The Xiling family is a family of physical arts. When there is no organized assassination mission, the Xiling family is a place that specializes in training martial artists. The trained martial artists are very strong in the entire Snow Kingdom. Until the later period, Si Kong Yi's coup caused a chain of events.

The reaction caused the entire Xiling family to transform the martial arts industry into an assassination industry.

Although King Xi Ling is a veteran in physical skills, he also has an indelible love for the late rookies. The physical skills that Sikong Bingling performed just now were not only the use of Xuebao's new techniques, but also the meticulous and in-place skills in every aspect.

When a master like King Xiling sees physical skills, he naturally likes them very much.

He stood up from his position, clapped his calloused hands and applauded Sikong Bingling, and said with a chuckle: "I have long heard about the talent of the Eighth Prince. Four years ago, I heard about the uniform war in the inner courtyard caused by the real and fake prince.

Although I wasn't present, I didn't believe that a little child could have such abilities, but now I see that the Eighth Prince really does have such strength."

Sikong Bingling actually didn't like people mentioning the real and fake prince, but he tried his best to restrain himself and not care about what others mentioned about him. He smiled and said to King Xiling: "King Xiling, now you can let me

Take Ling Yue away, to be honest, I have just returned to my position now, and I don’t have much manpower at all. King Xiling, you are doing this very unkindly by cutting off the salary from the bottom of the cauldron."

King Xiling waved his hand and said: "We originally signed a treaty, but it is my fault that I recalled you privately. Your Highness, the Eighth Prince, please don't blame me for being confused."

As he said this, King Xiling pulled Ling Yue who was standing behind him and said, "Follow the Eighth Prince back. You have to do things well when you are there. If my ears get to know that you are not doing things well, I will not spare you."

Ling Yue nodded gently, without looking at King Xiling, and walked to Sikong Bingling. She glanced at Sikong Bingling. Although her face still had that cold look, there was a faint light in her eyes.

It's that feeling of gratitude.

Sikong Bingling bowed lightly to King Xiling and said with a smile: "My nephew has just taken over the Hehuan Sect not long ago. There are many things that I still need to control. I will not stay in your mansion forever. If King Xiling is free, I will

When you go to Shuangtai, my nephew will treat you carefully."

King Xiling said with some displeasure: "Eighth Prince, don't forget that the premise for me to hand over Yue'er to you is because of what you told me."

Sikong Bingling looked at King Xiling with some confusion, waiting for him to continue.

King Xiling snorted: "Aren't you here to steal the bride? Are you a bit offended by calling me King Xiling? When we visit Xueji Tower in the future, can we still have a good meal?"

Si Kong Bingling smiled and said: "There is still a sequence for this matter. Now I can only call you my future father-in-law." After saying this, Si Kong Bingling smiled slyly and said: "Then, future father-in-law, can I let my nephew go first?

Resign then?"

King Xiling smiled and waved his hand, and the guards blocking the door suddenly dispersed to the left and right to let them out.

Seeing that the door was open, Sikong Bingling bowed her head to King Xiling again, but King Xiling did not go down the steps to see her off, but made a gesture of invitation on the steps.

After all, King Xiling is one of the four founding kings of the Snow Kingdom. Even if he is in front of him, Sikong Bingling doesn't need to take him seriously.

Seeing that Sikong Bingling and her sister were about to leave, Diewu quickly followed them. At this time, Song Qianhe, who was waiting outside the door, saw Sikong Bingling coming out and quickly followed them.

Seeing the four people walking out in a big way, King Xiling laughed, then waved his hand and said: "People from the Dongjiao family, please carry your master away. Go back and talk to Situ Ba. I am the main one in this matter."

It was a mistake on Xiling’s part.”

With that said, the people from the eastern suburbs scrambled to lift Situ Tianling who was unconscious on the ground and rushed out in a hurry, forgetting to take away the betrothal gifts they had brought.

Seeing the group of people hurriedly walking out, King Xiling smiled proudly, turned around and walked back to the ancestral hall. At this time, the master walked up and asked quietly: "King Ling, is this done?

Bar."

King Xiling laughed loudly and said: "That boy from the eastern suburbs really thinks that we will take a fancy to their junk metal?"

The descendants of the Xiling family who were sitting aside also stood up from their respective positions. They took off their heavy armors and put them aside. One of them just took off his armor before he could take it off.

After taking off the helmet, he hurried to the table and took out a pill that emitted light blue light from the jar. He frowned in disbelief and said, "I really didn't expect that the Eighth Prince could actually create such a good product."

Something is coming.”

Another prince also hurriedly came up and said flatteringly: "My father has a plan. He used Ling'er to induce an intermarriage with the eighth prince of the Snow Kingdom."

"But, isn't this a bit painful for Ling'er?" A prince on the side asked hesitantly without taking off his armor.

A handsome prince next to him put his arm around his shoulders and said, "Brother, you don't have to worry. I heard about it when I came back from outside this time. The Eighth Prince of Snow Kingdom is quite famous in the prehistoric times.

This will not fail to reach Snow King’s ears.”

Then he pointed to the two jars of pills and said: "Even if that's not the case, these three major monopoly industries are all the industries of the Eighth Prince. If you take out only one of these three industries, you can be considered as rich as the enemy. Even if it is not

It is absolutely impossible for the eighth prince of the Snow Kingdom to live a life different from that of our Ling family."

After saying this, he felt that it was not enough. He climbed up to the ear of the man in armor and said softly: "The key is that you can get freedom by following the Eighth Prince!"

"free"

Hearing this word, the armor covering his whole body trembled. This thing is probably more important than anything else...

However, before Sikong Bingling led Ling Yue back to the country, in a huge room in the Snow Country, a purple dress wrapped her graceful body. At this time, she was slowly chewing white toffee in her mouth, lying comfortably

On a fluffy bed.

And where her toes were pointing, a man in white clothes was kneeling there on one knee. He clasped his hands in his fists and lowered his head carefully, not daring to look up at the beautiful scenery in front of him.

The man in white lowered his head and said, "That's it. King Xiling seems to have used Situ Tianling in the eastern suburbs to recruit the eighth prince."

The woman in purple smiled and said, "It seems like that old guy, King Xiling, can't hold it any longer." After thinking for a while, she squinted her eyes and swallowed the toffee that completely melted in her mouth, and said, "But it's no wonder, Lao Ba.

Who wouldn’t want to keep this piece of good meat as their own?”
Chapter completed!