Murong Wudi was one step behind Yun Zhao and followed Yun Zhao towards the capital of Snow Saint Kingdom.
Very respectful and gentle.
Enter the capital of Snow Saint Kingdom.
Yun Zhao raised his head and glanced at the high city wall. It was still the flag of the Snow Holy Kingdom. Xuanyuan Che did not take it down and replaced it with the flag of Tianchen.
Seeing this, Yun Zhao lowered his eyes slightly, said nothing, and walked directly towards the city on horseback.
Behind him, Murong Wudi did not follow him and quietly stepped back, allowing Yun Zhao to enter alone.
No one was guarding Yunzhao, and no one was escorting him.
Just let him walk slowly alone.
Along the way, that city is still that city, and that road is still that road.
There are no traces of intense fighting.
There is no bloody battle between life and death.
It was very calm, as if it was the same thing.
It seems like nothing has changed.
However, Yunzhao knew that everything had changed. It had changed.
The sky in this Snow Holy Kingdom has changed.
The palace is majestic, with white marble paved from the entrance of the palace, winding toward the inside.
Towering pavilions and pavilions are spread out.
Exquisite, noble, thick and full of atmosphere.
It is full of the glory of the Snow Saint Kingdom for hundreds of years, and the majesty of the overlord in the west of the Central Plains.
That is a momentum that takes hundreds of years to accumulate.
I have never looked at my own palace with such attention.
In this way, you can see this palace that belongs to you from the perspective of a bystander.
It turns out that it is not only beautiful, but also the result of decades of accumulation.
Yun Zhao walked step by step on the avenue paved with white marble.
The back is straight and the head is held high.
A suit of black and red armor outlines a tough and unyielding soul.
Along the way, the servants and eunuchs in the palace were not replaced.
At this time, he watched Yun Zhao walking step by step.
Involuntarily, everyone knelt down quietly and bowed deeply to Yun Zhao.
Yun Zhao walked past the kneeling crowd without looking back.
The main hall of the Snow Saint Kingdom.
The high Nine Dragon Stairs winds one hundred and eight steps, and at the top is the center of power of the Snow Holy Kingdom.
Yun Zhao stepped on it and walked to the top.
In the majestic main hall, dragons are flying.
One person stood with his back to the palace door, coldly.