Valkyrie

After quitting, Li Yiqi and Long Xiaoqi walked side by side, and suddenly Li Yiqi stopped.

"Do you want to heal the injury quickly?"

"Oh! What can you do?"

Long Xiaoqi also stopped, looking at Li Yiqi with surprise on his face.

"Yes, but you owe me one more time, how about it, do you still want to do it?"

Li Yiqi looked straight at Long Xiaoqi, with an unexpected provocative look in his eyes.

Long Xiaoqi looked a little puzzled, but the fire in his heart was also ignited, what does this guy mean, is he saying that he owes him a lot?Thinking of this, Long Xiaoqi felt a little helpless, but after seeing Li Yiqi's provocative eyes, he resolutely became angry again.

"You dare to do it, me? Why don't you dare to do it? I owe you so much, and I owe you one more time. Tell me, how can I recover quickly!"

"follow me!"

Li Yiqi's reaction surprised Long Xiaoqi. After Long Xiaoqi finished speaking, he didn't even look at Long Xiaoqi.He turned around and took the lead, as if he was sure that Long Xiaoqi would agree.

Long Xiaoqi followed Li Yiqi dully, it seemed a bit...

half a month later.

The imperial capital of the Martial God Empire, in the Eighth Prince's Mansion.

In the dark night, the moonlight shone on the huge courtyard of the Eight Emperors Mansion, as gentle as water.There are more than a hundred black figures standing in the courtyard at this moment, and by the moonlight, one can see a golden skull embroidered on their bodies.

The elders of the smiling coffin are also the most mysterious force of the smiling coffin.

In front of the many elders, a white figure stood there. He was dressed in white robes, white boots, and a white skeleton, just like a mourner dressed in linen and mourning.It was such a person who stood at the forefront of all the elders.

Opposite the man in white, the eighth prince was dressed in a golden dragon robe, showing his might and arrogance, with calm and cold eyes.Looking at these fresh troops, the Eighth Prince couldn't calm down his thoughts.

After three years of planning, it finally came to this step. Success or failure is a matter of one action. Looking at the southeast direction, the Eighth Prince cried out in his heart.

"Mother, just wait, I will definitely bring you back to life."

"Master, let's talk about the ugly words first. If you can't control the fourth prince, I don't mind tearing up our agreement. Don't blame me for giving up on you!" The eighth prince came back to his senses and looked at the black clothes. He felt a little tangled in his heart, but he was relieved when he thought of his mother.He said to the man in white with cold eyes.

The man in white didn't reply, but a man in purple robe walked out behind him, walked up to the Eighth Prince and bowed slightly.

"Don't worry, the eighth prince. My father's words are credit. Don't worry, everything is within the plan. As long as the eighth prince doesn't succeed in his plan, we will just give up. We Smiling Coffin are very trustworthy. As long as there is Money can do anything."

The voice of the purple-robed man was sinister, the kind that would make people bored when he heard it. The Eighth Prince had goosebumps all over his body after hearing it once. He turned around and walked away. He didn't trust these people, but he had to Believe me, these people are indeed a new force, but they are also a ticking time bomb.

After walking to the door, he made a gesture, and then walked through the door.

After the Eighth Prince left, the purple-robed man straightened up and walked to the side of the white-clothed man.

"Father, the eighth prince is really arrogant. In my opinion, wouldn't it be easy to just abolish it? We'd better implement the plan with the fourth prince!"

"You don't understand, my intention is very obvious, I want to let Wu Nitian feel the feeling of being betrayed by his own son, I just want to torture him, make him angry, make him angry, make him unwilling, let him be in love You don't understand, you really don't understand the pleasure of dying under my hand during the humiliation and suffering!" The man suddenly seemed to be a different person, his voice was hoarse and pale, full of hatred, and a little hysterical.

He hated Wu Nitian, and he couldn't let go of his hatred.

Seeing his father's expression, the man in purple retreated quietly. He knew that his father was extremely crazy at this time and had a strong desire to kill.

After a while, the man in white seemed to recover and spit out a word.

"go!"

Then everyone jumped together, and the huge courtyard was empty in an instant.

At the same time, in the fourth prince's mansion, the fourth prince also led some people in strange costumes to set off, aiming at the imperial palace of the imperial capital.

In the imperial capital city at night, the moonlight is bright, dark and hazy.

The moonlight is like water, extremely feminine, but under this feminine, there is an oppressive aura, the aura of a storm coming.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up in the sky, the moonlight was blocked, and dark clouds began to gather. Lightning struck one after another, and the dark clouds rolled, as if the doomsday was coming.

In the palace, Wu Nitian appeared at the entrance of the Jinluan Hall, looking up at the lightning in the sky, feeling uneasy, behind him? A dozen old men stood with him, also looking into the sky together.

"The sky has changed, and this day has come really fast."

"We didn't know that he would attack Long Batian, otherwise, with Long Batian's status and connections, we wouldn't need to be so passive."

"I was negligent. I didn't expect them to be so decisive. I also blame the Long family for a bitch. Everything is fate. What should come will come. It is useless to blame others."

"Since this is the case, let us old guys do our part. I want to see who is going to deal with our Wu family. With such a thorough layout, I want to see how capable this person is."

All the people in the palace are of royal heritage, and they were all invited out by Wu Nitian, because he felt this crisis, an unprecedented sense of crisis, this is the innate vigilance of the strong, and it is generally not wrong.

Outside Wuzhi Gate, the Eighth Prince arrived with a coffin with a smile on his face. General Yuwen was guarding the gate, and there were hundreds of imperial guards.

The eighth prince looked at General Yuwen, didn't speak, just watched quietly.

"Eighth prince, you go back, you can't go in." After a long time, General Yuwen sighed with a disappointed expression.

The Eighth Prince stood under the city gate, looking at General Yuwen on the gate, with a struggling expression on his face, but when he thought of his mother, the struggling expression disappeared immediately.He looked determined.

"I don't want to embarrass you, General Yuwen. I have a little friendship with Yu Wenzi. If you just open the city gate and let me in? I won't embarrass you."

"Hehe, the Eighth Prince's tone is very loud. Judging from your tone, it seems that you don't want to follow my advice?"

"There is really no way to listen, but you, if you listen to my advice, maybe it will be better!"

"Then there is nothing more to say, let's do it, with me here, you don't even think about entering this gate!"

General Yuwen was condescending and shouted loudly.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and there was a tendency to pour it down. In the rainy night, the darkness became more blurred, and only sounds could be heard.

The Eighth Prince closed his eyes and stopped talking. The person behind the coffin smiling made his move.

The man in white didn't move, but disappeared in place, and reappeared above the city gate.

General Yuwen couldn't help being shocked when he saw the man in white who suddenly appeared. He didn't even feel how the man appeared at such a fast speed.

However, the man in white surprised him even more at the next moment. The man in white stood on the spot, flipped his palm, and a huge black hand condensed. The big hand swept across and grabbed General Yuwen by the waist.

"Judgment!"

A voice like the sound of hell sounded, and General Yuwen felt his eyes go dark, and he was trapped in a dark cage, and the giant hand was right in front of him, slowly grabbing towards him.

General Yuwen wanted to hide, but found that his body was out of control at all.

General Yuwen's eyes were almost protruding, this is the law, this is the law of the master of the Emperor Wu level, the man in white on the opposite side turned out to be a Emperor Wu, suddenly remembered the black giant hand he saw at the Long's house last time, In an instant he understood something.His face was extremely ugly.

Long Batian was killed by these people, and these people belonged to the Eighth Prince, so Long Batian was killed by the Eighth Prince, but why did the Eighth Prince do this? Everyone knows the friendship between him and the Ninth Prince , How could he have the heart to hurt the members of the Long family.Having been in contact with the princes for so many years, he couldn't see that the eighth prince had such a cruel heart.

Then there is only one possibility, the Eighth Prince was used by these people.

Thinking of this, General Yuwen's back was covered with cold sweat. Who are these people?Smiling coffin?

The giant black hand slowly closed, and General Yuwen's neck was pinched by it. It became difficult to breathe, his face turned red and purple, and finally the blackness dissipated, and the rainy night returned.

The man in white grabbed General Yuwen's neck with one hand, swayed his body and appeared next to the Eighth Prince.

"Kill or not?"

The man in white asked the eighth prince, his words were very simple, extremely cold and murderous.

The Eighth Prince glanced at General Yuwen whose neck was pinched, and that heroic figure appeared in his mind. He was in a trance for a while, and then turned his back.

"It's abolished, there is no need to take his life!"

He still didn't have the heart to deal with General Yuwen.

"Crack!"

However, there was a sound of broken bones, and the Eighth Prince's heart tightened, and he looked back to see the scene that made him angry.

The white-clothed man's hands were covered with blood, General Yuwen stared unwillingly, with blood foaming from his mouth, and looking at his neck, it had already been crushed by the white-clothed man, there was absolutely no possibility of him surviving.

"Eighth prince, you will regret it!" This was General Yuwen's last voice. He widened his eyes, protruding from his eye sockets, and vomited blood. It was extremely tragic. A generation of imperial generals died like this.

"Why do you disobey my words, I just let you abolish him, not let you kill him!"

The eighth prince looked angrily at the man in white, his tone was cold, he was angry, and that heroic voice appeared in his mind again, maybe he would never be able to see him normally again.

And these are all done by the man in front of him.

The man shook his hand, and the blood on his hand dripped like oil droplets, and his arm returned to its normal color.He raised his head to look at the Eighth Prince, the corners of his pale mouth curled up slightly, extremely weird.

The eighth prince also saw this man's face at this time, and he was stunned, because this face seemed very familiar, who did he resemble, after thinking about it carefully, his eyes widened, and he looked at the man in disbelief.