Chapter 770: Killed in the North Festival

The sun was shining on the ground in the jungle. The pedestrians returned along the original road. There were several dragon knights circling in the air. Zhuang Shaoyu, Beichan Festival, Chen Hang were seriously injured, and the weak ride was on the horse.
"Young man, why the son-in-law will call you Your Highness." Si Kongyao for a long time, finally could not help but ask.
"I do not know either."
Lin Muyu shook his head and said, "Maybe it is not called me, but is called the North King Festival."
"Why call me." North Festival.
"She is a demon emperor, can predict it, maybe in the future, Xiao Wangye can really be enthroned." He said seriously what he said.
The Northern Festival is very calm, but the bottom of my heart can't help but ecstasy. Who doesn't want to be a king, after all, Wang and the emperor are still different from each other.
In the air, the dragon's flesh slowly vibrates, and Lin Tongtian's eyes softly look at Sikong Yao, saying: "Ayao, you really don't ride the dragon, we quickly leave this piece and don't return to Lin."
Sikong Yaodao: "No, Shaoyu brother and Xiaowangye are seriously injured and can't stand the cold current in the sky."
"Well, okay."
Lin Tongtian nodded, revealing a look of reproach, saying: "You are too ignorant of Ayao, and you are secretly taking the sneak sneak to get back to Lin, oh, if you know that you want to take the road, you are afraid of the division. Respect will not let you come. It is not where Lin is. It is the place where the emperor is entrenched. The son-in-law is very powerful. Anyone in the empire may not be her opponent. You...

Si Kong Yao spit out his tongue and smiled. "Uncle Lin Tongtian, we know what is wrong. Isn't this going with you back, but... Our original plan was to travel to the Imperial Empire, so we can take the road to the east. Never go to the forest directly to the territory of the empire."
"This one……"
Lin Tongtian sighed and said: "It is OK, but we still have to be more careful. The demon emperor has no intention to kill us, but the demon kings and demon lords under her hand can't wait to unload us eight pieces. In short... speed up The itinerary, in three days, escorted you into the territory of the empire, with the customs clearance, I have already returned to life."
"Yeah, thank you, Uncle Lin Tongtian."
"You..."
Lin Tongtian smiled slightly. He looked at Sikong Yao and grew up like an elder. This kind of emotion naturally does not need to be said. Riding on the dragon, Lin Tongtian’s eyes have been in Zhuang Shaoyu, Shi Tianming, Lin Muyu and others. The body sweeps and sweeps away, Zhuang Shaoyu is a man, and he is also a high-ranking person. He deserves to be a friend of Sikong Yao, but Shi Tianming is hard to say. As for the Ranger who didn’t know his name from beginning to end, Lin Tongtian could not see his repair. For the depth.
The average practitioner will intentionally or unintentionally reveal the ability to repair, such as Zhuang Shaoyu. Although he is seriously injured, his body whirls, and when he is healing, the body surface shows a faint glow of divine power. Lin Tongtian can easily see it. Zhuang Shaoyu has a 29-hole cave repair, but he can't see Lin Muyu. This young man seems to be a pool of abyss that makes people unable to see the bottom. The ancient well has no waves, and even he does not even see if he has stepped into the cave. for.
......
After the night, the mountain winds burst, Lin Muyu, Sikongyao, Shangqian and others surrounded the campfire barbecue food, while the 19 dragon knights inhabited the dragon on the surrounding hillside, guarding a group of royals in the valley, Lin Tongtian was silent, holding a condensate spear lying on the neck of the dragon, looking at the distance in the distance, and did not know what was thinking.
After eating the food, Lin Muyu went back to the tent alone, his brow was locked, and the things he thought in his heart were different.
The Scorpio empire is gathering people, preparing food and grass, preparing for the situation, watching the situation... They need a large number of warships to attack the Daqin Empire in the West, plus the time to cast warships and prepare grain weapons, at least half a year. It also means that there is still half a year to prepare for the battle, and Lin Muyu is trying to extend this time as much as possible. Time is very important for each other, but the Daqin Empire is obviously more needed. If there is not enough time, there will not be enough battle. Ships and magic crystal cannons, not to mention Qin Zongling is stepping up time to improve the magic crystal cannon, want to win the next war, still need this weapon.
Lying in the tent, thinking about everything during the day.
Suddenly, Lin Muyu got up and got a mist in his heart. In the end, what kind of strength does the son-in-law use to launch a silent and invisible attack, killing a powerful dragon knight in the air, the power of the space law is really magical, if you can master If you control it, it will be even more powerful for you.
Thinking of this, he opened his palm, and a small rule of the spirit beads emerged, is the white space law spirit beads.
When the palm of the hand trembles, the ruler of the spirits breaks into the palm of his hand. Lin Muyu takes a deep breath and recalls how the son-in-law played the sound wave during the day, while the palm of his hand vibrated gently, mimicking the route of the son-in-law.
However, although each of his earthquakes has driven the pulse of the air, it is far from the lethality of the son-in-law, and there is still a faint voice, and the situation is much worse.
Sound, silent sound, what kind of power is that.
Lin Muyu is puzzling, although he is superb, but this is an area that has never been touched. He has the space law of the strongest space, but he can't control the strong space law. He can't accept this. Regrettably, it must be done with the power of the son-in-law.
......
I don't know how long it took. Suddenly, the sound of a dragon knight came from the hillside outside: "Who, who, come out."
Then, after a golden stone symphony, the dragons are endless and there seems to be fighting.
Lin Muyu flew out of the tent and flew out. He raised his hand and pulled out the ice sword. When he looked at the hillside, he found that a dragon knight had already rode on the dragon's back. The loud voice: "Lin Tongtian, there was a sneaky person. I have already escaped, I have to chase it."
"Is it a demon?"
Lin Tongtian still embraces the condensed ice spear and leans against the black dragon's neck.
"No, there is no strong demon power, it is human beings, and cultivation has already reached Shengwu Zun."
"Holy Wuzun."
Lin Tongtian frowned and said: "You bring the first team of ten people to chase, everything is careful."
"Yes."
A head dragon fluttered its wings and disappeared into the night.
"what happened."
Sikong Yao asked for a sleepy eye from the tent.
"It seems that there is a thief." Shang Qian said.
"The thief."
Si Kongyao couldn't help but smile: "Stolen the head of the Tianlong Dragon Ride Group. Isn't that looking for death? Let's talk about it... This is a thief who doesn't come to Lin, and wherever he comes, it must be just a person who is not guilty."
At this time, Zhuang Shaoyu, Shi Tianming and others were also awakened one by one, and each walked from the tent to the edge of the campfire outside.
Lin Tongtian held the condensate spear and stood up from the dragon. He respectfully said: "Ayao, Miss Shang Qian, you are all awake."
"Well, what the is going on."
"I don't know, people who can't go to the forest will not be simple." Lin Tongtian frowned and said: "This is probably a measure of the tiger's departure from the mountains. We can ensure that it is complete, rest assured, there is Tianlong Who is riding here, who dares to let go."
Shang Qian Ying Yingyi worship: "That would thank Lin Tongtian adults."
"You're welcome, Missy."
Lin Tongtian is the head of the three dragon riders, and the first strongman of the entire Tianzhu Longqi group except the head of the regiment and the imperial marshal Bei Ming, his identity is probably not inferior to the big Situ, which is also Shang Qian, Zhuang Shaoyu and others must also be responsible for Lin Tongtian's respect.
At this moment, suddenly there was a scream of screams in the tent behind him.
"what……"
This miserable battle was very fierce at midnight.
"Who."
Si Kongyao looked around for a week and said: "How did the North King's Little King come out?"
"It's awful." Lin Muyu bite his teeth, and in the veins, there is a very powerful divine power in the rear tent. Someone must have come, and it is not weak.
Everyone rushed to gallop, and when they opened the tents of the North Festival, they were all scared.
The North Festival was quietly lying in the tent, an arrow in the chest was shot, and the blood was flowing, and he died.
The son of Luo Wang was assassinated.
Moreover, there is a blood hole in the eyebrow position of the North Festival, as if someone took something from his brain, killing people to pick up the goods, and obtaining the goods is the heavenly character of the North Festival.
"Good cruel..." Sikong Yao stood there dumbly.
Lin Muyu was alert to the open space on the side, where there was space for the energy of the shuttle. Obviously, the assassin had just left with the ability to break the void. In the spirit, a strong temperament appeared outside the Sanli area. It must be him to leave quickly.
"You are here."
Lin Tongtian took a deep breath and held the condensate spear: "I am going to chase this person, Shaoxia, Shaoyu Gongzi, you guard the two ladies, don't leave the middle of the tiger, I will soon be able to come back."
"Yes."
When Lin Muyu and Zhuang Shaoyu nodded, Lin Tongtian had already disappeared into the place. His speed of breaking the void was very fast and silent.
Sikong Yao is scornful and can't bear to see the body of the North Festival. He is the son of Luo Wang, the empire's little prince, the younger generation of the royal family, who is the strongest person, but now he is dead in the forest. It’s awkward.
"What do we do now." Sikong Yao asked.
"Wait."
Lin Muyu's voice is very calm.
......
"brush."
A few miles away, Lin Tongtian appeared in the air with a condensate spear. He whispered, and the black dragon smashed out of the space. He rode the dragon and flew straight ahead, and there seemed to be waiting for him. .
In the moonlight, the assassin held a red-hot sword in his hand, wearing a black cloak, and even his face was covered.
"You killed the North Festival," Lin Tongtian asked.

Yes.
He smiled:
It’s a waste to wear the heart, the first person in the royal family’s rookie.

"court death."
Lin Tongtian danced with a spear, and the first hit used nine successes.
......
"Hey."
The flames and the frost swelled in one place, and the light shattered.
The person is still standing firmly in the air, holding a long sword in his hand, the front end of the blade, and a small rule of spirits dancing.
Lin Tongtian is stunned, and his heart is dead.
At the same time, the sounds of Sosso came from the surrounding jungle, and black shadows appeared. There were many strong men of the Saint Wuzun class, but they did not directly touch, but opened a strong bow. The arrow pointed directly at Lin Tongtian, the first dragon rider of the Scorpio Empire.