In addition to the chaotic and complex underground city, the entire pattern of Liuli City located above the ground actually has similarities in Shenjing City, with noble status and strong people in the middle, closer to the statue of the Ice and Snow Maiden, while the rest of the ordinary snow people live on the periphery.

The center of Liuli City, called Liuli Palace, is the place where the female saint and her sister live, and no snow people are allowed to enter without a summons, and only in the large building of Liuli Palace, it is the Violent Bear Mansion where the people of the Violent Bear Tribe live.

The area of the Storm Bear Mansion is huge, which also shows that the first tribe of the snow field that controls the entire Liuli City is large in number and strong, but at this time, the entire huge mansion is filled with a strong aura of slaughter, and a burly Snow Warrior of the Storm Bear Tribe, holding an ice spear, has stepped out of the house under the call of the tribe.

In a remote corner of the Storm Bear Mansion, a young snowman wearing a snow-white beast jacket with a handsome face closed the door behind him, locked it carefully, and slowly walked down the short icy steps in front of him.

Although the snowfield under the polar night for three years is still shrouded in darkness, the colorful light of Liuli City and the torches lit everywhere in the Storm Bear Mansion make all sides of the mansion brightly lit.

Then the young snowman, with his hands behind his back and a smile on his face, slowly walked along the winding road into a garden surrounded on all sides.

As soon as he stepped inside, he said jokingly to a young snowman girl standing aside:

"Little girl, why did my son just sneak out for a while, and you looked unhappy, you don't have to be like this. ”

The garden where the young snowman was at this time was not large, but it was separated by ice on all sides, heavily guarded, and even the figure of the burly snowman warrior could be faintly seen in the surrounding corners, and in the center of the garden, there was a small well erupting with a fiery red light, and at the same time, a rolling heat wave came out of the well.

As soon as the young Xuemin's voice fell, the face of the little girl with a very bad face changed again, although she still pursed her lips tightly, but she rolled her eyes vigorously to signal the former's attention, and suddenly, behind the young Xuemin, an indifferent and tyrannical voice sounded directly:

"Snow Bancheng, dereliction of duty, should be punished!"

After finishing speaking, a violent force kicked directly into the popliteal fossa of the young Xue Minxue Bancheng's left leg, and even produced a loud sound that exploded the void, and the latter was directly kicked down and knelt on one knee, but in the next breath, the whistling spatial explosion resounded throughout the park again.

A powerful heavy punch smashed on Xue Bancheng's back again without any fancy, and after a muffled snort, the young snow man directly spat out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person was smashed to the ground, and a scarlet suddenly appeared on the ground.

Then, in the shadow of the garden, a middle-aged snowman with an exceptionally burly figure walked out, who simply wrapped his upper body with a beast coat, revealing two extremely thick arms, and his hair, which was rare yellow-white, looked like a mighty lion from a distance.

This person looked at the snow half-city that was only half the size of his body, and there was undisguised disgust in his eyes, and then continued to come out with a hoarse voice:

"Don't want to forge ahead, don't ask for gratitude, and are weak, you are the waste of the Violent Bear family, I don't know why the Holy Maiden still wastes food to feed you, and lets you guard this important place. ”

As the words fell, the middle-aged burly Xue Min bent down and directly grabbed the neck of Xue Bancheng, who was not struggling on the snow, as easily as carrying a chicken, and slowly walked towards the steaming well in the center of the garden not far away.

Then the middle-aged snow people, who were like lions in the snowfield, pressed half of the snow into the well, and the violent voice continued to resound throughout the park:

"You waste, look at these Yan Jiao below, such a precious treasure of the snow field is in your hands to take care of, how dare you derelict your duties? If it weren't for the protection of the Holy Maiden, Lao Tzu really wanted to smash your whole person into this Yan Well and become the nutrients of Yan Jiao!"

The whole person was half-hanging from the wellhead, and at the same time, there was no fear on his handsome face, and then he looked at the rolling and bursting magma in the wellhead below, and several plants like fiery red peppers growing on the magma, cracked his lips, and faintly let out a mocking voice:

"You don't dare, minion. ”

"Little bastard, what did you say?"

The middle-aged Xue Min's hand holding Xue Bancheng's neck was forced again, and even made people feel that if this force was increased by one more point, this extremely fragile neck would be completely twisted, but under the wellhead, there was still a faint voice accompanied by the boiling heat:

"Minions!"

"Roar!"

The middle-aged snow people who were stimulated by the huge words directly raised their heads and let out a roar like a beast's roar, but they heard a cold female voice outside the garden directly sound:

"Snow Lion, that's enough, the Holy Maiden wants to see him, right away!"

After this voice fell, the burly snow man named Snow Lion gradually regained his composure, grabbed the snow Bancheng in his hand out of the Yanjing, threw it on the ground, looked at a tall figure gradually approaching, and respectfully replied:

"Yes, Squire. ”

The visitor nodded, then stopped speaking, and no longer looked at the bloody Xue Bancheng on the ground, but turned around directly, and then Xue Bancheng got up from the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood, rubbed his hand on the neck that was almost broken, made a clicking sound, and slowly followed behind the figure in front of him.

Although there were still undried blood stains at the corners of his mouth, and his left leg was still limping after being kicked hard, the handsome young snowman still had a faint smile, and when he passed by the little girl with a worried face, he still blinked his eyes like a pearl of the ocean.

The eyes of Xue Bancheng are extremely beautiful, not only with the unique deep blue of the snow people, but also in the deepest part of the blue, as if someone has dipped a brush in ink and dotted a very small bit of black, with an inexplicable charm, which can be called the finishing touch.

Due to the outbreak of the civil war, most of the warriors in the Storm Bear Tribe gathered to prepare to go out of the city to fight, so the entire Storm Bear Mansion seemed to be unusually quiet, and between the glazed light, Xue Bancheng looked at the extremely tall girl in front of him, almost as tall as his body, his lips were slightly open, and a faint voice came out with a slight weakness:

"Xue Ying, you are so indifferent, but it makes me very sad!"

The magnetic voice of Snow Bancheng, which was very different from the ordinary snow people, fell, and the figure in front of him did not look back, nor did he reply, but continued to walk forward, and then the young snow people chuckled at the corners of their mouths again, and the voice continued to sound:

"As a servant of the Holy Maiden, it's understandable that you don't want to be in the company of me, the famous waste of the Storm Bear Tribe, but I miss your milky skin. ”

As soon as these words came out, the girl walking in front of her stopped directly, her face changed suddenly, and she turned around and let out a low shout:

"Shut up!"