Chapter 1170: Burning Ice Sacred Palace 8

"This is what our city lord brought to your palace lord, lead the way ahead, these can't be left on the ship for a long time, fast." The scar man drank coldly, his voice was urgent.

The twenty men in charge of the ship had already come out of the cabin carrying a black hedron box in each box.

"Good, good ......"

Look at the black spar as the box, even if you don't have eyesight, you know that this is a good thing, and the spar used in the box must be a good thing.

For a while, those soldiers and guards rushed to lead the way in the direction of the top of the Ice Sacred Palace.

It is rumored that the Jiaye Pagoda and the Lingnan family tore their faces.

At this time, the city lord of Futaba City, who suddenly came to see their palace lord in person, must have something important, and it must not be delayed.

In an instant, the guards of the Ice Saint Palace, who had found an excellent reason for the Futaba City Lord to come, dared to be the slightest bit slow.

Leaping upward, the scarred man saw this, with twenty men carrying black spar boxes behind him, and rushed towards the direction of the Ice Saint Palace's inner palace.

And on the black spar boat, the faint sound of the piano was still there, and the two people inside did not come down.

The guards of the Ice Sacred Palace on the glacier stood respectfully on the glacier.

The city lord of Futaba Castle, that is to ask their palace lord to personally come to greet Cai and Lishu.

The cold wind swept through the ice.

It's already summer, but because it's located in the far north, in the middle of a 10,000-year-old glacier.

The wind passed, and it was still shivering.

Rushing up, the scarred man took twenty men, carrying a black box, and in an instant, he had already gone up to the inner palace of the Ice Saint Palace and entered the palace.

Bright brilliance, ice for the skin, jade for the gods.

The majestic and transparent Ice Sacred Palace is simply the most beautiful place in the world.

At this time, the reporting personnel who had already rushed up had already rushed to the dormitory where the Palace Master of the Ice Saint Palace was located.

"Futaba Castle Lord is here?" The Palace Master of the Ice Saint Palace, who was over middle-aged and dressed in a pure white robe, and looked quite a bit fairy-like, was very surprised.

Why did you come here in person without saying a word?

What's going on? Is something wrong?

"Yes, this is the token of the lord of Futaba Castle." The messenger gasped and shouted.