The night was dripping, the inky night sky was dotted with stars, and a dark yellow full moon was quietly obscured by dark clouds. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The Ural Castle is gloomy and terrifying, and the palace lamps in the castle are sporadically flickering, looking from afar, as if they are like ghost fires.

No one wants to set foot in it at this time, because it is definitely not going to get along with themselves.

The mermaid Gilam has become the most unfortunate person at this moment, because she has a very important matter to pass on to her master, and the news comes from the princess of the Spirit Clan.

The two gates of the castle have long been rusted and mottled. Gillam showed Her Majesty's token, and the mermaid guards carefully inspected it before unlocking the chain from the door and letting the gray-robed maid inside.

Before she had taken a few steps, a strange and cold wind blew in the air, and the hood of the gray robe was lifted behind her head at once, and Gillam was shocked to her back, and a bloody breath rushed to her face, which made her feel the urge to gag.

Gillam pulled his hood back in embarrassment and staggered forward, as if a ghostly ghost was chasing after her, engulfing her in the shadows as soon as she fell......

Hurrying into the castle, Gillam looked out to see the deep corridor in front of him, and he didn't know where it would lead.

In the foreground on the right is a staircase that spirals upwards in the shape of a column.

Gilram flinched, cold sweat already trickling down her forehead, she hesitated for a moment, then mustered up the courage to step up the somewhat steep spiral staircase, and she cautiously walked upward.

Unaware of how many floors he had reached, Gillam looked around in horror and was already a frightened bird.

She was pale and panting, and all that echoed in her ears was the sound of her own shuffling footsteps and heavy gasps.

In an instant, a glimmer of light appeared in the dark and quiet corridor of the castle.

As Gillam saw the light, the tight hem of his skirt was slightly loosened, and a small wet scratch appeared on the hem.

God knows when her mission will be completed.

The small steps suddenly became urgent, as urgent as a moth to a fire, and as the light drew closer, Gillam attached his stiff, sweaty hand to the cold door.

The sudden chill instantly spread over his limbs, and Gillam's body shivered involuntarily from fear and sudden cold.

With a "creak", the antique door slowly opened......

Queen Gillam took a step back, for she didn't remember pushing it hard!

Gillam pursed her lips, her face bloodless, her hands clenched into fists, her nails embedded in her flesh.

"Should I go in, or should I not?" She asked in a muttered voice, her thoughts as if they had become a mess, helplessly entangled and contradictory.

"The mermaid princess is a master I must never offend," she said to herself in a trembling voice.

Thinking of this, Gillam could only take a deep breath and step into it slowly.

The castle is worthy of being the royal palace of the ancestors, and it is still magnificent and elegant after thousands of years.

The room is spacious, the candle shadow is flickering, the light veil in front of the window is elegant, and the tables and chairs are all made of precious gold glazed coral......

Everything is in stark contrast to the eerie and bloody atmosphere outside the castle.

The layout of the interior makes it difficult to associate with the cage of captivity. You must know that the prince is guilty of the same crime as the common people, this statement may be true, but the treatment is definitely different.

"Who are you?" A vigilant and cold voice rang out in the empty room.

In an instant, Gillam felt a sharp blade against the back of his neck, and the sharp edge pierced shallowly into his skin.

Gillam's legs trembled so much that she could no longer support her body, and she fell to her knees......

She couldn't stop complaining to herself about why she had only studied the beauty of the room just now, but forgot to find the real owner of the room.

She kowtowed to the garlic, and her voice was already crying: "The little slave was entrusted by the princess to send a message to Her Royal Highness. ”

But as soon as Gillam's words fell, silence returned to the entire hall.

Gillam pressed her head against the cold tiles, not daring to look around, for the blade behind her reminded her that if she was not careful, the sword would mercilessly leave her in a different place.

"What's that?" The voice behind him was still cold, and there was no temperature.

"The princess asked the slave maid to tell Her Royal Highness the princess that two days ago, a sacred invitation came from the medical clan, inviting Her Royal Highness the princess to participate in the birthday celebration of the king of the medical clan." Gillam took a breath and uttered the words that he had silently recited countless times in his heart.

I heard a sneer suddenly come from behind me, "Go back, the princess won't go!" She said in a cold voice, without emotion.

Gillam looked up tremblingly, trying to find the princess.

"Be honest, or you'll be laid to rest in Ugar Castle!" There was a cold warning from behind her, and the tip of the sword immediately cut through the skin on her neck with a slight force.

A tingling sensation came, and Gillam immediately clung back to the ground in fear, "Little ...... There's a secret letter here...... the slave," she said, stammering.

"Then tell me quickly, what are you talking about?" Jin Na'er showed no mercy and said hatefully.

Giram is a confidant of Princess Ling, and the fact that the princess can send her to spread the word shows her trust.

Ghiram could enter Ural Castle alone, and he would not have been kind enough to spread the news of a divine invitation.

Her intention is far from being so simple.

'Rescue the princess from the castle of Ugar? Jin Na'er thought in her heart, and a hint of mockery crossed her face, "Where did she have the kindness to imprison the princess here and release her on her own initiative?" She snorted coldly, a look of disdain.

Giram respectfully kowtowed on the ground, and said in a solemn voice: "The secret letter is like this, 'Prince Luze has been ill for a long time, seeking medical treatment in a foreign land, and now he misses his family very much, and the royal family of the Wangling clan has come to greet him in order to return to the Spirit Island. ’”

As soon as Gillam finished speaking, he heard a "clanging" sound, and a ring fell gently to the ground, rolling a few times before stopping.

In the palace, another voice sounded slowly, "...... The meaning of the concubine is that she wants me to go to the medical clan to change my brother, right? Man'er's voice is not as cold as Jinna'er's, it is so soft, with a different kind of poignancy and tactfulness.

"The little slave doesn't know, the princess didn't explain anything else." Gillam replied in a slightly hoarse voice.

"Alright then, you can go back." Man'er commanded lightly, with alienation in her words.

The whole time, Giram was on her knees, and her eyes never took her eyes off the ground.

However, when he heard the princess's words, Gillam's heart suddenly rose nervously, thinking that she would risk her life to break into the castle of Ugar, and that she could not take a perfunctory word and go back to her life.

Gillam had to look up and ask, "What is Her Royal Highness's answer to the princess?" ”

Kinnar stepped back slightly, and Gillam was able to really lift his head.

The mermaid princess was standing a few steps away from her, and it was only at this moment that Gillam could truly see the princess's face.

After a long time, Princess Lu Zeman is no longer as beautiful as she remembers, the little girl who is ignorant of the world, and now she is beautiful.

The mermaid princess has an innate, mermaid clan's wind spirituality and sea breath, and adheres to the noble elegance and peerless beauty of the god clan.

The palace was filled with a faint and refreshing fragrance, and the princess's body was surrounded by a pale yellow halo, which was even more unreal in the flickering candlelight.

Gillam knew that this was a trait of the Protoss, because the Spirit Race did not possess such an immortal method. She is a combination of the Spirit Race and the God Race, this almost perfect match, can only be said to be the favor given to her by the gods!

Man'er pondered for a moment, and finally spoke, "Okay...... Hongu should be ...... Please ask my mother to arrange it for me. ”

Gillam let out a deep sigh, as if the dust had settled, and the heart that had been hanging was finally let go, and her task was completed.

Gillam waited tremblingly for a long time, and silence returned to the hall, "If Her Royal Highness has nothing else to explain...... The little slave has to go back to his life. Gillam bowed his head respectfully, his voice carefully concealing joy.

"Stand down." Man'er gave Jin Na'er a look and motioned for her to be released.

Giram stumbled to his feet and stumbled backwards.

Man'er stood awe-inspiring in the distance, squinting her ice-blue eyes slightly, looking at Jiram's back helplessly. Her delicate face was slightly bitter, and she couldn't help but smile sarcastically in her heart when she imagined that the concubine was thinking about it again.