Chapter 188 (2/2)

His highness, who came out of the fog, was deeper, heavier and vaster behind him.

Just as they were thinking and talking, two figures came out of the temple. Jiang Yue, the fourth son of the king of Bei'an, was still wearing red armor, while Xu Qing, a tall lady of the Duke of Wei, was beside him. Their faces were very silent, and they were still filled with fear and sadness.

Jiang Yue stopped in front of Lin Xiao and looked at the latter with complicated eyes. Then he raised his right hand and hammered it hard at his chest. He made a loud ”bang” sound, as if it was a thunderbolt from the flat ground. The whole temple of the temple of Si Tian Jian was quiet for a moment, and everyone turned to look at this corner.

Jiang Yue, the fourth son of the king of Bei'an, had tears in his eyes and a choking voice.

”According to the order of the White Emperor's palace, Lord Lin Lang, the Yu Marquis of Daxia Town, your father, died in battle in the northern wasteland of Shenjing. He sacrificed his life and served his country. His soul will live forever.”

”Poof!”

Lin Xiao, the little god of killing, spurts out a mouthful of blood, and falls back straight. The bright red blood sprinkles on the red robe he loves to wear, and he can't distinguish each other.

In the mid afternoon, the alert of the whole capital was lifted, underground palaces were opened everywhere, and countless ordinary people poured out from the underground palaces. In a flash, the first male city of the summer regained its vitality and vitality, and the thick smoke of fireworks belonging to the human race.

No matter how fierce the fighting is today, between people and other races, between gods and saints, and between men and gods, ordinary people in the deep underground palace under the holy capital are extremely safe, so they can't feel the change of this holy capital for a while, because Shenjing is still the holy city, and its majesty is full of snow, including the mistakes of countless people Go, there is a future.The attack of the so-called high-ranking monks did not damage any buildings outside the White Emperor Palace, and the lives of ordinary people were still unaffected. This incident may be as interesting as the past, and become a new conversation between the neighbors after dinner, but in the end, some places have changed.

From the eyes of those monks and civil and military officials who came out of the White Emperor's palace, the shock did not subside, and the words that were not very deep indicated that the change had begun.

A slightly bent figure slowly walked out of the underground palace in the center of the capital city. Along the way, he gently said hello to the people who walked out of the underground palace. He raised his hand and touched it. He hid in his mother's house. He looked at his little girl curiously, tied his braided head and laughed. Then he stepped on a carriage parked at the entrance of the underground palace.

The curtain of the carriage was lowered, and then it drove forward in the snow. There was a whisper from the attendants in front of the carriage:

”my Lord, where are we going

”Since the ceremony is over, the White Emperor's palace doesn't have to go back to the palace.”

”Yes

Then the carriage turned and disappeared under the heavy snow.

A moment later, the curtain of the carriage was gently opened by a hand, revealing a pair of deep eyes from the car. Looking at the snow covered scenery on both sides, the eyes were complicated, and he whispered in a voice that only he could hear:

”the white flag was erected on the king's city. How could I know that millions of people were relieved of their armor, and none of them were men.”