Valkyrie

Chapter 4
In the palace of the gods, everyone looked surprised. What everyone did not expect was that at this critical moment, Lin Huang was sober.

Lin Beichen's face was full of surprises, this was the first time in two years that Lin Huang was awake after he went into trouble!
Lin Haoran had an unbelievable look on his face, looking at Lin Huang who was smiling at him, a wave of anger welled up in his heart, but a sincere smile appeared on his face.

"Young Palace Master, you are awake, it's great!"

Lin Haoran walked quickly to Lin Huang's side, just like a book boy. Even though Lin Huang was paralyzed for three years, he was still a Lin Haoran who values ​​love and justice.

"Your slave wants to inherit the position of Young Palace Master?"

"Young Palace Master...I..."

Lin Haoran hesitated, looked at the group of generals behind him, and then looked at Lin Beichen, with an aggrieved expression on his face.

Behind Lin Haoran, Lu Hexi frowned when he saw Lin Huang wake up, then sneered in his heart and said sharply.

"Young palace master, Haoran is already a young general who has made the first move, but not a domestic slave. If you say that, do you think that the 60 troops in my divine general's mansion are all domestic slaves."

Lin Huang raised his eyebrows with a grim expression, "Since General Lu also called me the Young Palace Master, do you want to rebel today when you want to change the Young Palace Master?"

"Hmph, the young mansion master is very loud, and he gave the old mansion the name of rebellion. I, Lu Hexin, are a citizen of Daxia, so how can I rebel against the Daxia dynasty. The young mansion master said this, I am afraid that I want to Frame the old man!"

Lu Hexi looked indifferent, his eyes were like knives, staring at Lin Huang.

"What's wrong with framing, my God's General's Mansion even has the right to kill people, General Lu, do you want to try?" Lin Huang raised his head, looked at Lu Hexi, who was standing in Yuanding Yuezhi, and said quietly.

"Let's see if the Young Palace Master has the courage!"

Lu Hexi said with a gloomy smile, he is the Great General of Zhenbei, and he is only slightly lower than Lin Beichen in terms of rank, and Lin Huang is only a yellow-mouthed child, and even if the sky breaks, he can't touch him.

"Then let you see!"

Lin Huang sneered, then turned his head to face Zhao Changfeng and said, "Uncle Zhao, help me close the door of the God General's Mansion!"

When Zhao Changfeng heard this, he immediately left the hall, not as simple as closing the door, but to dispatch troops!
"Xiaohuang..."

In the hall, Lin Beichen opened his mouth and said, after all, he couldn't bear it.He naturally understood Lin Huang's intention, which was to cut through the mess with a quick knife and completely rectify the palace of the gods.

But in this hall, many people once followed him to death, and many people were injured and shed blood for him.

Lin Huang smiled slightly and said, "Grandpa, if you don't take care of your relationship, you can't take action, so let me do it!"

"Lin Huang, what do you want to do?"

A general scolded, "In the final analysis, the Mansion of God General is nothing more than a minister of Daxia. If you lynch rashly, you will be implicated in the nine clans!"

"My god general's mansion has 60 soldiers and horses, who dares to implicate the nine clans!"

Lin Huang smiled arrogantly, never caring how outrageous his words were, nor how many dignitaries were present in the hall.

Not to mention the entire Sky Continent, even in the Eastern Spirit Realm, the Daxia Dynasty is just a small existence.The collapse of the dynasty was nothing but a crusade edict from the dynasty.

"Old Palace Master, you have a good grandson!"

Lu Hexi sighed, his expression indescribably cold.

"Lin Haoran, are you going to die yourself, or I'll kill you!"

At this moment, Lin Huang looked back at Lin Haoran and began to liquidate.

Lin Haoran knew that it was difficult to let go of today's affairs, his expression gradually became stiff, and he said indifferently:

"Young Palace Master, Haoran is worthy of the divine general's mansion and worthy of you. Why are you so heartless and want to put me to death? Are you really not afraid of the lingering voices of the people of Daxia?"

"Worthy of God's Mansion?"

Lin Huang sneered, "Then what's the matter with the tattoo on your chest? Don't tell me, you tattooed a dog's head on your chest to bless you with a long life on the battlefield!"

While speaking, Lin Huang quietly bit his finger, dripping blood into the wine glass in front of him, then picked up the wine glass and shook it casually.

"you……"

Lin Haoran's expression changed, and he looked at Lin Huang in surprise.Then he smiled sternly again, ignoring the presence of the female family members in the hall, in front of everyone, he took off his shirt.

In the main hall, the soft candle light shone on Lin Haoran's body. Apart from the hard muscles, there were only crisscross wounds, and there was no so-called tattoo as Lin Huang said.

"Young Palace Master, I asked myself with all my guts, can I prove my innocence now!"

Lin Haoran's words were full of grievances and resentment.

In the main hall, everyone immediately talked about it, looking at Lin Huang's face, and shaking their heads, "If Lin Huang is really allowed to inherit the palace of the gods, I am afraid that it will perish in less than three years. .

However, Lin Huang is in charge of the palace of the gods, and they are happy to see it.

In the hall, many women stared at Lin Huang with disgust, including the servants of the God General's Mansion.The gazes they looked at Lin Haoran softened a lot.

"So impassioned, I started to doubt myself when I said it, hehe..."

Lin Huang shook his glass and said leisurely.Then, when no one was paying attention, his arm swung suddenly, causing the blood-stained wine in the cup to spill out onto Lin Haoran's naked upper body.

"you……"

Lin Haoran's complexion changed drastically, he felt a burning sensation in his chest, panic in his eyes, and hurriedly put on his clothes.

In the field, everyone stared at Lin Haoran's appearance in a panic while dressing. No matter how fast Lin Haoran was, they still saw the tattoos that gradually appeared on the latter's body.

A dog with a bright red tongue sticking out its long fangs appeared on Lin Haoran's chest!

Lin Beichen's complexion changed, and his expression gradually became cold and hard.

The scene was extremely quiet. Some people looked puzzled and didn't understand the meaning of the dog head tattoo, while others knew it well. They were in high positions and naturally knew more secrets.

"Now, what else do you have to refute?"

Lin Huang smiled leisurely.

With a thud, Lin Haoran suddenly knelt on the ground without speaking, but kept kowtowing.

Lu Hexi looked at the scene in front of him, his withered palms clenched into fists, and looked at Lin Haoran's eyes, quite angry, "Impossible guy!"

The Divine General's Mansion has a detached position in the Great Xia Dynasty, possessing the power of life and death, and even controls 60 soldiers and horses in its hands. Such strength is naturally feared by the royal family.

In the past 20 years, 140 million military powers have been cut off from the Divine General's Mansion. It was not until Lin Huang was paralyzed that he calmed down.

Lin Beichen did not expect that the royal family did not intend to easily let go of the Palace of God, but instead focused on the successor of the Palace of God.

The hidden dog head tattoo on Lin Haoran's body is the best proof.

Most first-rank officials in the imperial city know that there are 27 dead servants under Prince Lingyun, but no one knows their names, their origins, and whose house they are in.

Only the dog head tattoos on their bodies can prove the identity of these Deadpools.

Undoubtedly, Lin Haoran is one of them.

In the main hall, Lin Beichen shook his head helplessly. Lin Haoran was born in the palace of the gods since he was a child. If he could survive for ten years, he would definitely be a famous person. Unexpectedly, he became the dog of Prince Lingyun.

"Lin Haoran, don't knock, leave some dignity for yourself before you die!"

Lin Huang looked at the young man in front of him and said calmly, his heart was extremely cold.

"I miss that you were born in the palace of the gods, and I don't want to see you die so miserably, so kill yourself!"

Lin Huang took out a saber and threw it to Lin Haoran.

In the hall, Lin Haoran stopped kowtowing, looked at the knife in front of him, his fists were clenched, his eyes were bloodshot, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Everyone in the field held their breath and watched the development of all this quietly. Many women in the boudoir gritted their teeth and their eyes were red. Even now, they still do not want to believe that Lin Haoran is an ungrateful person.

"Lin Huang, I'm not reconciled..."

Lin Haoran picked up the long knife on the ground and stared at Lin Huang with red eyes, "Why did you wake up at this time, only one step away, I'm the Young Palace Master, I'm not reconciled!"

After speaking, Lin Haoran raised the knife and stabbed himself in the chest.

Everyone in the field sighed, "A good coming-of-age ceremony is going to splatter the hall with blood!"

Lin Beichen also shook his head. After all, Lin Haoran grew up with him, but the current Lin Haoran is no longer the humble, gentle, or even weak child he used to be.

Just when everyone relaxed their vigilance, Lin Haoran's figure suddenly moved, and he put the knife on Lin Huang's neck in a blink of an eye, with a cold smile on his face:

"I'm not reconciled, so I can't die..."

"presumptuous!"

In the main hall, Lin Beichen shouted angrily, his whole body vibrated with vitality, and a tyrannical aura filled the main hall, and many soldiers of the Palace of God put their hands on the hilt of the sword.

"Palace Master, you only need one palm to kill me, but you should think about it before you shoot. No matter how fast you are, it can't be faster than my knife." Lin Haoran's face was gloomy, with a touch of arrogance and unscrupulousness. scolded:

"Let me go!"

In the field, Lin Huang had a calm expression on his face, never caring about the cold knife on his neck at all, and said calmly:

"Lin Haoran, you are so immortal, only Ling Chi will be executed!"

Lin Haoran laughed, looked at Lin Huang with a pitiful expression, and said:

"If you step into the realm of human essence, you may still have the possibility of resistance, but you are just a fool, a waste! Even if you die, I will drag you to bury you!"

Lin Huang smiled and tapped the armrest of the wheelchair with his fingers. His calm tone was cold:

"You have been holding back for so many years, why are you suddenly unable to hold your breath! Who told you that I have never entered the realm of human essence?"

(End of this chapter)