Zhang Xiaoluo sat cross-legged in the closed attic, and the servants he asked for had already been retreated. After finally confirming that no matter how excessive demands or difficulties he had, the old man would not turn against him, Zhang Xiaoluo lost interest in the old man.

As for his requirements that obviously exceed the scope of the Snowland Kingdom's ability, the Snowland Royal City seemed to be able to easily do it. Zhang Xiaoluo couldn't help but re-examine the royal city located at the top of the vast snowland in his heart. It seemed to have a huge foundation far beyond what Zhang Xiaoluo originally thought. At the same time, Zhang Xiaoluo's guess became vaguely clear.

Finally, after a whole day of silence, Zhang Xiaoluo once again made a new request to the old man Xiao Liang, who wanted to meet the new master of the royal city, the future king of the entire snowy land, Fan Hai.

When he saw Fanhai, Zhang Xiaoluo was obviously stunned. At this moment, Fanhai's thick short hair had disappeared and turned into a bald head like a monk in a secular temple.

Fan Hai was lying on a wide ice pedestal, holding an exquisite wine pot in his hand. He raised his head from time to time and poured the strong wine in the wine pot into his mouth. While watching the charming dancers in his clothes and dancing gracefully under the ice pedestal, the half-disassembled wine. The strong wine in his mouth kept overflowing from the corners of his mouth, wetting the delicate golden robe on his body, and a little bit of residual wine was immersed in the thick snow wolf animal skin blanket on the ice pedestal.

Zhang Xiaoluo was silent for a moment, and walked towards the snowy boy who seemed to have not seen himself, still lying there, drinking in a big mouthful of wine.

Fan Hai waved his hand lightly, and two servants quickly stepped forward, placed several pots filled with strong wine on the tray raised in his hands respectfully on the ice table close to the ice seat, and quickly withdrew. The charming dancers who were dancing also retreated with the servants and slowly closed the hall door.

Fan Hai reached out and picked up a wine pot from the ice table in front of him and handed it to Zhang Xiaoluo. Zhang Xiaoluo's face was calm, he reached for a hand to take it, raised his head and took a sip. As soon as the strong wine entered his throat, it seemed like a burning flame, which went straight to his chest along his throat. The scorching burning pain like a knife was instantly spreading throughout his body.

"Good wine!"

The burning sensation in Zhang Xiaoluo's body disappeared, and he raised his head and drank it again, and praised it softly.

As Zhang Xiaoluo said, Fan Hai's godless eyes seemed to finally find the focus. He slowly turned his head to look at Zhang Xiaoluo and stared at Zhang Xiaoluo's eyes that were slightly bloodshot due to drinking.

"You shouldn't have come!"

Fan Hai said softly, his voice hoarse and low, and after that, he raised the wine pot again and drank wildly.

"I am a Man Nu under Miji's name!"

After Zhang Xiaoluo finished speaking, he raised his head and drank the wine in the pot in his hand and waved it out. The exquisite wine pot churned in the air for several times, and fell heavily on the floor covered with a thick carpet, smashing it to pieces.

A huge hatred flashed in Fan Hai's eyes, but he picked up a pot of new wine and handed it over.

"The Snow Wolf Cavalry Guard of the Snow Land, the guardian of the entire Snow Land, was selected from children of outstanding talents from all over the Snow Land. He was sent to the depths of the Snow Land when he was born. After decades of cruel fighting and elimination, he left one out of a hundred and became the Snow Wolf Cavalry Guard. The Snow Wolf Cavalry Guard has lost six desires and only obeyed the orders of the royal city to sacrifice. The Snow Wolf Cavalry wants to capture you and massacre the people and your mother, which can be explained as being blocked and killed. But the Snow Wolf Cavalry, who has long no idea what desire is, why... why do they treat Miji like that? Is it just because you are the new king of the Snow Land? Because you are the designated King of the Snow Land, you should not treat your family like this..."

Zhang Xiaoluo did not reach out to pick up the wine pot handed over by Fan Hai, but stared at Fan Hai whose resentment was getting stronger on his face, and asked word by word. Each sentence was like a knife cut on Fan Hai's heart that had already been riddled with holes.

"Stop talking! Stop talking, stop talking!"

Fan Hai suddenly knocked all the wine pots on the ice table to the ground, roaring at Zhang Xiaoluo like crazy, and two lines of blood and tears slid down the haggard cheeks.

Grandma was killed in front of him, and Amei was humiliated in front of him, and Miji's cry of despair lingered in his ears for a long time. In his mind, Jiuyou Huangquan, with countless hideous ghosts, even appeared. Miji's thin body was constantly falling towards Jiuyou.

Zhang Xiaoluo stared at Fan Hai quietly, as if he could feel the torment in Fan Hai's heart. He stretched out his right hand, patted Fan Hai's shoulder, and turned around and walked out of the hall.

But as soon as he turned around, his eyes swept towards the opened book on the ice seat behind Fan Hai. There were lines of runes inside the book. Zhang Xiaoluo had never seen such runes, but he vaguely felt that this rune had seemed to have seen it somewhere.

"Zhang Xiaoluo..., where did you... bury her...?"

The moment Zhang Xiaoluo walked out of the hall gate, Fan Hai in the hall suddenly spoke up and asked.

"Outside the royal city, there is a snow demon named Yanxue."

Zhang Xiaoluo did not answer Fan Hai's inquiry, and said coldly, turning around and walking out of the hall gate.

After Zhang Xiaoluo returned from Fanhai, he closed his door and sat cross-legged in the depths of the attic, closing his eyes to ponder.

The new king of the snow land actually left the royal city covered by the blue sky. The moment Fan Hai stepped out of the main hall where he lived, this message had been transmitted layer by layer and submitted to the high priest in the secret room deep in the temple. After the high priest was silent for a moment, he actually agreed.

When Fan Hai walked out of the blue light curtain, she looked up and saw the woman in green standing quietly waiting for her not far away. She slowly approached Fan Hai, stroked Fan Hai's haggard but handsome face with her hands, and leaned gently in Fan Hai's arms.

"You are here, my lover..."

With Yanxue's gentle and affectionate voice coming out, the falling snowflakes around the two of them actually rotated quickly, and a fog of snow instantly covered the two of them's embracing each other...

On a vast snowy field far away from the Snowy Royal City, Fan Hai and Yan Xue were playing and laughing. Fan Hai seemed to have returned to the cheerful and open-minded snowy boy, running and shouting on the thick snowy snowy building.

Fan Hai lay on the snow layer, hugging his lover in his arms, staring at the falling snowflakes in the sky, and his eyes gradually became blurred.

"In the deep royal city, I am the largest king in the snow; wandering in the snow and ice, I am the most beautiful lover in the world."

Fan Hai returned to the royal city, but was immediately summoned to the temple by the high sacrificial priest and never went out. He just waited for the last sacrifice to be prepared and then he could ascend the throne as king.

After being closed for many days, Zhang Xiaoluo finally made a new request again, and he wanted to see the Snowy Royal City priest!

The old man Xiao Liang obviously could not respond to Zhang Xiaoluo's request on the spot. After asking the temple again, Zhang Xiaoluo finally sat in the secret room deep in the temple.

Zhang Xiaoluo stared calmly at the old man in white robe who walked cross-legged with a solemn expression on the opposite side. The extreme hatred was that he was dull!

The old man was wearing a white Taoist robe, his eyes turned outward, and there was a long white beard under his jaw. It was actually the old man who sacrificed the new king on the royal city's memorial service.

Zhang Xiaoluo was confused, and seemed to feel something was wrong. After thinking about it carefully, he had no idea.

"I think you can resolve the plague in the snow and be patient and tolerant to you. What are your requirements? I have to meet you."

Zhang Xiaoluo suppressed his doubts and looked at the old man opposite again.

"You knew I was not a person from the snowy land?"

"To be more precise, I knew you were not human!"

When Zhang Xiaoluo heard this, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked.

"You are not a citizen of the snowy land, you are a person from Huadong, or you have lived in Huadong for many years."

When the old man heard this, he was silent for the first time. His eyes trembled slightly, which was considered a default.

"You are well versed in the dark witchcraft of Huadong, and you are even very proficient in the Yin and Yang of Xuanmen, and even Maoshan Taoism."

Zhang Xiaoluo stared at the old man's face and spoke softly again.

The old man was silent again, as if he had remembered some old things. After a long time, he sighed, and the sigh was filled with sighs.

"You are very smart. From the moment you came to the snowy realm, I have paid attention to you. I have an old relationship with the Yin and Yang lineage. I can only think of you as a member of the Yin and Yang lineage. I originally wanted to make you the king of the snowy realm and enjoy decades of glory. However, he came after all."

The old man said, slowly opening his eyes. Inside the rolled eyes, there were two deep hollows.

Zhang Xiaoluo's body trembled slightly, looking at the old man's thin body, looking at the empty eyes, suddenly stood up and walked closer to the old man.

"You are Zhong...Wu...Dao!"

The old man listened to Zhang Xiaoluo's words and finally said these three words. The reminiscence on his face became heavier. He looked at Zhang Xiaoluo with empty eyes, as if he wanted to see the person in front of him clearly.

"For many years, no one mentioned this name in front of me! Yes, I am Zhong Wudao, the husband of the Witch War Goddess in Huadong, and the former chief scientific research officer of the Case Investigation Office. You are looking for someone you come to the snowy realm! Only I can use the small insect in Huadong to control the people in the snowy realm to pay tribute for decades..."

"Why did you choose Fan Hai? Why did you slaughter his family? And why... treat a young child like that!"

Zhang Xiaoluo stared at Zhong Wudao and asked softly, his murderous intent became increasingly intense.

Zhang Xiaoluo is not an Onmyoji now or an executor of the Case Investigation Office mission. He now has only one identity.

Vanmeji's barbarian slave!

"It's not that I chose Fanhai, but that the snow demon clan in the snowland chose Fanhai!"

Zhang Xiaoluo was surprised when he heard this, but his expression did not change at all. He stared at Zhong Wudao with slightly narrowed eyes and waited for him to continue talking.

"I know you have seen the snow demon and have made an agreement with her to help her rescue her snow demon clan member who was imprisoned at the bottom of the temple in this city."

Zhong Wudao said as he stood up and walked out of the secret room.

Zhang Xiaoluo thought for a moment, then turned around and followed.

"She shouldn't tell you what the monsters imprisoned in the royal city are? Why are they imprisoned?"
Chapter completed!