"The female is dead and the male is dead, and the witch goddess has been dismembered by instinct! The female is not dead, unless ......"

When Zhang Xiaoluo asked to see the Great Sacrifice of the Royal City again, Xiao Liang showed a wry smile on his face, and frankly said that the Great Priest had gone out of the Royal City to prepare the last sacrifice for the new king's succession.

When Zhang Xiaoluo went to find Fan Hai, the hall where Fan Hai lived was empty. Xiao Liang told him that the new king had been connected to the temple since the last time he returned.

Zhang Xiaoluo resisted the urge to tear Xiao Liang's old face to pieces, and returned to the attic where he lived again, waiting silently while accompanying Miji, waiting for the day when the new king of the snowy region would succeed to the throne.

The royal city priest soon returned to the royal city, and then a team of snow wolf cavalry guards came out of the royal city, to the sixteen acropolis cities, to the entire snowy region, three days later, the new king ascended the throne, the god of Jima appeared, and blessed all the people.

Fan Hai has had many nightmares in recent days, he dreamed that his grandmother was like a child, holding himself in his arms and whispering softly, dreaming that he watched Miji die, dreaming of playing with Yanxue on the vast snowfield, dreaming that Zhang Xiaoluo looked at him coldly with a hollow gaze, and even dreamed that he was sitting on top of the gloomy Yama Temple, surrounded by countless unjust souls and evil ghosts, bowing down to him......

In order to better feel the gift of the god Jima, the sacrifices of the sixteen acropolis temples have all rushed to the royal city to witness the moment when the new king ascended the throne.

Fan Hai went out to the royal city again, but failed to find Yan Xue, who seemed to have left the royal city far away, leaving the snowy plain.

The day has finally come for a new king to ascend the throne. The servants in the royal city were busy, preparing the robes needed for the new king's enthronement, the sacrifices of livestock, and so on. The entire Snowy King City was lit up everywhere, but the attic where Zhang Xiaoluo was located was quiet and pitch black.

Zhong Wudao was still wearing that white robe, sitting cross-legged on the futon on the side of the high throne, his eyes turned out, his face expressionless, patiently waiting for the arrival of Fan Hai.

The temple is a temple that resides in the royal city all year round and appears twice every ten years. One is the enthronement of a new king like today, and the other is a sacrifice ceremony to honor the god Jima and elect the next new king.

Brahman was the last to appear above the temple. Under the guidance of the two teams of slaves, Van Hai, who wore a crown and a royal robe, looked particularly handsome and heroic. Van Hai did not go directly to the high throne, but walked to the side of the high priest who was sitting there, and stopped.

He has not yet made the final sacrifice, and he is not yet qualified to sit on that high throne. His gaze was directed towards the High Priest, and there was an imperceptible look of resentment in his eyes.

After Fan Hai arrived, the old man in charge of the sacrificial rites in Wangcheng glanced at Zhong Wudao, who was sitting cross-legged on one side, and saw that the big priest's face was calm, so he shouted outside the hall.

"The new king will bathe in the glory of the god Jima, and he will offer a sacrifice to the god Jima as a sign of piety!"

As the words of the ceremonial officer came out, several priests wearing white sacrificial robes slowly walked outside the door of the main hall, and the main priest of the Ice and Snow City Temple, Zong Xiang, was impressively listed. But now Zong Xiang no longer has the majesty he once had in the Ice and Snow City Temple, he put his hands on his shoulders, and was carrying a long confession with several other city lords to worship, walking towards the high throne step by step.

Above the confession lies a woman, with a woman's head covered

Pure white silky animal skin, unable to see the appearance. She was covered in nothing but obscene clothes, and her bare skin was covered in strange golden runes. The woman lay quietly on the offering table, and her concave and delicate body gave people a sense of solemnity and majesty under the reflection of the runes, which made people not have the slightest sense of blasphemy.

Zong Xiang and the others had solemn faces, chanted the inaudible scriptures in a low voice, carried the confession to Fan Hai and put it down, each took a step back, sat down cross-legged, lowered his eyebrows, and said no more.

Fan Hai glanced down at the woman lying on her back on the confession, her face was surprised, and she turned her head to look at Zhong Wudao beside her.

Zhong Wudao's outward-turned eyes twitched, and he slowly spoke to Fan Hai.

"As the king of the snowy land, you need to sacrifice this maiden to the heavens with your own hands to show your respect for the god Jima, who bestows the blessings of the snowy region! This girl was born in the snowy region and grew up in the snowy region, and it is the most pious tribute to the god Jima on behalf of the new king of the snowy region!"

As Zhong Wudao's words landed, the ceremonial officer on the side stepped forward, holding a short golden dagger in both hands, and presented it to Fan Hai.

"You...... You let me kill someone? ”

Fan Hai looked at the dagger, his whole body trembled slightly, and he suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhong Wudao, who had made no secret of the anger and hatred in his eyes.

Zhong Wudao's outward-turned eyes suddenly opened, revealing two empty eye holes, as if he had been staring at Fan Hai for a long time, and finally said calmly.

"In the eyes of the old man, she is not a human being, she is a sacrifice to the god Jima, the piety of the people of my snowy land, and the submission of the new king to the god Jima. In your eyes, the same should be! ”

As Zhong Wudao's cold voice came out, the anger and endless hatred in Fan Hai's eyes dissipated, and was replaced by a thick color of confusion.

Fan Hai slowly took the golden dagger held high by the ceremonial officer's hands, looked down at the woman lying quietly on the confession with an expressionless face, slowly raised the dagger in his hand, and stabbed it towards the woman's heart.

At the moment when the golden dagger pierced the woman's heart, Zhong Wudao waved his sleeves slightly, and the white animal skin covering the woman's face floated up gently, revealing the woman's charming face as clear as ice crystals.

And under the flick of Zhong Wudao's sleeves, when Fan Hai pierced the golden dagger into the heart of the woman above the confession, the moment the woman showed her face, the confused color in Fan Hai's eyes disappeared.

"No!"

With a heart-rending shout, the golden dagger plunged deep into Yan Xue's heart, and a crystal tear slipped out of the corner of Yan Xue's eye, and the tear slid down her cheek, but quickly condensed into ice beads, falling on the ground covered with thick carpet, and shattering.

"Oh my god, I really want to see the star dome as beautiful as it once was......"

The ceremonial officer behind Van Hai knelt down and bowed to Van Hai, shouting loudly in his mouth.

"The memorial has been completed, the new king will succeed to the throne, and I will meet the king of the snowy region!"

The people in the hall, except for Zhong Wudao, who was still sitting there motionless, staring coldly at Fan Hai, everyone knelt down and kowtowed to Fan Hai.

Fan Hai seemed to see nothing of the temple's kneeling, leaned down, and hugged Yan Xue on top of the confession. But Yan Xue's delicate body, which was painted with golden runes, seemed to be beginning to shatter

It turned into pieces of ice crystals, lingering above the main hall.

When Zhong Wudao saw this scene, his always calm face finally showed a look of doubt. He stared at the ice crystals that gathered more and more above the main hall, faintly conjuring up Yan Xue's face, and the heavy killing intent gradually permeated his body.

"But the old man miscalculated! You were deliberately captured by the old man, and with the help of the old man, he took you into the royal city, probably for the sealed snow demon, right? ”

Zhong Wudao seemed to have figured out something, and said lightly to the face that had gradually transformed.

The face above the main hall that had been completely condensed glanced at Zhong Wudao coldly, and then swept his gaze to Fan Hai, who was looking up at him with a complicated expression, and his unbearable expression flashed.

A team of snow wolf guards had quietly appeared above the main hall, standing quietly around Yan Xue's re-transformed face, full of murderous aura.

"Is this the snow wolf ride you made? You're such a genius! But...... From the moment you brought me into the royal city, Zhong Wudao, you ...... Already lost! ”

"Really? The old man wants to see how a little snow demon who has been in the Tao for less than a hundred years can make the old man admit defeat! ”

Zhong Wudao's voice was hoarse, and his deep-set eyes suddenly flashed with two dark green lights. With the appearance of the ghostly light, several snow wolf riders, including the snow wolf rider commander, actually fell to the ground on all fours, looked up at the snow in the sky, and kept letting out a low roar in their mouths.

"Sacrifice to your lordship, let her ...... Let her go! Ben Wang ...... I want her to go! Let her go, I'll ...... I will not resist you again! ”

Fan Hai suddenly turned his head to look at Zhong Wudao and pleaded in a low voice, his words full of bitterness.

Fan Hai looked up at Yan Xue who was condensing her body in the void again, and her eyes showed a deep sense of guilt and tenderness.

"Cher, let's go! When my ten years of seclusion are over, I will go to look for you, never leave you again, and accompany you to see the most beautiful star dome in the snowy region. ”

Suddenly, Zhong Wudao waved his sleeves, and Fan Hai's figure in a royal robe flew up instantly, and landed heavily on the high throne in the main hall, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and his expression suddenly withered.

"Fanhai, the old man remembered that he had an old relationship with you in his previous life, so he didn't kill you, if he made any more noise, don't blame the old man for being ruthless!"

After Zhong Wudao finished speaking, he looked up at Yan Xue, feeling the endless cold aura emanating from the other party. The extremely thick icy air had already filled the entire hall, freezing the servants above the hall into a crystal ice sculpture that was still kneeling on the ground. The icy cold qi spread rapidly towards the entire royal city, spreading into the tall temple inside the royal city.

Wherever the cold air spreads, it becomes an ice sculpture. The icy cold qi instantly filled the temple, and the endless cold qi poured into the temple, pouring into the body of the huge snow demon that was sealed under the temple.

Deep underground, the snow demon's huge head full of cones gradually emerged with a thick layer of ice crystals. As soon as the ice crystals appeared, they quickly transformed into a more intense yin and cold aura. The cold aura continued to impact the heavy ghost shadows in the snow demon's skull, condensing countless ghost shadows into crystal ice sculptures and shattering them.

The number of ghosts decreased rapidly, and the golden wheel that was suspended on the snow demon's forehead, spinning from time to time, suddenly accelerated, and more ghosts appeared in an instant, rushing into the snow demon's skull.