The crowd was silent. Lord Knock Moon of Blue Castle raised his chin, didn't even look at the sea of paintings, didn't turn his head, quickly leaned over the ear of the blue-shirted young man, seemed to whisper, and quickly bounced away.

The black-robed man stood majestically with his hands on top of the holy star, and the two Tsing Yi star envoys stood behind him, one on the left and one on the right.

"Something was announced, and everyone listened carefully. The star envoy whose name was "Si Gray" who led me to meet the black-robed man spoke.

"I have been in charge of this darkness and light in heaven and earth for nearly 2,000 years, and today I am determined to abdicate. The black-robed man said. The whole face was still hidden under the black burqa, and only the voice was heard in a gentle and quiet voice, not angry and arrogant.

No matter how much the crowd covered up, they couldn't stop a suppressed sound from the crowd, which exploded and some people began to be restless.

The black-robed man didn't care, and continued: "Nominated by the elders of the Holy Clan, and with my approval, the following candidates are selected, and they are—" The black-robed man didn't hesitate and read out directly: "Blue Castle falls into the Ying, Red Castle paints the sea, and Yellow Qiang Fort sends the city." ”

For some reason, when he read a name, my eyelids jumped. The voice landed, and there was a moment of silence. Collective breathlessness. It will take some time for those names to slip from my ears and into my heart. "Boom-" sounded, tens of thousands of invisible insects rushed into the hall, adsorbed on people, and could not see people's mouths move, only heard the "buzzing" sound.

Si Shen made a gesture, and the "buzzing" tide gradually subsided.

The black-robed man continued, "The three candidate teenagers pack up and set off tomorrow. The road to kings is full of difficulties and dangers, and at this time next year, among the three, a new king is born, and the other two will disappear. ”

The crowd was amazed. For a while, no one responded.

Of the three, a new king is born, and the other two are gone? That is to say, if my sister cannot become king, there is only one way to die! Wait, then—what am I? What the hell is the "king of heaven and earth"? amuse me!

I looked at my brother blankly, and he was a little confused.

"The Holy King's decision to abdicate is really sudden, even if a new king is selected to inherit the throne, it can be considered in the long run......" The Lord suddenly spoke, his attitude was respectful, but his tone was not eager.

"There's no time left. The black-robed man coldly interrupted the adult's words.

"The selection of the Holy King, no matter how strict it is, is it for the generations of the Holy Clan, but whether this rule is too strict, or the king, or the death, for them who have only become new members of the Holy Clan today, is it ......" The Lord said slowly, the words were calm. Some people thought deeply and whispered in agreement.

"No, it won't. What I want is a king who can undertake great undertakings and rule the world, not a heap of kind waste!"

"Why gamble with your life?" said a woman's voice. It's actually Madame. Supple as a lady actually choked the black-robed man!

"Why not? The true king never keeps it for the sake of returning. It is worth sacrificing two weak people to screen out the real strong one. What is the life of the weak, what is the value of the life!Why, so little confidence in your Red Fortress Painting Sea?"

"Holy King!" The voice of a girl in the crowd was that of her sister, and I saw her caressing the arms of the adults and the lady with both hands, signaling them to be quiet, and then turned to the black-robed man and bowed deeply, and said loudly: "The Holy King is polite." What the holy king said is extremely true, if you don't do your best, how can you know that there is no miracle? Huahai is a candidate for the new king, and he is very lucky, and he will go all out, and he will not think about it, and at this time next year, whether the king is dead or not, Huahai should bear it. As for the worries of the adults and ladies in our clan, they are really parents and licking calves, and I hope that the Holy King will understand. ”

My sister spoke generously and beautifully. This is in front of the black-robed man. Thinking about the look I had when I first saw the black-robed man just now, I couldn't help but cheer for my sister secretly.

"Good!" was already cheered by someone in the crowd. But seeing that the yellow-shirted young man Jicheng also flashed out of the ranks, he grinned at the painting sea, saluted the black-robed man and said, "The Holy King is polite. I am Huangqiang Fort Jicheng. Fight for the king, I have confidence ......"

"It's up to you?" someone interrupted Jicheng in a loud voice, and turned to the black-robed man and said, "I am Guan Feng, an adult in the Jicheng clan, can I implore the Holy King to cancel the candidacy for the new king of Jicheng?"

I recognized the man in the yellow shirt who was talking to Jicheng just now. He's the lord of Jicheng, what do you mean by that?

Jicheng looked back at his adult, his face was shocked and embarrassed, and the corners of his mouth cracked and smiled, and he didn't have time to take it back. That look is fragile and beautiful, which makes people feel a little sad.

"Oh, why did Guan Feng say this? Why, is it also as deep as the sea, and he can't bear to let go?" the black-robed man asked in a deep voice.

"Not really. Guan Feng said: "My relationship with Jicheng is just between adults and dependents, and today, when the Holy Clan of Jicheng is reborn, I can also get out of the whole body." It is precisely because there is no deep relationship with Jicheng that I can comment on this son more objectively and fairly......"

"My lord, Jicheng knows that the adults are quite dissatisfied with Jicheng, and Jicheng begs the adults not to say more. Jicheng whispered, his face was white and bright, and there seemed to be a bright light on his forehead. The corners of his eyes are lowered, and his face has a look of willingness.

"Dissatisfied? As an adult in the clan, what can I be dissatisfied with you as a foreign race and a junior? I raise an objection because the selection of Ming Jun for the Holy Clan is not a trivial matter, how can a mediocre person be indiscriminate!" Guan Feng looked elegant and elegant, but his words were so hurtful.

Yoseki finally stopped laughing. In front of everyone's eyes, his face was gray, his body trembled slightly, and he didn't say a word. Through the crowd, I looked at him from afar, the temple hall was shining beautifully, and the halo of light shrouded his brown hair and pale yellow robe, as if with a circle of light, and that circle of light protected him. Innocent and innocent.

"Holy King, Jicheng has been brought up by me since I was a child, and I do know a little more than others. "Someone spoke, a woman in a yellow shirt. The hair is thin, the bones are thin, and the white and yellow skin is oily and smooth on the face bones, and under the skin, the cheekbones are looming, and they will be pierced out at any time. A voice was listless, although he was talking to the black-robed man, his eyes kept aiming at Guan Feng.

"What do you say?" the black-robed man replied. I could only hear the voice, and I couldn't see the face under the black burqa. I felt anxious for no reason.

"I'm Lady Yellow Castle Cutting Snow. Jicheng is cold, eccentric, selfish, and even has a hint of evil, he is indeed not a suitable candidate for kingship. Jian Xue said, there was no emotion in her words.

"Isn't that better, Jicheng is so unbearable in the mouth of the two of you, and it is difficult to take on the big responsibility if you want to, so it's better to treat him as if he killed himself. The black-robed man said. The tone was understated, but it made my heart jump suddenly.

"And what if he does?" asked Xue Xue. Slightly anxious. How afraid this lady is that the child she raised single-handedly will achieve the royal business. I don't know why, but I feel cold.

I saw Jicheng suddenly face the adults and ladies of his clan, buried his head, and shook deeply, only to see his slender fingers intertwined and clasped together, and sent it to Guan Feng, trembling slightly, like a sacrifice. In the middle of the night, Jicheng raised his head, the breeze blew on his face, like a flower blooming, the corners of his mouth smiled, and his words were gentle: "The kindness of adults and Mrs. Raising them, it is difficult to repay them in case, even if it is just for this'just in case, it is worth sending the city without leaving a way back, returning to the king, and repaying each other with all his heart." When I said the last four words, it was almost a whisper. Guan Feng Jianxue was extremely uncomfortable, one raised his eyebrows, the other pouted, and turned his face away.

"'The Return of the King'? A lazy voice said.