Black Armor King City.

Surrounded by the guards, the honor guard slowly turned back to the palace after completing a circle, and Si Qiong sat on the exquisite and gorgeous throne again.

His fingers unconsciously rubbed the smooth surface of the black diamond handrail, letting the cold touch penetrate into his fingertips. He seemed to be thinking about a lot of things, but also seemed to be thinking about nothing at all.

It was enough for him to know that he was the last person sitting here. The thrills and humiliations he had experienced had long since become history.

The Black Armor soldiers kneeling down in fear and fear are the best proof of all this.

If there wasn't the Snow Crystal Clan weighing on us, everything would be even better.

Si Qiong shook his head, forced down the disrespectful thoughts in his heart, waved his hand and said calmly: "If you have nothing to do, please step back."

The black tide retreated neatly and orderly out of the palace gate. Originally, he could not enforce such orders and prohibitions, but when he personally cut off Guli Fengyanfei's head, those who were obedient and disobedient became honest in an instant.

.

As for Princess Perry?

I heard that she died heroically in the siege of Snow Crystal King City. It was really unfortunate. As the younger brother, he could only declare the whole family to mourn for three days, and then he would take over the burden from his sister.

When his aging father announced his abdication a few days ago, he naturally ascended the throne and sat in this coveted position.

Such a high-altitude feeling is really an unprecedented pleasure. No wonder so many people have been striving to climb to this throne since ancient times, even at the risk of their lives.

After everyone retreated, the palace was deserted, and he was the only one left here quietly.

Si Qiong murmured: "It would be perfect if we could kill that damn human cultivator."

There was only this knot left in his heart. Although he knew that the identity of that human being was definitely not simple, otherwise a prisoner of his level would not be easily let go. However, he had been going smoothly for so many years, only in Yuling

How could he be able to swallow his breath after suffering several big falls in his hands?

Just when Si Qiong's expression became a little ferocious, a shadow suddenly appeared at the door, blocking the light pouring from the blue sky outside.

"Since you miss me so much, I'll give you a chance." A faint voice echoed in the empty hall.

Si Qiong squinted his eyes and looked at the two backlit figures, one tall and one short, one large and one small. One of them looked so familiar that he would never forget it even in his dreams.

When this nightmare-like human really appeared in front of him, all of Si Qiong's resentment and hatred turned into fear in an instant. He didn't know why he was afraid. It was obvious that his strength was not weaker than that of the opponent, but that feeling came from his heart.

The cold air suddenly spread to his limbs and bones.

Si Qiong suddenly stood up and opened his mouth to summon the guards guarding the palace, but looking at Yu Ling's half-smiling eyes, he was speechless and could not say a word.

"You, how dare you come here?" Si Qiong tried hard to calm down, at least not to let his voice tremble, but the shameful panic was still fermenting in his heart.

"Not bad, less than a month after our last separation, you turned around and became the king of the Black Armor Clan. You really didn't disappoint me." There was no warmth in Yu Ling's smile.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Si Qiong lowered his face and summoned up all his courage to say coldly.

"Don't rush to clear up the relationship. Let me show you something first." Yu Ling smiled and raised her right hand, holding a dark black pendant in her hand. The dark green crystal on it still reflected the deep light.

Si Qiong took a step back in disbelief, almost knocking over the throne with a clang, but he just stared at the pendant in Yu Ling's hand without realizing it, and shouted sternly: "How come this thing is in your hand? You...this

impossible!"

"Well, that's right, just as you thought, Princess Perry is still alive. As long as I send an order back, you will be able to see her again soon." Yu Ling said slowly.

"Impossible, she is already dead, died in the Snow Crystal King City!" Si Qiong shouted.

"She's just missing. It was you who spread the news among the Black Armor clan that she died on the front line. How come you lied a thousand times and yet you took it seriously?" Yu Ling tossed the pendant to Si Qiong nonchalantly and continued.

: "What, do you want to see your dear sister again?"

Si Qiong's ferocious expression instantly turned into fear and panic. He slumped down on the throne with a thud, clutching the armrests with both hands, and gritted his teeth: "What do you want?"

Although he hated this feeling of being threatened, he had to admit rationally that if Perry returned to the Black Armored Clan, the throne he had just won would be greatly challenged. After all, although those people were not

He was willing to work for a dead princess, but a living Pelli was enough to make them fall over without hesitation. If he was given another half a year, he was confident that he would have the entire Black Armor clan under firm control, but

Now...he has just ascended to this position.

"If you want me to abandon my faith in the Snow God and serve you, I tell you that is absolutely impossible!" Si Qiong said with a stern expression.

"Don't be so excited, I just want to ask you a few questions." Yu Ling said in a relaxed tone.

Si Qiong calmed down a little, stared at him warily and said, "What's the problem?"

"Is there a big altar under the Black Armor King's city?" Yu Ling looked into Si Qiong's dark green eyes and asked slowly.

Si Qiong's heartbeat seemed to have stopped for two seconds, and he said with a normal expression: "Of course, all ethnic groups that believe in the Snow God will set up altars to worship the gods."

"Don't pretend to be stupid, I'm talking about the God Advent Altar!" Yu Ling said seriously.

Si Qiong's face lost all color for a moment, and his lips trembled before he said with difficulty: "Is there any? Why didn't I know?"

"Tsk, very good. I'll go and invite Princess Pei Li later. You two siblings can have a good time reminiscing about old times." Yu Ling didn't hesitate, pulled Qiqi beside her and turned around to leave.

Si Qiong felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He looked helplessly at the backs of Yu Ling and the two of them who were drifting away. His whole body began to tremble and he fell into the most painful struggle.

Finally, when Yu Ling stepped out of the door, Si Qiong seemed to have exhausted all his strength and said in a hoarse voice: "I, I will take you there, but you must kill Pelli afterward!"

Yu Ling turned back and said with a smile: "No problem, King Si Qiong. What I appreciate most about you is that you value interests even more than faith. You are better than the stubborn and stubborn saint of the Lingxian tribe.

How many have come out? Can you lead the way?"

Si Qiong walked down the high steps in despair, saying nothing during the whole process, only cold sweat dripping down his face.

When he opened the secret passage and led Yu Ling and the two through the long corridor, and finally arrived at an ethereal and quiet underground space, Si Qiong silently moved away and stared blankly at the towering giant in front of him.

Every corner of the altar is shining with icy blue light, so clear that it seems to reflect the human heart.

The statue of the Snow God stands at the highest point. Although her face is blurred, her eyes are as soft and kind as a mother's, staring ahead. Her hands and fingers are gently placed on her chest, as if she is blessing something, and as if she is blessing something.

It is to protect all living beings who believe in her.

Under such gaze, Si Qiong suddenly regretted it. He howled like crazy, held two knives and rushed towards Yu Ling and the two of them with bared teeth and claws. He roared with tears in his eyes: "Get out, get out!"

Qiqi made a sound and pushed with her hand, and Siqiong flew out uncontrollably, and was imprinted into the stone wall with a bang. After struggling for a long time, he could not climb out.

Yu Ling stretched out her finger between her eyebrows, pulled out a ball of purple light from the soul sea, and said lightly: "Throw away this statue too."

"Okay," the Yin spirit spirit rushed to the altar excitedly, looked at the sacred and inviolable ice sculpture, and said with a ferocious smile: "Snow God, you also have today..."

However, the second before it touched the statue of the Snow God, a snow-white figure suddenly came out from behind the statue, and the rich frost and cold air instantly dispersed in the underground space, forcefully forcing the spirit of the Yin God back.
Chapter completed!