"It seems that he must know that I can enter the royal city, and that I value this Wheel of the Yellow Spring that will bring the dead back to life!"

Zhang Xiaoluo said softly, as if there was something in his heart, and he would wait until the day he arrived in the royal city to verify it.

"Hmm? Yes! The reward does not mention fiefdoms, silver and other secular things! People in the royal city are like knowing that you and I are not ordinary people. This... this is a trap! You can't go!"

Yan Xue was reminded by Zhang Xiaoluo, and suddenly woke up and spoke in a low voice.

Zhang Xiaoluo did not intend to continue to expand the Gu disaster. After all, he did not want to affect too many innocent people. And those who had been infected with Gu poison were all weak and did not die.

Now that the royal city has issued an invisible invitation to him, he plans to go to this agreement, because the Wheel of the Yellow Springs is in the royal city, which is something that Zhang Xiaoluo must get. If the royal city is not tactful, Zhang Xiaoluo would not mind pulling people from the entire Snow Country to bury him and Xiao Miji.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaoluo was silent, Yanxue understood that he had to go to the royal city. She stood up and gave a loud command to Zhang Xiaoluo.

"You have to call me together when you go to the royal city!"

Zhang Xiaoluo was stunned and looked up at Yanxue in surprise.

A layer of blush quickly rose on Yanxue's face, and she lowered her head and explained softly.

"I'm going too, I... I miss him..."

"But didn't you say you couldn't enter the royal city?"

"I didn't say go in, you let him come out and meet me!"

The land of the snowy land, the country of the snowy land, the royal city of the snowy land.

Fan Hai has been in the royal city for many days. The priest of the Royal City Temple only took out the portrait of the royal city painter who was then enfeoffed at the King City Jima Temple on the first day he entered the city. After comparing and confirming it with Fan Hai, it seemed as if he had forgotten Fan Hai.

Fan Hai witnessed her mother being killed and Amei Miji was ravaged and killed by the snow wolf guards riding on the huge snow wolf. His cruelty to the Snowy Kingdom Royal City was already overwhelming. But Fan Hai seemed to be discouraged and drank and had a life of despair in the royal city all day long. It was at this time that Zhang Xiaoluo came to the Snowy Kingdom Royal City.

Zhang Xiaoluo was escorted by the Snow Wolf Cavalry because of the plague in the Ice and Snow City. Before he came, he had informed Yanxue that as for whether Yanxue could keep up with the extremely fast speed of Snow Wolf, it was obviously not among Zhang Xiaoluo's considerations.

After entering the royal city, Zhang Xiaoluo was accompanied by an old man with white hair and beard. The old man seemed to have a very high status in the royal city. He took Zhang Xiaoluo to roughly turn around the entire palace and arranged Zhang Xiaoluo to an exquisite attic in the royal city. He bowed and prepared to retreat, but Zhang Xiaoluo called softly.

"I have lived in the snow for a long time and are not resistant to the cold. It is essential to keep warm every day by placing manure. You need to prepare it!"

The old man was slightly stunned when he heard this, then he reacted and quickly spoke respectfully.

"In the royal city, there is charcoal for heating. This charcoal has no ash, and it can emit a strange fragrance when it burns. Later, a slave will send it to you!"

Zhang Xiaoluo saw the old man's humble expression, as if he was extremely satisfied, but suddenly his face gradually became colder.

"Don't you understand what I said? I want to dump the manure charcoal!"

"But if manure charcoal is burned in the royal city, it will definitely smell extremely bad and damage the majesty of the royal city!"

The old man wanted to say something else, but saw that Zhang Xiaoluo's face became colder and his brows frowned slightly, and he agreed.

After the old man left, Zhang Xiaoluo stood in the attic, lowered his head and pondered without saying a word.

After a while, a servant came over with manure charcoal. After the fire was finished, a strong smell of manure stinking instantly spread throughout the delicate attic.

The servant was about to withdraw after delivering his respects, but was stopped by Zhang Xiaoluo.

"Go and tell the person who asked you to come. This building is empty and has little popularity. Send me ten, no, send twenty maids and twenty male slaves!"

This servant was a handsome young man. After hearing what Zhang Xiaoluo said, his eyes widened and he was stunned. But when he remembered the words of the manager before, he nodded and bowed to leave.

About an hour later, the old man came again, followed by twenty young maids and twenty handsome male slaves.

"I have personally selected and delivered the slave you want. What are your instructions?"

The old man suppressed his unhappiness and asked Zhang Xiaoluo respectfully, but his contempt arose in his heart.

Zhang Xiaoluo walked to the servants, looked at this and that, and looked picky, and finally walked back to the old man with a smile and nodded slightly.

When the old man saw Zhang Xiaoluo nodding, he hurriedly bowed and bowed again, and turned around and wanted to leave.

"Hey! And...hey! Tell me where are you! Don't leave!"

Seeing that the old man was about to leave, Zhang Xiaoluo hurriedly shouted, and strode forward, pulling the old man back.

"I am Xiao Zhang Mingliang, the internal affairs of the royal city. I am... I am not calling me!"

The old man was pulled back by Zhang Xiaoluo, and his face was slightly angry, but he still forced himself to bear it. He forced a smile on his face and said.

"Oh, Mr. Xiao, I just want to ask, what am I going to eat today? What are you going to treat me in such a huge snowy royal city?"

Zhang Xiaoluo smiled even better on his face, and he reached out to pull the old man's smooth animal skin short shirt and asked softly.

"Oh, there are chefs from the Sixteen Snow City in the royal city, who can make various dishes in the Four Snow Areas. What do you want to eat, just speak!"

The old man tried hard to squeeze out a smile, and his contempt in his heart became stronger.

"You said this and it made me stumped! To be honest, I am from outside the snowy area, not a citizen of the snowy area, and I don't know much about the dishes in various places in the snowy area. Oh, let's do it, don't be so troublesome. I heard that the snowy wolf in the snowy area is good at running. Let's make do with a snowy wolf leg tonight! By the way, don't use other animal legs to perfunctory me. I want to slaughter it now, but I want to inspect the goods!"

Zhang Xiaoluo still had a smile on his face, and he inadvertently said that he was not a citizen of the snowy country, but in the end he even ordered a roasted snow wolf leg meal.

When the old man heard this, he almost vomited blood. He thought to himself that the snowy wolf is the treasure of the snowy area. The number of snowy wolf is very small, and it is even more difficult to capture and tame. You actually want to roast the snowy wolf's hind legs to eat. You are really good at making do with it!

Seeing that the other party seemed to be embarrassed, Zhang Xiaoluo sighed heavily, and finally sat on the ground, lowering his head and silently, as if he had suffered a great grievance.

The old man thought for a moment, then walked towards Zhang Xiaoluo with a smile, reached out and pulled him up from the ground, and slapped the dust behind Zhang Xiaoluo seriously.

"I'll make arrangements now. I'll bake a snow wolf leg for you tonight! You have the final say in the front and back legs!"

Zhang Xiaoluo smiled with satisfaction, patted the old man on the shoulder, looking like "I'm optimistic about you", and lowered his head and thought again.

After a long time, when he looked up, he found that the old man was still standing beside him, and he seemed to be shocked.

"Uncle Zhang, why aren't you leaving yet?"

The old man had already scolded Zhang Xiaoluo for a long time, thinking to himself, why didn't I leave? I wasn't you afraid that if I left, you called me back again! But he still smiled on his face and answered respectfully.

"I'm afraid you have other instructions, or... or you will tell me together, so I can make arrangements in time!"

Zhang Xiaoluo raised his head and thought for a long time, and finally said to the old man.

"Let's just do this today. I'll think about it at night and tell you tomorrow. By the way, remember to help me close the door!"

After Zhang Xiaoluo finished speaking, he ignored the old man and turned around and headed into the attic.

The old man was so angry that he was pale, but he finally endured it and turned around and walked out, not forgetting to close the attic gate.

After the old man's figure finally disappeared, Zhang Xiaoluo, who was standing in the attic, slowly withdrew his gaze.

"It's something special tomorrow!"

After leaving the attic where Zhang Xiaoluo lived, the old man entered the Jima Temple alone, the center of the royal city, and stopped at the door of a dark room in the Jima Temple. He reached out to pat the stone door of the dark room, waited for a while, and then pushed the door into the dark room.

There seemed to be another person in the dark room, and the old man told in detail what happened when Zhang Xiaoluo entered the royal city until the old man left the courtyard where Zhang Xiaoluo lived. Even Zhang Xiaoluo's expression, expression, and movement range when he spoke were described in extremely detailed detail.

After the old man finally finished the story, he sat cross-legged in the dark room. The person who had been in the dark room left the dark room through another door. The man walked for a long time and finally entered another dark room.

This man, like the old man before, told the story in detail, sat cross-legged in the dark room, and the other person walked out of the dark room and continued to move forward.

In this way, he passed through four dark rooms, and the last person finally walked to the door of a secret room. The man did not go in, but sat cross-legged at the door of the secret room, and opened his mouth and spewed out a stream of blood. The blood formed a blood mist in the air. On the snow mist, everything that happened to Zhang Xiaoluo from entering the royal city to Xiao Liang leaving appeared. The picture sometimes stopped, sometimes retreated, and sometimes repeated.

After a long time, a cold sound rang out in the secret room.

"Do as he said! As long as he stays in the royal city, he can agree to him all his requests!"

The next day, the royal city priest still did not summon Zhang Xiaoluo. Zhang Xiaoluo seemed not in a hurry, and gave the old man Xiao Liang a small headache, so he stayed in the attic all day and stopped going out.

What a headache for the old man Xiao Liang was that Zhang Xiaoluoyan said that he began to miss his hometown outside the snowy area and asked for a carp in the Yellow River to grill it and taste the taste of his hometown.

On the third day, Zhang Xiaoluo asked for a book called Maoshan Fushou Art, which was passed down from Maoshan and rarely flowed into the world.

On the fourth day, Zhang Xiaoluo actually proposed that the Taoist Xuanmen technique, the Yellow Spring Sutra, seems to be more interesting, and I want to comprehend it.

...

Faced with Zhang Xiaoluo's jaw-dropping requests, the old man Xiao Liang agreed without hesitation after pondering slightly, and presented them to him within the time limit required by Zhang Xiaoluo.
Chapter completed!