Yu Jingfeng followed Di Wuya back to the military camp and walked into the largest tent.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince."
As soon as Di Wuya stopped, Yu Jingfeng knelt down on one knee.
"explain!"
Di Wuya's voice was very deep.
"Go back to Your Highness the Crown Prince and find Queen Mother Ning. She is in a temple in the imperial city."
Yu Jingfeng responded in a low voice.
"Arrange rescue immediately."
Emperor Wuya shook his clothes and sat down.
"yes."
Yu Jingfeng nodded and stood up.
He raised his eyes and glanced at Di Wuya, without saying anything else, he cupped his hands and turned around to leave the tent.
...Seven days passed by, and the battle in the Imperial City lasted for three days and three nights before it calmed down a bit.
Zhan Yuheng was well prepared, and it would not be a matter of time before Long Wu's army invaded the imperial city.
Emperor Wuya rescued Empress Dowager Ning without any scruples.
The Longwu Army attacked the city in several locations, but the soldiers could still see Di Wuya and Di Feimu walking at the front wearing silver armor from time to time.
After fighting for three days and three nights, the battle was temporarily subdued in order to have a good rest and fight better.
Early the next morning, Yu Jingfeng came to Di Wuya's tent.
"His Royal Highness, the traces of Long Feiyan have been discovered."
He knelt down on one knee and said.
Di Wuya put down his tea cup and stood up. Beside him, Di Feimu also closed his book and stood up.
"Where?"
Di Wuya asked coldly.
"According to the report from the spies, it is on the wall of the second Carmen, east of the city gate."
As soon as Yu Jingfeng's voice fell, where was the figure of Di Wuya in the tent?
When he turned around, he could only see the back of Di Feimu leaving the tent.
Yu Jingfeng was stunned and hurriedly followed.
On the city wall, Long Feiyan stood facing the wind, and behind her were guarding Qingzhi and Qingye.
"Master, if Zhan Liyue invites you here at this time, there must be some deceit behind it."
Qingye said softly.
"The mute slave has been out of contact for a while. This battle will come sooner or later. It is a trap, and I am not afraid of it."
Long Feiyan looked at the army outside the imperial city and frowned slightly.
In her life, she had been hurt terribly by Zhan Liyue, which had also affected the entire Long family. Today, she must take revenge.
The worst thing Long Feiyan did in his life was taking advantage of a baby.
She looked at the troops stationed in the distance with a somewhat complicated light in her eyes.
"Whether he is dead or alive has already been decided, and the master does not need to feel guilty at all!"
Qingye stepped forward and came to Long Feiyan's side.
"Yes, his mother has done all the bad things, doesn't the master remember the dead Long family and Long family army?"
The breath of Qingzhi is also very low.
"Even if I haven't experienced it personally, I still know how tragic it is. There is no need to feel bad for the son of such a person."
"Who said I feel distressed?"
Long Feiyan raised her eyebrows lightly.
Qingye and Qingzhi looked at each other and said nothing more.
My master, I understand that people who are cold-blooded and ruthless in front of the world may not really be ruthless.
Even if you are ruthless, the world is forcing you.
It became quiet on the city wall, with only the sound of the wind blowing slowly.
After a while, Long Feiyan raised her eyes and looked at the sunshine in the sky, slightly raising the corners of her mouth.
"It's time."
As soon as her voice fell, murderous intent surged in from all directions. Qingzhi and Qingye immediately turned around and stood guard in front of Long Feiyan with their swords drawn.
Just when they thought Zhan Liyue had brought many masters over, only two figures appeared in front of them.
Di Wuya and Di Feimu stood on the city wall, one on the left and the other on the right. They were tall, like gods standing between heaven and earth, indestructible.
When Long Feiyan turned around, he saw these two tall figures and couldn't help but sigh.
Zhan Liyue is narrow-minded and sinister, but it is really unfair to God to have two such perfect sons.
Long Feiyan did not deny that even the mute slave was a rare talent. Unfortunately, she was Zhan Liyue's son.
Di Wuya and Di Feimu went to the city wall to fight. The murderous intent coming from all directions gradually gathered together and formed two whirlpools.
Qingzhi and Qingye looked at the two men who looked like gods and couldn't help but feel fear.
What a strong internal force! Especially the man wearing black single clothes and silver armor, it seems that as long as he makes a move, they will have no chance to resist.
"Long Feiyan, you killed my mother and my third brother, so take your life!"
Di Feimu stared at Long Feiyan.
He was holding a long sword, his feet were not moving, and his body was quickly approaching Long Feiyan.
Qingzhi and Qingye immediately waved their swords and rushed forward.
Before Long Feiyan could react to Di Feimu's words, fierce fighting sounds could be heard on the city wall.
Long Feiyan stared at Di Wuya and raised her lips slightly: "Is your queen mother really dead?"
It was undeniable that she was extremely happy when she heard the news.
There is nothing more pleasant than being able to avenge the Long family and all the brothers of the Long Wu Army.
Zhan Liyue is dead, Zhan Liyue is really dead.
"Hahaha..." Long Feiyan suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, with tears in his eyes.
She finally avenged everyone. Her dead relatives, as well as all the brothers in the Long Family Army, Zhan Liyue is dead, you can rest in peace.
Long Feiyan felt the strong murderous aura approaching, she immediately gathered her thoughts and faced him with her sword.
Zhan Liyue is already dead. In this battle, her death is enough.
Yu Jingfeng arrived and joined the battle circle.
Qingzhi was quickly defeated and fell heavily on the city wall, vomiting blood.
A moment later, Qingye was hit by Di Feimu's palm, his body fell rapidly, and he fell even harder.
Yu Jingfeng jumped forward and put his sword on Qingye's neck.
Di Feimu ignored it, turned around, and joined the battle circle between Di Wuya and Long Feiyan.
The sound of "clang, clang, clang, clang" of swords kept ringing on the city wall, and there were even "rumbling" sounds from time to time.
Three people with extremely strong internal strength fought against each other. Wherever the sword wind and palm wind touched, even the city walls made of huge stones were left with dents.
Qingzhi tried to get up, but was slapped by Yu Jingfeng, causing his body to roll ten feet away.
Qingye Yue frowned, took the opportunity to leave under Yu Jingfeng's sword, and jumped up.
Yu Jingfeng immediately turned around and chased after him.
The fighting on the city wall became more and more fierce, but for some reason, it did not attract the attention of the soldiers inside the city.
Long Feiyan couldn't see the enemy of Di Wuya, so he focused his attention on Di Feimu.
Di Feimu accidentally received Long Feiyan's palm from the front.
At the critical moment, Di Wuya jumped up and used his body to block Di Feimu.
He wanted to strike, but he was still a step too slow and forced a palm for Di Feimu.
"Brother."
Di Feimu shouted and wanted to step forward to help him.
But Di Wuya was clearly hit by a palm, but he quickly moved forward and counterattacked as if nothing had happened.
Not to mention Di Feimu, even Long Feiyan was completely unable to react to Di Wuya's actions.
She hesitated and received a heavy blow in the front. She quickly retreated and fell onto the city wall, falling down.
