Black Armor King City.

The guard of honor, surrounded by the guards, slowly turned back to the palace, and Sjon sat down on the delicate throne again.

His fingers unconsciously rubbed against the smooth surface of the black rhombus armrest, allowing the cold touch to sink into his fingertips, and his heart seemed to be thinking about a lot of things, but it seemed that he didn't think about anything.

He only needs to know that he is the last person to sit here, and those thrills and humiliations have long since become dusty history.

The soldiers of the Black Armor Clan who are sincerely afraid to bow down below are the best proof of all this.

If it weren't for the Snow Crystal Clan's head, everything would be even more perfect.

Si Qiong shook his head, forcibly calmed down the disrespectful thoughts in his heart, waved his hand and said lightly: "If it's okay, just step down." ”

The black tide retreated towards the palace gate in an orderly manner, originally he couldn't do such an order and forbid, but when he personally cut off the head of Gu Li Feng Lingfei, those obedient and disobedient people were instantly honest.

As for Princess Pelle?

I heard that she died heroically in the siege of Snow Crystal King City, it is really unfortunate, as a younger brother, he can only announce the mourning of the whole clan for three days, and then he will take over the burden from his sister's hands.

When his old father announced his abdication a few days earlier, he naturally ascended to the throne and sat in the coveted position.

It's a pleasure to feel like you're on top like this. It is no wonder that since ancient times, so many people have followed one after another, and they have to climb to this throne at the cost of their lives.

When everyone retreated, the palace was deserted, and he was the only one left to stay here quietly.

Si Qiong muttered, "If you can kill that damn Terran cultivator, it will really be perfect." ”

There was only this one knot left in his heart, although he knew that the identity of that human being was definitely not simple, otherwise it would be impossible for a captive of his level to be let go easily, but he had been smooth sailing for so many years, and he had only planted a few big heels in Yu Ling's hands, so how could he swallow this breath?

Just as Sjon's expression became a little hideous, a shadow suddenly appeared at the gate, blocking the light pouring from the blue sky outside.

"Since you miss me so much, then I'll give you a chance. A faint voice echoed through the empty hall.

Siqiong squinted his eyes at the two backlit figures, one tall and one short, one large and one small, one of them was so familiar that he would never forget it even when he dreamed.

When this nightmarish human really appeared in front of him, all of Siqiong's resentment and hatred turned into fear in an instant, he didn't know why he was afraid, obviously his strength was not weaker than the other party, but the cold aura born from his heart still permeated his limbs and bones in an instant.

Si Qiong suddenly got up and opened his mouth to summon the guards who were guarding around the palace, but looking at Yu Ling's smiling eyes, he couldn't say a word.

"Y-how dare you come here?" said Sjon, trying to calm himself, at least not to let his voice tremble, but the shameful panic still fermented in his heart.

"That's right, it's been less than a month since the last separation, and you have turned over and become the king of the black armor clan, and you really didn't disappoint me. There was no warmth in Yuling's smile.

"Don't talk nonsense!" said Ston coldly, plucking up all her courage.

"Don't be in a hurry to clear up the relationship, let's show you something first. Yu Ling smiled and raised his right hand, holding an inky black pendant in his hand, and the dark green spar on it also reflected a deep light.

Si Qiong took a step back in disbelief, and almost knocked over the throne with a thud, but he just stared at the pendant in Yu Ling's hand unconsciously, and shouted, "How can this thing be in your hands......?" It can't be!"

"Well, that's right, as you thought, Princess Pelly is still alive, and if I send back an order, you'll soon be able to see her again. Yuling said slowly and logically.

"No way, she's dead, dead in Snow Crystal King!" roared Sjon.

"It's just missing, it's you who spread the news of her sacrifice on the front line in the Black Armor Clan, why did you lie a thousand times, and you took it seriously?" Yu Ling threw the pendant to Si Qiong indifferently, and continued: "What, do you want to see your dear sister again?"

Si Qiong's hideous expression instantly turned into fear and panic, and he slumped down on the throne, clutching the handrail with both hands, and gritted his teeth: "What do you want?"

As much as he hated the feeling of being threatened, reason had to admit that if Pelly returned to the Black Armor Clan, the throne he had just taken would be greatly challenged, after all, although the group was unwilling to serve a dead princess, a living Pelly was enough for them to fall without hesitation. If he was given another half a year and a year, he would have the confidence to firmly control the entire Black Armor Clan, but now...... He's just getting to this position.

"If you want me to turn my back on the belief of the Snow God and serve you, I tell you that it is impossible!" said Sjonse.

"Don't get so excited, I just wanted to ask you a few questions. Yu Ling said in a relaxed tone.

Siqiong calmed down a little, stared at him vigilantly, and said, "What's the problem?"

"Under the Black Armor King City, is there a big altar?" Yu Ling looked at Si Qiong's dark green eyes and asked slowly.

Siqiong's heartbeat seemed to have stopped for two seconds, and he said as usual: "Of course there is, but all the races that believe in the snow god will set up altars to worship the gods. ”

"Don't play stupid, I'm talking about the séance altar!" Yu Ling said heavily.

Sqiong's face lost its bloody color for a moment, and his lips trembled for a moment before he said with difficulty, "Is there one?

"Tsk, that's good, I'll go back and invite Princess Perry, you brothers and sisters can catch up." Yuling didn't drag the mud and water, pulled Qi Qi beside him and turned around and left.

Si Qiong fell into the ice cellar, looking weakly at the backs of Yu Ling and the two of them drifting apart, and the whole person began to tremble, falling into the most painful struggle.

Finally, when Yuling stepped out of the gate with one foot, Siqiong seemed to have exhausted all her strength, and said in a hoarse voice: "I, I'll take you there, but you must kill Perry afterwards!"

Yu Ling turned his head and said with a smile: "No problem, King Siqiong, what I appreciate most is that you value interests and even more than faith, I don't know how much stronger than the stubborn and stubborn saint of the Spirit Immortal Clan." Lead the way, right?"

Sqiong walked down the high steps in despair, not saying a word the whole time, only cold sweat dripping down.

When he opened the secret passage and led Yu Ling and the two through the long corridor, and finally came to an ethereal and quiet underground space, Si Qiong silently moved away and looked at the towering huge altar in front of him in a daze, every corner of it flashed with ice-blue treasure light, so clear that it seemed to reflect people's hearts.

The statue of the snow god stood on the highest point, and although her face was blurred, her gaze was soft and kind as that of a mother, and her hands and fingers were gently clasped together in front of her chest, as if she was blessing something, and as if she was blessing all the people who believed in her.

Under such a gaze, Si Qiong suddenly regretted it, he howled like crazy, and rushed towards Yuling and the two with his teeth and claws with his double knives, and roared with tears: "Get out, you guys get out!"

Qi Qi cut a sound, and with a push of his hand, Siqiong flew out uncontrollably, slamming into the stone wall, and struggled for a long time before he could climb out.

Yu Ling stretched out his finger and pointed at the center of his eyebrows, pulled out a cloud of purple light from the sea of souls, and said lightly: "Throw this statue away." ”

"Okay," the Yin God Spirit Spirit rushed to the altar excitedly, looked at the sacrosanct ice sculpture, and said with a cruel smile: "Snow God, you also have today......

However, a second before it touched the statue of the Snow God, a snow-white figure suddenly came out from behind the statue, and the rich frost and cold air instantly diffused in this underground space, forcing the Yin God Spirit to retreat.

"You've finally found this place. Yueduo stood quietly under the statue of the snow god, her expression indifferent, but her tone was a little undetectable.