Chapter 148: Our King

Feng An's greatest pleasure these days is to take care of Sister-in-law Ji's child, a beautiful little girl named Ah Chai. Maybe in Sister-in-law Ji's heart, she wants her to catch up with that majestic figure in the future.

But what worries Feng An is that Chu Feiyan still hasn't returned, and the huge semi-circular ice layer above their heads has gradually affected their lives, and air and water have become urgent problems to solve at the moment. They have tried to break or melt the ice, but to no avail.

If this continues, the frozen dome that would have protected them will instead become a prison for them.

The sky was already bright unconsciously, and Feng An was a little depressed, because Ah chased her just now, and he couldn't stop crying for some reason, which made him a little unsettled. Suddenly, he seemed to hear something moving outside, and a large crowd gathered to the edge of the ice, could it be that Chu Feiyan had returned?

Feng An was overjoyed and hurriedly squeezed over, but he soon discovered that something was wrong, because the crowd was quiet and terrifying, and his expression was frightened, and some people even covered their eyes tremblingly, not daring to look at it again.

"What's going on?" Feng An finally squeezed through the crowd, and then saw the desperate and sad scene.

A brutal massacre was going on outside the ice, and three old men who looked very similar were slaughtering in the crowd, all but the pregnant woman who was imprisoned under them.

"Why, spare your life!"

"Spare your life!"

They cried and pleaded, but to no avail, and were greeted only by death and fear. The man's skull was crushed in front of his wife, and the man who fled with his wife turned around to find that only a broken toe was left in his hand.

The pregnant women who resisted were picked out of their bellies, took out the fetus in their wombs, and then were thrown into the cloth bag casually, as long as they continued to breathe for three hours, it would not prevent the King of Changning from absorbing their innate creative power.

The three old men were like demons, treating human life like chickens and dogs, without any mercy. People fled in desperation and finally reached the edge of the ice.

"Please, let us in!"

They slapped the ice desperately, praying frantically, and the three-foot ice became the boundary between life and death.

Blood-colored handprints appeared in front of them, and Feng An and the others trapped in the ice suffered a violent impact on their hearts. Relatives, friends, and partners died in front of them in this way, and they could not do anything, and they did not dare to do anything, and they even hoped that they would go far away and not die in front of them.

They were ashamed of this sinful thought, and they were broken by the cruelty of the image.

"Ahh They no longer dared to look at the desperate faces.

The people in the ice all fled around the altar of the witch god, and I don't know who started first, everyone fell to their knees in unison, praying in silent devotion:

"The sinners ask the Holy King to come!"

"The sinners ask the Holy King to come!"

"The sinners ask the Holy King to come!"

Suddenly, the ice above shook violently! People looked up in astonishment, only to see the three demonic figures, standing above their heads and destroying the ice.

Crazy laughter came from the underground cell, and Gongsun Jiu looked up to the sky and laughed: "Fourth, fifth, sixth, you are finally here!"

In the dark night, in the midst of lightning and thunder, Chu Feiyan's pale side face was reflected, especially the pair of compassionate eyes, like the majestic figure carved on the altar stone.

It was their original king, Gongsun Xuanyuan! The ancient prophecy that had been forgotten by the people suddenly became clear.

"One day our King will come again, with a compassionate gaze and a power to change the heavens and the earth, and when he appears, springs will spring water from the parched deserts, and the winds and sands will cease to cover the sun..."

"Our king, welcome back!" Le Zheng and all the soldiers bowed down collectively, palms facing the sky and then clasped around their chests, and finally pressed their foreheads against the ground.

"No matter who you are, we will always follow you in the future!"

It is also an ancient allegiance ceremony, if they still had a trace of doubt about the Holy King in front of them because of the behavior of the so-called "witch god" and the nine sons of King Ning, now they are completely submissive to him and trust him.

Chu Feiyan didn't know what happened to them, but he obviously understood the pair of eager eyes, he nodded seriously, and said, "Until death comes, otherwise we will never abandon each other."

Lan Lan walked up to him, her short soaked hair clinging to her face, looking a little messy, her appearance was less heroic and more feminine than usual, and she said in his ear, "Give me back the letter."

Chu Feiyan was dumbfounded, not knowing what she meant.

Lan Lan Xing's eyes widened, and she said with a smile: "She didn't let me hand over this letter to you, it originally belonged to me."

Chu Feiyan looked at her as if she was joking, and was speechless.

"I won't peek, just help you keep it, you will inevitably come into contact with the King of Changning next, if it is damaged, it will not be good, after all, this is the last thing Ye Xiaoxiao left you, isn't it?" Lan Lan looked like she was thinking about you.

Then Chu Feiyan ghost made the gods believe it, and as soon as the letter was taken out, it was snatched away by Lan Lan, who shook his hand.

"I will go back to my father, and I will not delay you to die. ”

Chu Feiyan smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Xiao, you and your brothers should send her back." ”

"But...", although Xiao Qian also had this idea, he still didn't worry about this.

"Everyone's injuries are too serious to help for the time being, and I have more important things for you to do."

"General Le Zheng, you also go with you and bring the news from here to the Wolf Wasteland, where there are still more than 10,000 abandoned veterans of Changning. ”

"It's up to you whether you can forge true peace in the long-suffering land of the Wolf Wasteland and Changning!" Chu Feiyan finally solemnly asked.

Xiao Qian and Le Zheng glanced at each other, knowing what it meant, so they no longer insisted on staying.

"The rest of the people followed me to the altar of the witch god. The rain gradually showed signs of stopping, Chu Feiyan walked out of this poplar forest with the rest of the crowd, the night sky became clear again, and then the bright moon appeared, and the young man with a strange appearance in front of everyone in the moonlight!

"Follow me!" the man said in a commanding tone.

Chu Feiyan seemed to have known about his existence, nodded slightly, and then the two disappeared into the night before dawn.