Valkyrie Destruction System

"Yes, my name is Luo Ting!"

Luo Ting moved a step aside, protecting Luo Ji behind him.

He looked up at Su Fan and said, "I don't know what the leader Su has in mind?"

Su Fan saw the opponent's posture and understood that Luo Ting must have thought he wanted to hurt Luo Ji, so he protected Luo Ji in advance.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just here to say hello to you!"

Su Fan smiled and said calmly to Luo Ting: "The final inheritance of the Heavenly Palace will begin to compete in a few days. I look forward to your performance!"

"If your performance can satisfy me, I might consider letting you father and son live longer!"

After speaking, Su Fan's smile became a bit more meaningful, and everyone looked inexplicable.

Su Fan is looking forward to Luo Ting?

Are you kidding me?

How can a god-level combat power expect the performance of an ant?

"Leader Su, I won't let you down!"

When Luo Ting heard Su Fan's words, he knew that the other party had already seen through his strength.

Luo Ting's expression became serious in an instant, and he revived and said: "I hope that after this trip to the palace, Jin Biaomen and the Brotherhood can usher in peace together!"

Su Fan was stunned when he heard the words, and looked at Luo Ting's serious look, his face showed an unexpected expression.

Does this... mean to make peace with him?

Su Fan's puzzled gaze crossed Luo Ting's figure and looked at Luo Ji behind.

And Luo Ji seemed to have noticed, he looked at Su Fan fearfully, and then nodded silently.

"I really want to make peace with me!"

Su Fan felt a little incredible in his heart.

Although he didn't understand Roj's attitude, why the change was so great.

But since the other party has this heart, everything is actually easy to discuss.

After all, there is no big gap between the Golden Dart Gate and the Brotherhood.

Anyway, the Brotherhood monks who died in the battle had nothing to do with Su Fan himself.

As for the losses caused by the war, Jin Biaomen should pay more compensation when that time comes.

Of course, if the Golden Dart Gate can be swallowed by the Brotherhood, it would be even better.

In this way, all losses in the war can be ignored.

"I have never believed in verbal agreements, Master Luo, if you really want to see peace, then you must show me your sincerity!"

Su Fan said lightly: "At least for now, I haven't witnessed this sincerity with my own eyes!"

After finishing speaking, Su Fan didn't wait for Luo Ting's reply, he just took the wind and flew quickly towards the distance.

"Sincere?"

Luo Ting squeezed his fist and whispered: "You will see it!"

After Jin Ling and Su Fan left one after another, the commanding power of the monk team once again fell into the hands of Pei Mingbo and Lu Ruocheng.

And without the big threat of Jin Ling, Pei Mingbo and Lu Ruocheng also instantly revealed their greedy nature.

"Master Luo, now you can hand over your inheritance to me!"

Pei Mingbo went to Luo Ting directly, and he was straight to the point.

"Master Pei, I'm sorry, I changed my mind, I want to keep this heritage for myself!"

Luo Ting responded indifferently.

"Keep it for yourself? Haha!"

Lu Ruocheng walked over and laughed sarcastically: "Do you really think that Su Fan took a high look at you and thought he was a big man?"

"That is, I don't care about my own virtues, but just a young master from a casual repair gang!"

"Su Fan only motivated him a few words, and Luo Ting thought he could sit on an equal footing with Su Fan!"

"It's his honor that the two Lords of Kings have taken a fancy to his inheritance, and he still doesn't know good or bad!"

The monks sneered.

And Jin Ling's departure also made their attitude towards Luo Ting take a 180-degree turn.

Before they dared to provoke Luo Ting because they were afraid of incurring Jin Ling's revenge.

After all, in their view, Jin Ling is the "backer" behind Luo Ting!

However, now that the backing behind Luo Ting is gone, are they still trying to flatter Luo Ting on purpose?

Obviously not!

Most of the people who survived are demigods with high strength.

Moreover, they had long been dissatisfied with Luo Ting's inheritance.

Why are they so expensive as a master? They don't even have half a heritage.

But Luo Ting, a small saint king, can have a complete heritage.

Thinking about it makes them angry!

Therefore, in a mentality of saying grapes are sour if they can't eat grapes, everyone's thinking at this moment is unprecedentedly unified.

That is to see Luo Ting deflated and be taken away by the two kings!

"Luo Ting, you are alone and lonely now, I advise you to hand over the inheritance to me!"

Pei Mingbo's face was gloomy and said: "Otherwise, I can't guarantee your father's life, and..."

Speaking of this, he turned his gaze, looked at Song Surui, and sneered: "You shouldn't hope, what happened to Song Damei?"

"Hehehe!"

A group of monks laughed unkindly, and some of them looked at Song Surui with a few wretched gazes.

Song Surui's face suddenly turned pale, and her current strength was at best mid-range among these people.

And if Pei Mingbo gave an order and asked everyone to attack her together, she would have no chance of a comeback.

So at this moment, she had to look at Luo Ting pitifully.

I hope that the young man she fancy can help her to save her life.

"You are looking for a dead end!"

Seeing Song Surui's uneasy expression, Luo Ting's gaze was sharp, and the people around him suddenly coldly said.

Do you dare to threaten Song Surui and Luo Ji's safety, do you really treat him as a cattle and sheep?

"Having a dead end?"

Lu Ruocheng listened to the words and exaggeratedly laughed and said: "Hahaha, Master Luo, are you crazy? With your little saint king, dare to speak to me like this?"

"Look carefully, among all the people present, who is not better than you? I advise you to keep abreast of the times and don't force us to take action against you!"

"Master Luo is just a heritage, you can't commit your life to it!"

Ning Xiangyun walked out of the crowd and said to Luo Ting.

As he spoke, he pulled the sword out of its scabbard by one centimeter, the sword rang softly, and a bit of cold light appeared.

Ning Xiangyun's words, although they were polite, matched his actions at the moment.

However, his words have become the most oppressive among the crowd.

"Ting'er, I told you to go, but you didn't listen!"

Seeing that the crowd had the intention of coming around, Luo Ji said bitterly: "Or, you should pass it on to them!"

He knows that he and his son have reached the point where they are exhausted.

In this desperate situation, it seems that only a compromise can make them continue to live.