After his gaze recovered, Chen Cheng's eyes were full of incredulity when he looked at the giant tree, how could this country be able to give birth to two spirit clans.

The spirit race, in essence, is the birds and beasts, the grass, trees, fish and insects absorb the essence of the gods scattered in the heaven and earth, give birth to spiritual wisdom and obtain a natural ability, and it does not conflict with the blood clotting beads. However, the number is scarce, and most of them are born in the last battlefield of the gods, the South China Sea.

Most of them have a mild personality and rarely come into conflict with humans.

At the same time, their bodies can forge weapons and concoct medicines, but very few people will do this, and the spirits are not easy to mess with. Their small numbers have made them very united, and they have even destroyed dozens of large islands.

Since then, the illegal sale of Spirit materials has been prohibited in the Alliance. At the same time, trade with the spirits is opened, in exchange for their blood, hair, fruits, etc., as precious materials to enrich the alliance's treasury.

"Betty, we'll leave the land of giant trees as soon as we finish the banquet, a spirit clan that can devour and tear giant trees is full of uncertainty." Chen Cheng retracted his gaze and turned to pack his bags with Betty. Relying on human blood to survive, it is better to stay away from the spirit race that devours the essence of life of the same kind.

The two didn't really have much to pack, just the krona and backpack that Andrew paid when the bounty was completed.

The courtyard door opened, and the guards were still waiting outside the door, each carrying a backpack, motioning for him to lead the way.

The interior of the royal palace is full of palaces and intricate roads. When passing through the torture garden, it was bloody, and the screams went straight to the sky, and there were mottled bloodstains, which were printed on the red Zhumen.

"What is this?" The screams in the garden came and went. Betty frowned and looked at the escort who led the way, not understanding what this meant. It would have been easy for the great palace to take them away from this place, as if the guards had brought them here.

"The eyeliner of the Giant Wood Divine Sect in the palace was ordered by our king to be filled into the torture garden to set an example. A similar scene will occur at the banquet, so inform the two of you first, so as not to have any misunderstandings. "The squire is like an emotionless machine, loyal and cruel.

Chen Yan's face was a little ugly, this is the confidence to kill chickens and monkeys, Andrew? Suddenly, he looked up in the direction of the giant tree, the blood vine.

The group of people came to the palace hall with twists and turns, and the eaves were anti-Yu, and the pearl palace was not rich. The door of the hall is pushed open, and the beams and pillars are carved in the hall, and the gold is brilliant. Andrew is on top of it, and the group of ministers under him are staggered, and it is very lively.

Chen Cheng was dressed in white, with two sachets hanging on both sides of his waist, a three-eyed crow standing on his shoulder, and his long hair behind his head was scattered with a silver hoop at the end of his hair.

Betty wore a pale yellow long-sleeved dress that complemented her wheat skin.

The two strode into the palace, and the noise gradually stopped. Most people here had only heard that Andrew had relied on a swordsman to defeat the Cult, but they didn't expect the swordsman to be so young.

"How can the king wear a sword, and he doesn't hand it over quickly." A history came from the crowd, and a young man dressed in Huashan and holding a fine wine walked out slowly.

Pointing to the double knives on Chen Yan's waist, he looked arrogant.

The "bang" glass fell to the ground in an instant, and the wine splashed everywhere. The glass landed with its owner, and the air twisted gravity suddenly multiplied.

The surrounding ministers took a few steps back silently, and the girl in front of him just waved his fingers, and the son of the chief guard was lying on the ground like a dead dog, unable to get up again.

Chen Cheng frowned and looked at Andrew, is this trick too naïve, it really doesn't look like a monarch.

"Okay, Chen Aiqing is our hero, how can he be so humiliated." Andrew rose from his throne, raised his glass and lifted it from him, and turned his back clean. For the tool man who has lost consciousness, there is no glance.

"Aiqing, take a seat."

One of the guards quickly stepped forward and invited the two of them to sit down closest to Andrew. As the king set the tone for the feast, the surrounding ministers began to take care of the two attitudes.

Even the toasts were rejected by the two. The phoenix song danced, and the mellow wine and beauty pushed the atmosphere of the banquet to the top.

Until nightfall, the door of the temple was pushed open, and it was the silver-armored guard.

"Report, today's cleaning has been completed." He fell to his knees on one knee, his hands wounded by a thin leather book.

"Okay, drag them out with them, and go with their families." Taking the booklet, Andrew became more and more excited, and finally couldn't help howling. With a wave of his hand, silver-armored soldiers rushed in and surrounded the main hall.

Chen Cheng reached out to his waist with one hand and held the handle of the knife to prevent accidents.

The soldiers wandered quickly through the temple, and more than half of the ministers were dragged outside the temple gate, crying and wailing.

"My king, spare your life"

"You madman, kill us and wait for the Giant Wood Kingdom to collapse, I'll be waiting for you in hell."

"Despicable, didn't you pardon us? Why should it be. ”

The sound of cursing, pleading, and cursing in the hall was endless, and the faces distorted by fear and anger were forever frozen with the sound of gunshots.

Andrew sat on the throne with a cold expression. With the death of a traitor who had taken up a position in a high position but had defected to the Cult of God, a smile gradually spread across his face

"Chen Aiqing, you know that since the founding of the Giant Wood Divine Cult, the royal family has lost the ability to rule the country. Even the ministers of the DPRK and China are their people. ”

"The king is like a puppet at the mercy of the Cult, and it wasn't until the death of the Wood Rhino that I seized the opportunity to break the guards and release the spirit clan that was not yet fully mature. I was afraid that it would be too strong, so I only dared to leave a black cat nearby. Andrew's expression grew frantic, and his hands clutched the throne, a symbol of power.

The minister in the hall was silent, and his ears were pressed with his hands, and he lay on the ground like a quail, not daring to make a sound. After hearing so much, they are afraid that the king's secrets will only be killed.

"It didn't live up to my expectations, the Cult began to come under attack, and the surveillance forces around me began to increase. It wasn't until three years ago that the Cult's surveillance of me waned that I was given a channel to communicate with the outside world. ”

"Do you know how excited I was when I heard that there was an official hunter in the East China Sea?"

"Chen Aiqing, how about coming to me to be the vice king, everything you want in the country is yours." Andrew stood up excitedly and walked towards him to describe the future scene of the two sitting on the throne together.

Chen Cheng didn't speak, his eyes were wary of the approaching king, and he shook his head slightly.

The excited look on Andrew's face froze at this moment, and his steps froze in place. There was silence in the hall except for his rapid gasps.

The ministers who were prostrate on the ground were already soaked in cold sweat behind them, as if they were about to fly out of the sky in the next moment.

The silver-armored guards stepped forward and guarded Andrew's side, in order to do their duty of protection and guard against possible conflicts.