Rebirth of the Evil Emperor

"Also forgive?"

Haotian heard this, and his face sank slightly: "Lin Yi, you'd better not bring the good deeds of the Star Pavilion to the gods, there is no room for your compassion!"

"I haven't, I also think that even if we force her to be an old woman like this, it's useless~"

Lin Yi smiled bitterly and raised his hand, not daring to neglect the leader's disciple.

"Whether it's useful, it's not your decision!"

Haotian took a look at the palm of his hand, and under Lin Yi's shocked gaze, the old woman was instantly sucked up by an invisible suction force, and finally his neck fell into Haotian's palm.

Snapped!

With such a pinch by Haotian, the old woman almost died on the spot.

"stop!"

In the distance, a woman's angry voice suddenly came.

When the old woman heard this voice, the old face looked sideways, and tears suddenly slipped off her wrinkled cheeks.

"Wang Yi, you still know to come back."

Haotian sneered, like throwing garbage, throwing the old woman to the ground casually.

"The wind returns to the clouds!"

Wang Yiqiao's face changed in shock, and her handprints moved quickly, and light green light arrays and strange patterns appeared at her feet instantly.

A gentle wind dragged the old woman's body and slowly sent her out of the hall.

"Mother, are you okay?"

Wang Yi hurried forward and saw the red palm prints on the old woman's neck, and the killing intent burst out in his eyes instantly.

"My daughter-in-law... For so many years, it has not been easy for you to be in charge of this promised house alone. Now I listen to my mother's advice and don't make enemies with those two."

The old woman is really scared.

Before her eyes, so many corpses of the maid's guards were the result of Haotian's finger.

Ordinary people, in front of such a transcendent powerhouse, are just like grass.

Especially even her daughter-in-law, Wang Yi, as an eighth-rank spiritual expert, couldn't help the two in front of her. When she thought of this, she was even more afraid.

At her age, she was lucky enough to be given the blood of the demon **** by the emperor to live forever and cherish life extremely.

To put it bluntly, it is afraid of death, terribly afraid!

"Mother, you go back first, I will take care of the matter here."

Wang Yi persuaded with tears.

She is a woman who has been in charge of the family for so many years. Of course she understands how to protect her family. It is absolutely impossible for her to compromise with each other unconditionally.

Wang Yi is a very backbone woman. As the old lady left, she hurriedly came to Haotian, her gaze lifted, her cold pretty face wore a hideous look: "I don't care where you are, and dare to do it again. Kill the people in my house, and I will die with you!"

"Fish dead and net broken?"

Haotian sneered when he heard it, his smile was so contemptuous.

"Don't tell me that you are not afraid. I know that besides you two, there must be others, just like a guy named Bai Chen who assassinated their prime minister Lu Su in the Aotian Empire. I believe that Bai Chen is also Is your companion? Or is it your boss?"

Wang Yi looked up at him, looking directly at him, without any cowardice.

Bai Chen!

Haotian Ling's eyebrows frowned: "So what?"

"So now he has escaped. The meaning of fleeing naturally means that the Aotian Empire has strong people that he fears. And I can tell you now that in our Eternal Night Empire, the strong people that can make you fear, more , Stronger!"

"After talking for a long time, you want to negotiate terms with me." Haotian shook his head helplessly, went outside the hall, and looked at the hazy sky with his hands: "I never like to negotiate terms with people, but you Very special, so special that I am willing to listen to your terms."

"..."

As one of the several great advisers under the emperor's account, Wang Yi has long been accustomed to dealing with smart people in business affairs with those thoughtful guys.

Now that Haotian's words were broken, she didn't care too much: "My husband, Zhao Ang, died at the hands of the strong man in Datang, and I can walk from the queen to the front, just to avenge the husband! If I can avenge him, I am willing to die at all costs, even if the soul returns to the galaxy, I don't care!"

"Well, go on."

The corner of Haotian's mouth hooked.

"Don't you just want the Jiuli Kettle? I went to the imperial capital this time and I have already found out where the Jiuli Kettle is."

"Say, where is it!"

Haotian shouted in a deep voice.

The Jiuli Pot is one of the ancient treasures of the Shenwu Continent. It is said to come from the mysterious Upper Four Realms and possess incredible abilities.

This pot can create everything, and it also has an extremely amazing destructive power. At the same time, there is a strange space hidden inside it. The space seems to be able to absorb the heaven and the earth.

The Gu Ying Sword is bound to obtain this object, as for what purpose he did not say.

But from the strongest of the four duo groups he dispatched to the new gods, it was enough to see what position Jiuli Kettle is in the heart of Gu Yingjian!

Facing his stunned gaze, Wang Yi's red lips lightly bit, beautiful eyes firmly said: "This divine object is in the Prince's Mansion! It is the personal object of the Princess Luoshen!"

Prince Yong Ye...

"Got it."

Haotian and Lin Yi looked at each other, and the two went to the outside of the courtyard together.

"Please go back and tell your leader Bai Chen that the one who killed my husband is one of the Five Great Tang generals named Ma Chao! If you are willing to help me get rid of him, I will give you another big gift in the future. It will never be worse than that Jiuli pot!" Wang Yi hurriedly chased out and shouted.

However, the two of Haotian had already left the Bieyuan.

…

In the dimly lit and yellow room, Bai Chen stood in front of the door bored, wanting to go for a walk, but didn't know where to go.

In a flash, he had lived in this general's mansion for almost seven days, but there was still no news from Cao Zhen.

Even if the flying pigeon spread the letter, it should have arrived, not to mention that in the Shenwu Continent where the spiritual master is so powerful, he really does not believe that there will be no believer in the mansion of the grand general of the South.

"Hey, it seems that Yang Xiu is not so easy to handle."

Bai Chen sighed.

Footsteps?

He frowned slightly, and heard the footsteps outside so light, but he didn't belong to Mengyao and Tang Qin, and he was suddenly a little confused.

Who will come here this night?

"Mr. Jiang, are you asleep?"

Soon, the door of the room was knocked lightly, and a beautiful voice from a woman came from the air.

Bai Chen stood right in front of the door, smiled helplessly, and opened the door smoothly.

What caught my eye was a young woman wearing a pink dress and light gauze. She looked like she was only eighteen or nineteen years old. She had big eyes dripping with red makeup, blinking at Baichen with all kinds of amorous feelings.

"Girl, are you...?"

Bai Chen was a little confused.

"The slave maid, Xiaoyu, came to serve Mr. Jiang by the order of the major general. Why didn't Mr. ask me to sit in first?"