"Bessie, be serious! This is the boss." Old Bill couldn't stand it anymore and scolded.

Bill seemed to be quite prestigious. After making a cut, Bessie didn't get too presumptuous. He stepped back and stood side by side with the two men in the first line of the group.

Rehn had time to take a look at this group of people. They should all be over 30 years old. After working as a mercenary for about ten years, they chose to retire, start a family, and change careers.

He felt a little, most of them were first-order transcendents, there were eight second-order transcendents, and third-order transcendents, only Bessie.

Bill coughed and introduced: "These are basically the people I have taken, who have also performed tasks with me. They have been in the industry for more than 6 years and have rich experience..."

He hurriedly promoted a wave, but there was no way. This group of people are now problematic, and it is difficult to even be a bodyguard.

The boss doesn't want everyone. If he doesn't meet the requirements, he will be slapped off. If there is no job, God knows what this group of troublemakers will do.

"Let them all introduce themselves." Renn said lightly.

Old Bill nodded, first handed him a pile of information, and then his eyes showed the three people in the first row. These three are the strongest and have a beautiful record.

"Leo, you come first." Old Bill coughed.

The man named Leo stepped forward. He had a thin face, a slender figure, a black suit, sunglasses, and a gangster outfit.

The key is that he was still holding a book in his hand, and after examining Renn, he opened the book and cleared his throat:

"I am Leo Anderson, a literary and artistic youth, like reading, like poetry and novels, and full of love..."

"Stop!"

Rehn stopped him from speaking, glanced at the information in his hand, teasing: "Are you wearing sunglasses to read?"

According to data, Leo has a serious tendency to violence. In the two years after retirement, he was detained for fights on several occasions.

The literary youth is even more nonsense. He is 35 years old, and there is a kind of evil spirit in him, which is by no means good.

Leo grinned when he heard the words, and his smile was very bright, and the old Bill on the side shook his heart. It's over, this guy is about to let himself go.