Bright Era

Longcheng still walked in the back garden of the Victory Palace with that elegant dance.

The muscles of his left hand were undulating like running water, cyan dragon scales emerged from under his skin, and his left palm had become a huge cyan dragon head. Taking a deep breath, Longcheng stuffed the seven seals and a crown he had captured into the dragon's mouth. The dragon head closed his mouth and slowly retracted Longcheng's arm.

"What a lazy emperor, this pure gold crown weighs 27 kilograms and three hundred and twenty-eight dollars. It is indeed a little heavier on the head. But you can't just leave it in the study? Okay, I'm here to mention it. I wake up, I just lost my crown this time, and I will be ashamed next time!"

After fiercely mocking the old emperor of the Gaul Empire, Longcheng frowned and thought for a while, his left hand dragon head slowly appeared again, and opened his mouth to spit out a fist-sized medicine bottle carved from white beautiful jade.

"This kid is messy, but his temper is in line with my temper. I don't know when I will see you again, maybe I won't see him in my life? Leave him some thoughts. Life Pill', it will increase his chances of breaking through the holy realm!"

"If we break through the holy realm, we still have a chance to meet. If we can't break through, maybe next time I see you, you will already be able to beat your bones, right?"

Mortals in this world can live to about 80 years old, human knights can increase their lifespan by about 20 years, status knights can increase by about 50 years, and heaven knights can live to one hundred and fifty-six without accidents. Ten years old. But as soon as he entered the Holy Realm, he had a life span of at least three hundred years. When he reached the position of the Saint Master, he was a monster that was immortal for thousands of years.

If Lin Qi can step into the holy realm, he and Longcheng will have a chance to meet again within 300 years.

If Lin Qi ended up being nothing but a horrible knight, Dragon City might really have no chance to meet him. "A very interesting kid, but unfortunately he doesn't want to go to the East with me. Otherwise, he would recommend him to the Temple of Heaven, and he would cry with anger?"

After a few chuckles, Longcheng held the medicine bottle in his hand, carefully avoided those magic traps, and quickly walked towards the back wall of the Victory Palace. This is the retreat route agreed by Lin Qi and him. Turning out from the back wall, the small forest three miles away is where Lin Qi will retreat in response to Dragon City. According to Lin Qi's arrangement in the grove, the heavy knights with less than a hundred men would be wiped out there.

"This kid is not bad, really good!" Longcheng looked warily to both sides, there is only one hidden worry in his heart now.

Where are those Jiang Yong? This dead **** was born as a supervisor of the West Edition of the Secret Pavilion. He acted secretively and viciously. His disposition was already distorted and he could not be treated as a human being. A few days ago, I saw him killing a family of people, and I also exposed the **** dragon halberd in front of him, and wounded him with a punch. This dead **** will be reported, so how can I easily let him go?

And the goal he came over this time was himself, he must have arranged countless poisonous schemes.

The only question now is, where is the dead eunuch? If he could be beheaded here, his opponent would have broken an arm, which would have dealt a heavy blow to his arrogance. If you can kill, you must kill! Just where is he?

The wall of the Victory Palace is not high, at least compared to the imperial city of the huge empire in the east, the wall of the Victory Palace is like a small earthen wall. Longcheng can easily jump over the five-meter-high fence with just a tap of its toes.

But Longcheng’s body just leaped into the air, and it happened that his body reached the highest point. At the moment when it was the least easy to breathe, and the least easy to turn around and move, an angry shout came from a distance: "This is not where you can Easily accessible place!"

Before the violent shout came, an iron arrow with a thumb thickness of more than six feet had rushed to Longcheng's side with a stern cracking wind, and was less than three inches from his right rib. The golden armor on Longcheng's body exploded, and the small piece of armor directly in front of the arrow exploded. As soon as the power of this arrow was as short as three inches, the wind brought by the arrow shattered. This set of authentic guard armor of Dragon City.

Long Cheng took a deep breath, and his body flew up like a miracle. Looking at the momentum he had just jumped up, his body had already begun to decline. Normally speaking, it was impossible for him to rise again.

But he was so unreasonable, rising up unthinkably. As soon as his body turned, he flew upwards for three meters, then another circle, and then flew up three meters. In the blink of an eye, Longcheng's body turned nine times, and his body rose nearly thirty meters high. Also flew nearly a hundred meters away into the diagonal thorn!

It was superb skill, superb, and the thunderous arrow just flew past Longcheng's body without touching a single hair on him.

Longcheng laughed mockingly: "Idiot, there really is an ambush! Hahaha, it's a pity that your archery skills are so bad! Go back and teach your mother how to shoot people and how to be shot for a few more years!"

Harshly mocking the archer who burst the dark arrow just now, Longcheng's body seemed to have no weight, drifting away with the cold wind. He drops one meter for every ten meters he floats out. Seeing this momentum, he has already flown out of the distance by the time he landed.

One mile away from the back wall of the Victory Palace, there is already a high-end neighborhood where dignitaries live. Once there, Longcheng is like a blue dragon entering the sea, and no one can grab a piece of his hair.

The rapid alarm sounded from a high tower on the palace wall, and the entire Victory Palace was suddenly chaotic. A sturdy general wearing light gray armor and holding an odd-shaped longbow stood on the tower, looking righteously at the fast-escaping Dragon City.

"His Royal Highness Bhikkhus is right, this bold **** is really strong!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of the gray armor general's mouth. Just now, he had already used all his fighting spirit and burned a part of his essence and blood, only to exchange for the terrifying arrow that was twice as fast as the sound. . But Longcheng easily shook off the arrow, and was not hurt at all. Seeing all this with his own eyes, the General Grey Armor was anxious and couldn't help but spout blood.

On the top floor of a hotel less than 100 meters away from the back wall of the Victory Palace, the weak bhikkhus is sitting on the sofa wrapped in a thick quilt, quietly watching the Dragon City through the floor-to-ceiling windows and easily avoiding the dark arrows. A scene of escape. He suddenly sighed slightly, and reached out to touch the face of a cold-faced girl with long blonde hair sitting beside him.

"Ji, really is a very powerful person. But that’s fine. I don’t know what he took from his grandfather’s study, but as long as my people can take him off and take back the stolen items from my grandfather, that’s mine. Credit!"

"Take someone to follow, and see if those weird Orientals can deal with him. It's better to wait for them to lose both sides before you go and kill them all! These Orientals, do you think they can come to us if they have a strong national strength? Did the Gaul Empire do anything wrong?"

Wearing a pale golden robe with a cold face, the girl ring with the Holy Cross badge faintly visible in her eyes stood up, bent down and kissed gently on the forehead of Bhikkhus, and gave a faint call: "The lame boss, Send out all those people under your command and monitor the entrance and exit passages of the entire imperial capital, and no wounded are allowed to escape."

The **** standing in the corner of the room hurriedly bowed deeply, and then hurried out of the room.

Jie grabbed a bizarre long sword that was two meters long but only the width of a thumb from the sofa and carried it behind him, and then strode out of the room.

The sound of low footsteps sounded, and dozens of strong men in black attire and pale gold leather armor standing in the corridor outside the room quickly followed behind Jiu. These brawny men are full of murderous air, as hard and straight as a tomahawk that has just been polished, and every strand of hair carries a sharp chill that no one can get near.

Bhikkhus curled up on the sofa, his thin body wrapped in a thick quilt.

"Marris, Latus... the deaths of the six gods didn't even involve you?"

"The idiots in the Temple of Odin, I don't have any idea about them anymore. Can this kind of thing take the initiative?"

"Well, I can only rely on myself!"

With a faint sigh, Bhikkhus squinted and looked out the window: "I can only rely on myself. Father, how good would you be if you were still alive?"

Lin Qi, who was hiding in the small forest, heard the alarm bell in the distance. He jumped up to his feet and shouted in a low voice: "Get ready, the alarm bell has sounded. I don’t know if he succeeded or was captured by life. Now. Ready!"

Holding two armour-piercing crossbows in both hands, Lin Qi said in a voice: "If he escapes, we will cover him to escape. If he is captured alive and executed at the scene... well, we can consider collecting his body!"

Longcheng chuckled in a low voice, like a arrogant blue dragon passing by. The Victory Palace was left behind by him, and the faint sound of rushing pace was left behind by him. Without any surprises, the guards of the Victory Palace and the dragoons of the imperial capital could not catch up with him.

It was like lightning passing over a big pine tree, the wind blew and the tree shook, and hundreds of thousands of pine needles suddenly flew up and pierced Longcheng with a screaming sound. In the densely packed pine needles, dozens of thin cold lights flashed by!

Eighteen ox hair needles, each attached to the evil spirit, enough to penetrate heavy armor, and enough to kill a bull.

"Jiang Yong, you are here!" Longcheng laughed suddenly, and he laughed loudly in the common language of the Eastern Continent: "I know you have three brothers outside the palace, don't worry, I will send them into the palace. Yes! All the males in your family, I will send them to the palace! As long as you die here, I swear by the life of my father's most beloved concubine, I will make your family males, as eunuchs!"

Amidst the laughter, Longcheng pressed his right palm downwards, and a cyan magic talisman flashed out, a violent wind roared, and all the pine needles and cattle hair needles were swept away by the wind. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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