[System] I heard that I rely on the face of the king

The extremely delicate young man is like the most perfect masterpiece of the Creator, with every step he walks through the curved mirror of Yunting, and there is a fairyland of heaven and earth inside.

The humanoid Wang Yue got older and more afraid of death, greedy for the world of mortals, a beautiful boy and power, it happened that the boy in front of him had everything, but he was greedy and couldn't get it.

The young man with exquisite and charming eyebrows was instantly indifferent, and he was annoyed by the endless nagging and instructions of the humanoid king. Even so, he had to restrain all his emotions, raised his eyebrows and looked at the three substitutes who were waiting to be called .

As far as the temple is concerned, humanoids cannot store the souls of gods at all, but the humanoid king is an accident. They are favored by the gods. It is said that King Xueji has always held a secret to become a god.

The young man finally covered Wang's lips with his fingers, and lightly hooked the corners of his lips in a "shh" motion, "Wang, who do you think is the most loyal child in your heart?"

Although the face is still young, the king, whose internal organs are gradually exhausted, looked sideways at the three sons outside, "The Meizu is loyal to love, the Yizu is loyal to the superior, but the Dragons are greedy and rebellious. But if Xue Luolante is here, he will definitely I will choose a path that poses the least threat to myself. And I may choose the same path."

The young man snorted, but the princess of the Dragon Clan was the only woman he loved after he ascended the throne as the Snow King.The silver snow and white clothes against the ink-stained black hair and the beautiful face are like the most precious gems in the world. No one can forget them when they see each other. At this time, they are excluded by the other two, standing alone in Kazuya Sakura Next, brush off the pink petals and read a book.

A greedy and rebellious race?As if aware of the young man's gaze, the young man suddenly raised his head and looked inside the curved mirror, his black eyes were naturally cool and beautiful.

With a very aggressive look, the young man was startled, and subconsciously looked down at his fingers. The burning sensation made him feel the pain spreading from his heart. He had felt this kind of bone-penetrating pain for nearly 20 years. But it has never been so clear as it is today.

Gently curling his palms, his heart was full of mixed emotions, and when he looked up again, the man had already turned his head away to serve tea and continued to read as if nothing had happened, as if everything was an illusion.

"It's time for me to leave!" The boy calmly stood up when the human king grabbed his wrist.

Slender and hot, the king was terrified, "Zhen?" His curse broke out?

The young man threw his arm away quickly in disgust, and said in an extremely impatient tone, "I hope the king will stop meddling in my affairs. The obsession of gods is not something you human beings can bear."

Wang was stunned for a moment, half propped up his body with a wry smile, his eyes fascinated, "Then when will you come again? I always want to see you in the rest of the day."

The young man resolutely softened his eyebrows, "Come when you are free."

Glancing indifferently, the boy stood up pretending to be calm, followed the light and shadow, put on the heavy white veil again and walked out of the curved mirror.

The light elves in Yunting, who were still busy with their own work, immediately put down their work from the moment the boy stepped out, and stuck to the boy's side, making the boy's surroundings full of brilliance and vitality, which could not help attracting the attention of the Meizu and Yizu. The prince looked sideways frequently.

The holy son of the temple looks like a strong and glamorous oil painting from a distance, but when you get close to Zhihu, you feel that the painting is full of abstinence.

Even so, the two of them still had the cheek to be surrounded by attendants and wanted to inquire about the physical condition of the humanoid king, but they happened to be called in by the attendants who followed the boy.

Just when the young man under the tree left, he was stopped by the servant, "Your Highness You Huang, please stay, the king ordered you to see His Highness Mei Yu Yi."

The young man stopped in his tracks, and happened to stand side by side with the young man.

Ah, these words are really straightforward and shocking.Zhen raised his eyes, it seems that the humanoid king really doesn't intend to let the dragon clan participate in the alternate succession of the Snow Sacrifice King?

On the other hand, His Royal Highness of the Dragon Clan was not in a hurry, he didn't seem to be surprised at all, he put the book in his arms arrogantly and lazily, without being in a hurry, "So you leave."

Liuliyantong had a panoramic view of the other party's interesting reaction. The boy just raised the corner of his lips and put on the hood. Before he could take a step forward, the young man suddenly turned around and grabbed his arm aggressively, leaving him without any strength to break free.

"It happens to be on the same road, let's walk together!" His voice was so low that he had no emotion at all. The boy who hated physical contact just wanted to get angry and suddenly the pain in his arm suddenly eased as if it had been iced.

Zhen's pupils tightened, he was curbing the onset of his curse?

It's just that the mouths of the people behind them were wide enough to stuff eggs in. The young man jokingly looked away from them, and was forced into a narrow snow rabbit cart just as he turned around.

"Interesting, there are quite a few people who want to flirt with me, but this is the first time someone is so blatant to me?" He opened his mouth unhurriedly, and stared straight at the other party, his eyes were full of meaning, wanting to play tricks Understand the other party's intentions, "Or what do you want from me?"

The other party then stared at him rebelliously, his eyes moved down to the arm where his hand was placed, and said quietly, "Shouldn't I be the one who said this to you?"

The young man was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing suddenly, and then he became more and more unrestrained, laughing backwards and forwards, tears could not resist falling from his glass-colored pupils.

"Hahaha, as expected of the Dragon Clan, the arrogance and arrogance are disgusting."

It's a pity that the other party took the book out of his arms with the other hand completely indifferently, and didn't even give the other party a look.

The boy pulled off his hood and veil pretending to be relaxed, and slowly pulled up his two sleeves.

Although he could no longer feel the pain, the redness on both sides was still like a branding iron, gradually burning down his neck, the texture was clear and terrifying.

"Dragon Flame Curse, I have no way to break the curse." His eyes swept over quickly, and he lowered his head, feeling unclear.

"It seems that you know a lot, the rumors about trash are not true!"

An incomparably beautiful face was exposed in the air, as expected, and the curse of life made Xue Luolante, who had almost merged with the gods, at a loss.

For this reason, the young man's eyes were instantly more arrogant than those of the Dragon Clan, "Perhaps ants are also useful sometimes."

"To each other, to each other!" You Huang raised his eyes to look at him, his black pupils were cold and indifferent, and he let go of his palms, "The temple has arrived, send off the Holy Son."

The attitude is still selfish, and there is no attitude of putting the other party in the eyes at all.

"Meeting you is really a very unpleasant thing." Although he said so, the boy's expression was very happy, "Maybe we will meet again!"

The other party raised his handsome and impeccable face, expressionless, "You know, compared to the Dragon Clan, you priests who have merged with the gods are even more difficult to get along with."

"Hmm!" The young man moved his head closer, his eyes were gloomy and beautiful, and he watched the man forced to look at him with his back straight, "But I thought it was you racking your brains to hook me up!"

You Huang stared at him in a daze, and waited until the young man walked far away before he buried his face in the book with a sigh.

For 300 years, what has never changed is probably such a feeling that he wants to get to know him again, even though this is the reunion he imagined for almost 300 years.