The second son of the Snow King's Mansion returned after a few years, and as soon as he returned, he caused such a movement, beating Bao Wenlong, the eldest young master of the Bao family, to death, which caused a lot of discussion in the Snow King City.

However, all this has nothing to do with Xue Qinghan, after coming back, he also entered his own cultivation, and the missing origin qi in his body was finally almost made up, and after recovery, Xue Qinghan deeply felt the great changes in his body, which made Xue Qinghan a little suspicious. However, Xue Qinghan didn't find anything wrong when he looked closely, Xue Qianqian said that the predecessors of the Dark Dragon were trustworthy, Xue Qinghan was noncommittal about this, that pit dragon.

Because the strength has increased tremendously in a short period of time, not only in cultivation, but also in the physical body, divine soul and even potential, Xue Qinghan also needs a period of time to adapt, consolidate, and constantly polish. In addition, when you first enter the Dao God Realm, you have already started the cultivation of the Great Dao, and you also need more enlightenment, whether it is the Void Sword Sutra or the Immortal Spear. Moreover, his physical strength is strong now, so naturally he can't waste it, and he also chose one or two body refining supernatural powers to practice in the Hidden Scripture Building of the Snow King's Mansion, but unfortunately, there is no particularly powerful body refining supernatural power in the Snow King's Mansion. Of course, this kind of generality is relative to the Snow King's Mansion.

In the depths of the Snow King's Mansion, the Snow King Xue Qianren stood in front of the window, staring at the still snow-white world outside, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Lord Wang, the head of the Bao family asks to see. Song Qingyang said.

"Oh, what's the matter with that old guy?"

"It may have something to do with the second son, the second son beat the little fat man of the Bao family before, and directly canceled his qualification to go to the imperial tomb. Song Qingyang replied.

"No, you just tell him that this matter has been handed over to Qinghan Qingying and the two of them to be fully responsible, and they have the final say. The Snow King said in a flat tone.

"But Lord Wang, will this cause the Bao family to have an opinion on the second son?" Song Qingyang said with some worry.

"Have an opinion? So what? Little Bao's family, can't make any waves. The Snow King said disdainfully.

"In this way, the second son will have no foundation in Snow King City, and he will ...... in the future."

"Qing Yang, with your understanding of Qing Han, do you think he has ever thought of inheriting the throne of the Snow King?" the Snow King turned around and looked at Song Qingyang and asked.

Song Qingyang was stunned for a moment, silent for a moment, but shook his head, and said helplessly: "No, the second son... It seems that he has not thought about inheriting the throne of the prince at all. ”

"Not seemingly, but just that. The Snow King smiled lightly, "This kid told this king directly, he disdains to inherit the throne of this king, and is destined to only be able to keep the second ancestor, and the so-called prince who obeys the orders of others is chicken ribs, and the food is tasteless." ”

"......Forehead" Song Qingyang was speechless, and directly said to the Snow King himself that the position of the Snow King was just chicken ribs, isn't this an insatiation of the Snow King himself? No, it can't be said to be a satire, but a plain irony. He couldn't say anything about this kind of thing, so he could only sigh in his heart.

"Lord Wang, the second son is young and vigorous, and he is still ......" Song Qingyang spoke, after all, several children in the Snow King's Mansion were all grown up by him, and he also felt a little pity for the second son who lost his mother and was free-range since he was a child.

"Qingyang, don't speak for that kid, what he said makes sense, that kid is used to being wild and doesn't like restraints, it's normal to be like this. As if he knew what Song Qingyang was going to say, the Snow King waved his hand and said indifferently.

"His temperament, like Fengyue, is also the fault of this king. Those children are still under the control of their mothers, but Fengyue is not there, plus they are followed by such an unobtrusive master. ”

"Let him go, he should have his own ideas, and it won't be the king's turn to worry about it. All his choices, this king will not block, just let him choose by himself, and he must accept the result of his choice. ”

"Lord Wang, there is one more thing. Song Qingyang suddenly remembered something, and his face became a little solemn, "When the second son fought with that kid of the Bao family that day, the breath emanating from that kid of the Bao family carried the smell of that organization. ”

"Is this serious?" the Snow King's face was faintly gloomy when he heard this, and a sharp light flashed in his pupils.

For him, if it's really that organization, then it's a little complicated. He knew the horror of that organization better than anyone else, and it was precisely because he knew it that he was even more fearful. All along, the organization that existed in the shadows of this world was a nightmare that he couldn't get rid of, making him angry and powerless.

"That kind of breath, there shouldn't be anything wrong with that. Song Qingyang replied, he has been following the Snow King, and he has really been in contact with that organization, although it is only a short face, but that kind of breath, he is imprinted in the bone marrow.

The Snow King frowned and thought for a moment, "How is the preparation for that matter?"

"It's basically ready, the situation in that place, we have basically found out, the people involved are also the people who have been secretly cultivated over the years, and several sons and wives don't know their existence, so they can be trusted. ”

"That's good, tell them to go down, let them take care of their own personal affairs, and be ready at any time. ”

"Lord, do you want to tell the princes, I'm afraid that I will ...... then."

"No, I'm here, they're dangerous, but it's cold over there...... Forget it, it depends on the situation. ”

"Yes. ”

"Also, check the Bao family for me, if it really has anything to do with that organization, then destroy it before leaving, and don't leave any traces. ”

"Yes. ”

"Let's go down. ”

Song Qingyang left the room, and the Snow King stood in front of the window, his snow hair fluttering slightly, and the world of ice and snow was reflected in his pupils, with a slight chill.

"Qinghan, have you made a decision? There is not much time left for you to make a choice. The soft murmuring sounded, and the Snow King at this time never thought that in the dark, some things had already had a predestined trajectory, and in the face of the ethereal fate, there was no room for people to choose at all. The thread of fate of Xue Qinghan has been unconsciously arranged into the mystery network of history, intertwined in the torrent of upcoming changes, which cannot be avoided or decided.

Xue Qinghan sat quietly under a waterfall, and the waterfall rushed down, making a roaring sound that resounded through the back mountain. And Xue Qinghan sat at the bottom of the waterfall, his body did not move at all, indifferently facing the rushing water, his naked upper body, his skin was glowing with a faint jade brilliance, and the rhyme flowed. Around the body, the sword qi shuttled up and down in the waterfall, as if it was also experiencing the tempering and baptism of the waterfall, which was more condensed.

The next moment, Xue Qinghan opened his eyes, the light of the stars in his eyes loomed, and there was a long roar, and suddenly, the endless sword qi erupted, going upstream, converging into a sword qi waterfall, colliding with the rushing water, and actually dragging dozens of long and wide waterfalls directly in midair. Then I saw Xue Qinghan standing up, his legs bent slightly, his right hand twisting his fist, his spiritual power stirring, accompanied by a violent sound of breaking the air, a fist hurriedly took the dragon chant to the sky, rolling up the rain and sprinkling it all over the sky.

The fist and sword qi dissipated, the waterfall fell again, and the roar was still there. Xue Qinghan stepped a little, crossed the waterhole and fell down, his spiritual power operated, and the water vapor on his body was instantly steamed dry, and he was dressed in a clean white clothes. Stretching his waist, a crisp sound of bones like fried beans suddenly sounded all over his body, and Xue Qinghan clenched his fists, revealing a look of satisfaction.

"Luo Shuang, Dark Feather, we should go over too. ”

Xue Qinghan's voice fell, and he saw two figures, one black and one white, flashing, it was Luo Shuang and Dark Feather. Then, the three of them left here and headed towards the martial arts arena of the Snow King's Mansion, and today, they were going to prepare their long hair.