Chapter 782: He must die

"emperor!"
Hei Xiao suddenly stepped forward and raised his finger to the distance.
"Look!"
On the horizon in the distance, a fast horse galloped up, shocking the dust in the sky.
Jin Huaran stepped forward, clinging to the city wall with both hands.
"is it him?!"
"It should be! This is the boundary of our Kyoto. Unless there is an emergency military situation, no one would ride so fast..."
Jin Huaran's gaze fell on Mo Xuanchen again.
"The regent, next, it's a good show!"
Mo Xuanchen narrowed his eyes and smiled leisurely: "Yes, it's a good show! I'm afraid that this good show is too big to end..."
"Big? Of course it's big!" Jin Huaran's eyes had a touch of madness: "Four masters who are prying eyes, of course the scene is big!!"
As soon as the horse got closer, the smile on Jin Huaran's face gradually diminished, and his eyes showed surprise.
"How... how?!"
Hei Xiao stepped forward: "The emperor! What's the matter?"
Jin Huaran slowly shook his head, then suddenly turned his head to look at Mo Xuanchen.
"did you see?"
Mo Xuanchen seemed to be unaware, so he shook his head: "See what? A person?"
Jin Huaran stopped abruptly, his eyes changed again when he looked at Mo Xuanchen.
"Don't you realize that this...Ling San looks like a person!?"
It was Ling Yunfeng that galloped on the horse.
When approaching a hundred meters from Zhengtianmen, he flew off his horse and stood still.
His eyes are dub, his eyes are like a knife.
"Jin Huaran?!"
When he was still the commander of the Ling Family Army of the Hengchang Empire, he had several encounters with Jin Huaran on the battlefield.
Now his eyes are facing each other, and he can see each other at a glance.
"Crack!"
The city wall in Jin Huaran's hands shattered.
"It's him?! How is it possible?!"
Jin Huaran's heart burst into the storm, and his breathing seemed to stop when he slapped him.
"How could it? How could it?!"
Hei Xiao looked at him suspiciously, and squinted towards Ling Yunfeng disapprovingly.
"The emperor, who is he, how can he shock you so much!?"
Jin Huaran did not dare to speak.
Ling Yunfeng is dead, it is a recognized fact.
The battle 20 years ago was also their biggest battle of merit in the past 50 years.
As the emperor of Trap, if he publicly acknowledges Ling Yunfeng's identity, his honor will be ruined for decades, and he will become the laughing stock of the world. It is a shame that he will never erase.
Therefore, the three words Ling Yunfeng absolutely cannot be said from his mouth.
Moreover, Ling Yunfeng cannot leave alive today.
He must die! !
"Black Night!"
"emperor?!"
"Did you see that person?"
"I saw it!"
"Kill! No matter what the price is paid, no matter who you use, you must kill!"
Jin Huaran's hand slammed heavily against the defensive wall.
"kill him!"
"Yes!"
Hei Xiao responded with a deep voice, and flew up, hunting and hunting towards Lingyun Peak.
The moment he appeared, Ling Yunfeng's sight was attracted by the wooden box in his hand.
"What do I want?!"
Hei Xiao raised his hand in disdain and threw the wooden box into the distance.
"Crack!"
The wooden box fell to the ground, shattered, and a skull rolled out.
"Mao therapy?!"
Ling Yunfeng's canthus was about to split, and his pupils shrank suddenly.
He stood up suddenly, raised his hand to grasp the head of Mao Liao.
"stop!"
Hei Xiao suddenly raised his hand amidst the shouts, and the ninefold power of the Profound God burst out and swept Ling Yunfeng.
"If you want a human head, just step over my corpse!"
Ling Yunfeng ignored Hei Xiao's profound energy, but flew towards Mao Healing's head.
That was his brother, even if he died, he couldn't let his brother's head be humiliated again! !