After wearing the wrong Meiqiang tragic vest

Moving to the summer palace in the deep mountains didn't seem to change anything for the two of them.

Qiu Ye still sits by the window every day and reads the book that seems to be endless, but the scene outside the window has changed from the palace garden, which is full of splendor, to a snowy scene that never changes all day long.

Occasionally, a white bird with long tail feathers flapped its wings and landed on the window sill, tilting its head and looking curiously at this human being of the same color as it.

At this time, His Royal Highness will take the snacks prepared by the puppet servants in the palace and try to feed them.

The little guy being fed will rub His Highness the Prince's fingertips affectionately, take the snacks, and then fly away with flapping wings.

After flying out of the range of the palace, a beam of thunder struck the bird impartially.

The snowbird didn't even have time to scream, and fell into the snow, making a shallow hole.

A pair of feet in boots walked to the pit.

Under the scorched black feathers of the snowbird struck by lightning are sophisticated mechanisms and magic lines.

This is an extremely expensive spy puppet, which was ordered by someone to come to the deep mountains to search for news about His Highness the Crown Prince.

The long eyelashes of Yucheng Baiyu concealed the deep shadow in the blue eyes.

His somewhat pale lips outlined a little indifferent arc, and the luxurious crane cloak fell on the snow, the black color like a shadow.

The flames ignited by the pale fingertips burned the puppet exuding a scorching smell into nothingness, and burned a not-so-shallow pit in the snow.

Around the palace, there are countless such pits that are being slowly smoothed out by the heavy snow.

The ghostly kittens landed behind Yucheng Baiyu in twos and threes, not daring to get too close.

There was a large distance between them, and the empty area seemed to be crowded with invisible things, making people unable to breathe.

Yucheng Baiyu's whole body seemed to be colder than the thousand-year-old lonely snow mountain.

"Mr. Yucheng like this...is a bit scary."

Gojo Wu said pointingly: "Why do I feel that Teacher Yucheng is the real villain boss?"

Luanbu, who was being tempted, made a face at him, without revealing any flaws.

When Yucheng Baiyu returned to the palace, the stern and threatening aura around him immediately dissipated.The wine that His Royal Highness had just put on the table was drunk.

Qiu Ye turned over a page of the book, and said calmly, "That's my wine."

The blue eyes narrowed triumphantly: "But now it's in my stomach, it's my wine."

"Okay, it's your wine." Qiu Ye closed the book, looking at the cheating someone with her golden eyes.

Yucheng Baiyu was dressed in fluffy clothes, like some kind of big cat beast, and it was really hard to resist when he acted coquettishly.

"What's the matter?"

The ferocious cat fell on his shoulder, its face was buried in the thick fur collar on his shoulder, and its voice was muffled: "The progress of the experiment is stuck, I have to go outside to find a very important material... don't want to go."

"Then don't go." Qiuye tried to touch her best friend's hair, but because the collar of the crane cloak was too big, she couldn't get what she wanted.

Yucheng tilted his head, and his long jet black hair poured into Qiuye's arms like a waterfall.It was as cool as satin, sliding over his slender and slender fingertips.

"Don't go...don't go, no way."

"Hey, why can't there be a Crown Prince who can be carried away in his pocket?" He sighed melancholy.

Qiu Ye laughed and pushed him: "You think beautifully, I also want a guardian crown that I can take with me."

Having sucked enough of his best friends, Yucheng tore himself off Qiuye with great difficulty.

"I am leaving."

Qiu Ye nodded: "Well, be careful."

His Royal Highness watched the figure of his best friend disappear into the snowstorm.His gaze swept across the scattered snow pits around the palace, and he went back without the slightest pause.

It seems that it has never seen the long tail feathers blown by the wind in the corner.

There are countless secrets on this continent, and the scope of human activities is only a small part of them.The outside world is vast and vast, and it is also full of dangers.

The reason why human beings so enthusiastically pursue the so-called "gods" is precisely because only gods can give them the support to survive in this world.

Human beings are attached to "God".

But it's different now.There are more and more talented people in the human race, and they are gradually able to rely on their own strength to struggle to survive in this world.

Under such circumstances, the lofty god - what an eyesore!

Sooner or later the conflict between theocracy and kingship will break out.

"Go ahead and resent. It's only you who are on the opposite side of us."

Yucheng Baiyu lowered his eyes, with a casual smile on his mouth, elegantly and slowly dug out a bloody godhead from the body of the false god under his feet.

The puppet servant kneeled behind him respectfully, dozens of different crystals were already placed on the tray held high in his hand.

Just now, this proud young man invaded a city with his astonishing number of puppet troops.

He forcibly broke into the ongoing sacrificial ceremony, beheading all the gods and adults who came here in their own bodies.

So insolent, so arrogant!

And the gods who wear the beliefs of the people are ugly and weak.In the hands of this young man, he couldn't even last a round.

It completely subverted the powerful and immortal image of the gods and adults in the hearts of believers.

"Okay, let's end the game."

The black-haired young man with blue eyes was wearing a thick and luxurious crane cloak, standing quietly on the highest dome of the temple.The demeanor is relaxed, clean and spotless.

The steps were covered with the strange and twisted corpses of false gods, blood of various colors stained the ground, converging into a trickle of strange colors, gurgling down.

It flowed to the feet of the fanatics kneeling under the temple with disbelieving faces.

It seemed to be still, no one moved, and no one made a sound.Like a ludicrous pantomime suspended.

Yucheng waited for a while, and there was still a group of puppet-like people standing there, not even as good as his puppet aura.

With a bored look on his face, he waved his hand and casually gave orders to the puppet army who bowed their heads piously.

——The activity of hunting false gods starts today.The scope involved is...the entire continent.

Zhong Ye's face was complicated: "Mr. Yucheng's physical skills are so strong!"