The white wind and snow made the snow-covered palace seem to be covered with a light veil, and the many magic stone wall lamps lit up were like mottled stars, making the midnight of winter even colder.

Rosicky stood on the long street, staring at the gates of the palace, and did not speak for a long time, like a sculpture cast of steel.

Downton just stood a little later, waiting for Rosicky, who was sure to have a lot of thoughts on his mind now.

The Death Knights were also sitting quietly on their horses, and the wind and snow had fallen, and they had already covered themselves with a white blanket.

"You won't be frozen stupid, will you?"

Jackson muttered, but Downton glared at him fiercely, so frightened that he quickly shrank his head and hid behind.

Downton was considering whether to persuade Rosicky when a small cold hand reached over and quietly grabbed his sleeve.

Downton looked back and saw Celesse's timid appearance, like a helpless little rabbit.

"Don't worry, he's fine!"

Downton shook Celest's hand with his backhand, "Is it cold?"

Celes shook her head, the heat coming from Downton's hand made her feel very relieved, and the sorrow in her heart was much less.

Downton smiled, helped Celese tighten her coat, and took her into his arms with one hand, knowing that at such times, Celese was fragile and needed comfort.

Celesse's pale cheeks were suddenly covered with redness, even spreading to her neck and ears, she actually knew that Downton only regarded herself as a sister, but she couldn't control the love for him in her heart.

Downton, who cares about people, is really gentle!

Juliet, who was standing not far behind, had a cold and terrible look in her eyes, why didn't Downton's gentleness belong to her? Could she only stand behind her forever, silently watching him?

"Why is it always me who suffers?"

Juliet couldn't figure out when she would be happy, could it be because of her humble background? Can only be like this for a lifetime?

"Let's go!"

Rosicky exhaled a deep breath of white air, smacked the horse's belly, and turned the horse's head.

"Huh, aren't you going to the palace?"

Jackson folded his hands and asked, if you don't go, what are you waiting for?

"Do you have an opinion?"

Rosicky didn't answer, and with a single look, he told the ghoul to quickly hide.

"Downton ......"

Rosicky stopped talking.

"No need to explain. I understand, let's go find a place to live first!"

Of course, Downton understands that this is a home that has been separated for more than 3,000 years, and it has long been a matter of time, his parents are gone, his relatives and friends are not there, and now the owner of this place is the king of Xueman.

If it was a civilian, Rosicky could still go in and confess his relatives, but this is the palace. In order to compete for the throne, whose court is not full of intrigue and darkness?

Rosicky didn't have the heart to fight for the throne, but others wouldn't think so, especially the king, what would he think when he appeared?

"If it's a mediocre prince, it's okay, but Rosicky is talented and talented, not to mention that he was reincarnated as an undead. With a lifespan of at least a thousand years, how can the current king not worry about whether his descendants will be able to take over the throne?"

Homer sighed. This is power, forcing Rosicky to not even go home.

"Thank you!" Rosicky said to Downton and looked at his sister, "Wait, I'll take you home!"

"Hmm!"

Serex nodded obediently.

Everyone left, and walked less than 100 meters. A horse-drawn carriage came at a gallop, its wheels turning, stirring up the snow.

Bang Dang!

The car door was pushed open, and the hotel owner sweated profusely and knelt directly in front of the Green Goblin. Completely indifferent to the snow staining the gorgeous pants

"Your Excellency, you can make it easy for me to find, a sumptuous dinner, the most comfortable room, and bath water are ready, let's go back?"

After the boss finished speaking, he got up and went to take the reins.

"Wait!"

Downton tugged at the reins, and the Green Goblin shook his head and slammed the boss away.

"Do you want to die? A human would dare to touch me?"

The scorching nightmare spoke, causing the boss to sit on the ground in fright, peeing on the crotch of his pants.

"Hey, why are you suddenly so attentive?" asked Jackson as he walked over and crouched on the ground.

"No, I really have something to do in the afternoon!"

How dare the boss admit it.

"Really?"

Jackson took off his crossbow and slammed it against his boss's head.

"I said, I said it all, it was Fellaini who made it difficult for me, and you know that a little person like me, if I don't obey, this life will be over!"

The boss burst into tears and knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"Then why did you change your mind?"

Jackson has no sympathy for this kind of person.

"It's the Guise family, Yves Saint Laurent, and Bavaria looking for you!"

The boss broke the jar and broke it, and he only begged Downton to forgive him.

"Yves Saint Laurent?"

Downton frowned, the other two he could understand, but what was the matter with this Saint Laurent? He had nothing to do with this country.

"Your Excellency, you have a lot of them, will you spare me?"

In the middle of the night, the boss knelt on the snow-covered street, crying silently, how miserable and miserable it was.

"It's so late, there are so many of us, it's hard to find a hotel, so let's go back?"

Homer Jianyì, and this kind of little person, there is really no need to be angry.

"Okay, we all need to settle down, you can do it!"

Downton agreed.

"Ah, my tavern only accepts messengers, and they can stay in those little inns!"

Looking at the nearly 100 guards, the boss was dumbfounded, his hotel didn't have so many rooms.

"What did you say?"

Downton's voice was stern.

"No, nothing, I must be ready to let you enjoy the service of being at home. ”

The boss laughed, he decided to ask tomorrow what the origin of this Downton is, Princess Sissi's friend?

After several days of traveling, Downton and his party finally settled down temporarily, but he knew that the trouble was still to come, and the DuPont family and the Hohenzollern family would definitely come to the door. Compared to these two behemoths, Gwent and Samosai are completely inadequate.

The Council of the North, which St. Gertland called and hosted, invited all the countries of the North, except for the emissaries, a large number of young talents gathered here, who were eager to become famous. Desire to be appreciated, and then get the step to the body.

The Colosseum, the largest in the royal capital, has been open for half a month, and only gladiators used to play, but this time, many self-proclaimed geniuses did not hesitate to play, in order to win consecutive victories and win the attention of big shots.

However, no matter how these people tried their best, Downton, who had just stepped into the royal capital, was famous, and the next morning. The news that he was invincible to Fellaini outside the city gates, and that he had killed all their horses, became known to all.

Everyone is lamenting the boldness of Downton from this third-rate country, you must know that Fellaini's status is no different from that of Prince Rhine because of his father, the Grand Duke of Rhine, and he is blatantly provocative, he simply doesn't want to live.

On the third day, new news came out. Prince Gwent and Prince Samosai were cut off by Downton because of some quarrels. Cut into a human stick, he even asked Samosai for 10 billion gold coins, saying that if he didn't give it, he would lead a large army to level the country.

"What the hell is that Downton?"

"It's just crazy!"

"Yes, although that guy has strength, his head must be broken. If you are as arrogant as him, you will definitely not live long!"

The envoys of various countries talked a lot, and he had offended so many countries in a row, and he would never want to go back to Frankfurt in his life, and they would definitely intercept him.

Day 4. There is new news that there is a precedent for Downton's audacity, he killed Dupont and Hohenzollern in the underworld.

Not to mention the mercenaries and adventurers who eat with knives and eats, they are civilians, and they have also heard the names of these two wealthy families, especially Hohenzollern, in the north, it is simply the storage of the giants.

"This must be a joke!"

At first, when they heard the news, everyone laughed and could see the back molars, is this rumor treating everyone as fools? If Downton really killed the heir of the wealthy family, he would have been broken into thousands of pieces, otherwise let him be so wanton and free, how would the dignity of the wealthy family be maintained?

"Who is this going to yin me?"

Hearing the news brought back by Jackson, Downton directly slammed the teacup, no need to ask, nine times out of ten it was Fellaini who did it, this kind of murder with a knife is so ruthless.

Even if the two giants don't want to do it now, it won't work, and Downton's immortality means that the stain on their lintel cannot be erased.

On the fifth day, no one laughed out, because there was new news circulating in the tavern.

"What? Downton has been inherited from Tanan, the king of the barbarians, underground?"

"Isn't Tanan one of the Eight Great Coffins, and what shit luck does Downton have to take to get his inheritance?"

"Hey, have you heard? Downton was a commoner three years ago, and after he came back from the ground, he relied on a group of natives to defeat Frankfurt, although he was the hand of the king, but the power in his hands was no different from that of the king. ”

As more and more news broke out, people went from the initial ridicule, ridicule, to questioning, exploring, and finally to amazement and envy.

Because of some deeds, there is no way to fake it, so the name of the indigenous duke of Downton is getting more and more famous, there is no way, the grassroots counterattack is always the most eye-catching.

Those civilians living at the bottom are most eager to counterattack, and they are also the basis and channel for the spread of rumors.

"Downton, this is someone deliberately targeting you and roasting you on the fire!"

The Lombard diplomat talked to Downton, with a very low posture.

"I know!"

The gun shot the first bird, Downton made up his mind to keep a low profile, but he was still found out, but he was not afraid, so he just pretended to be a stunned young man who did things without thinking.

"You should say you don't know, and then try to show your recklessness!" the diplomat persuaded, "This time the Northern Council wants to discuss the alliance of the nations, it will definitely not be so smooth, and when the time comes, Saint-Gertland will inevitably kill people, don't jump out!"

He is worthy of a diplomat, and his sense of smell is too sensitive. (To be continued......)