Lu Changdong looked at his daughter, the last trace of nostalgia and regret flashed through his eyes, and he fell to the ground slumped.
The nearby Snow Guard quickly ran over and suppressed Lu Changdong.
"Old man, Changqiu is late, please forgive me." A middle-aged man with a dignified appearance stepped into the square with two teams of Snow Guards. The shining light of the armor in his left hand had just been extinguished.
It was Lu Changqiu who was appointed as the temporary clan leader.
"It's not too late, just in time." A strange smile appeared on the corner of Lu Hua's mouth, and he waved his arms suddenly.
In an instant, the Snow Guards formed a formation to block the entire altar.
Lu Hua turned his back to the entrance of the square and stood with his hands behind his back: "Lu Changqiu, take your brother and persuade you to kiss your niece."
"After all, the Son of God is coming soon, so this place needs to be more harmonious."
Lu Changqiu looked at Lu Changdong who was lying on the ground struggling over there, mockery flashed across his face, he strode over, clasped Lu Changdong's other arm with one hand, and dragged him directly from the ground.
The shaking of the altar became stronger and stronger, and a green vortex quietly emerged again.
A sharp light flashed in Lu Qingxue's eyes, she leaned over and pulled out the Snow Sword, looking at her father who was being dragged by Lu Changqiu like a dead dog.
Then he turned around and looked at Mu Fan, who had a strange green glow floating around his body, his eyes fluctuating violently.
"Lu Changdong, my niece is looking at you. Does it hurt? Say a few words to her and persuade her to come down."
At this moment, Lu Changqiu had a smile on his face, but there was no brotherly feeling in his eyes. Lu Changdong's residual arm slid on the ground, leaving long blood marks. At this moment, the distorted facial features on his face began to deform due to the severe pain.
"Why don't you speak?"
Lu Changqiu licked his lips, feeling extremely happy in his heart.
At this moment, everyone in the Snow Clan looked at him, full of fear and awe.
He enjoyed this kind of gaze very much, it was the pleasure of power.
[I'm sorry, my good brother, I can only take charge of such a great family by trampling you to death.]
However, Lu Changdong did something amazing at this moment. No one expected that when Lu Changdong passed an outer threshold, he stepped heavily with both feet.
The whole person actually stood upside down, and his legs suddenly grabbed Lu Changqiu's arm and twisted it hard.
Click
With the crisp sound of bones exploding, Lu Changqiu's left arm broke instantly.
"Kill him!" the shrill cry echoed through the square.
In an instant, Phnom Penh Snow Guard raised his hand, and several white lights flashed.
boom!
Lu Changdong, who was hanging upside down on Lu Changqiu's arm, instantly turned into an ice sculpture and exploded into mist that filled the sky.
"crazy!"
"My arm, my arm..."
Lu Changqiu shouted sternly, his originally handsome face was twisted with hatred.
On the altar, Lu Qingxue's figure suddenly froze.
Lu Changdong's last look before his death was filled with regret and begging.
At the last moment, he didn't want to force his daughter for the last time, so this time he begged her for forgiveness.
The three thousand green hairs on the back of Lu Qingxue's head moved without any wind, and her whole body stood like an ice sculpture. At this moment, the extremely cold breath began to rise.
Stretching his left hand straight, the big jade bow reappeared!
She flicked the Snow Sword and rolled it up in the air. The tip of the sword turned into an arrow and pointed directly at Lu Changqiu.
The bow is like a full moon.
"Lu Changqiu, you deserve to die!"
In the cold voice, Lu Qingxue suddenly loosened the five fingers of her right hand.
The Snow-Building Sword turns into a light arrow and is about to come out...
A twisting blue light suddenly flashed out from behind, attracted to the Snow Sword, and pulled it gently.
The sword edge was instantly pulled back.
"What a fierce woman, my highness likes her."
A frivolous male voice suddenly emerged from the center of the altar, and everyone looked in shock.
A shallow whirlpool quietly opened at the top of the miniature battleship.
A figure wearing gorgeous green armor walked out. He was tall and tall, almost two meters tall, with an emerald crown on his forehead, revealing his handsome but frivolous face, and his eyes were... so arrogant.
Like a swarm of ants.
Only when he saw Lu Qingxue's figure did he become interested.
Staring at the slim figure looking back, a flash of surprise flashed in the handsome young man's eyes, and then he narrowed his eyes with a faint smile on his face, playing with the snow sword casually in his hand.
Behind him, four burly three-meter-high blue-armored warriors stepped out one after another, looking at the audience with indifferent eyes.
For a moment, there seemed to be a spiritual storm in the whole square.
Endless pressure came from the soul.
Behind the vortex at the top of the battleship, another piece of blue sky can be vaguely seen, as well as countless giant flying objects rising in the sky, as tall as mountains.
"His Royal Highness the Son of God?!" Lu Hua shouted excitedly, taking three steps in a row and then kneeling down suddenly, with excitement and... panic in his eyes.
"Lu Hua, is this the girl from your Snow Clan? She is really beautiful. I am very satisfied with her."
The identity of the person who spoke has been revealed, and he is actually the person who is waiting for the welcome ceremony, the person Alfonso talks about... His Highness Ambrose.
However, Ambrose's face was no different from that of a human being, without Alfonso's burly body and ugly face, and the faint magnetism when he spoke made it difficult to confuse him with Alfonso.
Ambrose looked around, but did not see Alfonso.
"Where's that bastard Alfonso?"
The impatient voice instantly silenced the entire square.
Lu Hua's back was covered with a layer of cold sweat. Just when he was about to explain, a blue-armored general standing next to Ambrose suddenly said in a deep voice: "He is dead. The sound of him echoing in the air here
...message of death.”
A brown tentacle rose slightly from the back of the green-armored warrior's head.
Lu Hua's figure froze for an instant.
The smile on Ambrose's face also disappeared. He moved his eyes away from Lu Qingxue and looked at Lu Hua, raising his palms.
boom!
A blue shock wave visible to the naked eye suddenly bloomed. Lu Hua, who was thirty meters away, was hit hard, and a white mist wave exploded in his chest. The whole person was blasted several meters away, and was caught by Snow Guard.
Just when those Snow Guards were about to move, Lu Hua suddenly raised his arms and shouted, "Stop!"
The blood was boiling on his face. He covered his chest and looked at Ambrose on the stage. He bowed his head and knelt down, "Lu Hua, a remnant of the old days, thanks His Highness the Son of God for not killing me."
"You old thing, it's quite interesting. You can afford it and put it down."
"I don't have time to talk nonsense with you now. Take me out of the Divine River Region first. I've brought you the fleet you want, the endless fleet." Ambrose glanced at Lu Hua coldly, then looked at Lu Qingxue again, "
As my woman, don’t you have any eyesight?”
"Stand beside me!"
He reprimanded unceremoniously.
Ambrose seemed to consider himself the master.
Lu Hua's face was filled with ecstasy, he kowtowed as hard as he could and waggled his tail like a grateful old dog.
There was neither sadness nor joy in Lu Qingxue's eyes. She looked up at Ambrose standing on the battleship and the four blue-armored generals with extremely terrifying auras. She opened her lips and said softly: "You are not worthy."
There was a deathly silence in the altar.
Ambrose's expression was fixed.
The brown eyes of the four blue-armored generals flashed with astonishment.
Is this woman crazy?
Does she know the consequences of saying this?
Does she know that any one of the four of them is enough to massacre everyone in this square?
The Snow Clan are just the older natives in this universe, who have the right to say that the people in their forest are unworthy!
In an instant, a fierce murderous intention rose from mid-air.
Ambrose shook his head slowly, with regret in his eyes. Looking at Lu Qingxue's cold and proud face, he sighed and walked off the battleship:
"This is the first time that Your Highness has the urge to be strong. Women need men to conquer them. Today I will teach you to understand this truth."
Lu Qingxue's eyes flashed with determination, and the last crystal dagger flashed in her palm.
That's what she left for herself.
Amidst the rustling footsteps, everyone watched with bated breath.
Mu Fan, who was lying on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes, and the pure green flashed across his pupils.
The cold figure with the fragrance came into view clearly.