Please call me Your Majesty!

Chapter 245 Lin Yuanqing's True Purpose
"Chengye, wake up!"

Lin Yuanqing ignored Chu Shizhao's obstruction, staggered forward and tried to grab his son's shoulders.

However, before his hand touched Lin Chengye, he was violently bounced away by an invisible force and fell to the ground.

"Father……"

Lin Chengye murmured something in a low voice and seemed to have recovered a little.

But the next moment, his eyes flashed, and his red eyes stared straight at Lin Yuanqing.

His eyes returned to their cold state.

"Lin Yuanqing, are you worthy of being my father?"

"What did you say?!"

Lin Yuanqing widened his eyes, unable to believe that these were the words of his son.

He struggled to get up, his voice trembling, "Chengye, I'm your father! What's wrong with you?"

Chu Shizhao narrowed his eyes and the silver needle in his hand trembled slightly.

He suddenly remembered the secret of Xiliang that his mother had mentioned.

Hydra Gu is an evil magic that can devour people's hearts. If the person who is poisoned by it has a weak will, he will be controlled by the hydra and become a walking corpse.

And Lin Chengye's current condition is clearly a sign of the outbreak of the poison!

At this moment, the black ice jade pendant on his chest exploded with a bang.

Countless tiny ice crystals splashed out.

The ice crystals were suspended in the air, instantly covering Lin Chengye's body.

"hiss--"

Lin Chengye's body suddenly stiffened.

The activity of the insect seemed to be temporarily suppressed. He staggered back a step, holding his chest and gasping for breath.

"Your Highness, hurry!"

"Now!"

Li Batian rushed over at some point.

He raised the black iron sword in his hand high and chopped it straight towards Lin Chengye's crown.

"stop!"

Chu Shizhao shouted loudly, but it was too late to stop him.

The sword blade slashed down with a sound of breaking through the air.

Just when everyone thought that Lin Chengye was going to die here.

The next moment, the guy who was originally unconscious suddenly dodged to the side and avoided the fatal blow in time.

Although he avoided a fatal blow, the remaining sword energy still left a deep wound on his shoulder that was visible to the bone.

As black blood gushed out.

"Ahhhh-"

Black blood gushed out of Lin Chengye's seven orifices at the same time.

Li Batian flipped his wrist and the sword swept out again, aiming straight at Lin Chengye's throat.

"enough!"

Chu Shizhao flashed and stood between the two men. The silver needle in his hand turned into a cold light and pierced towards Li Batian's sword.

There was only a crisp "clang" sound.

The black iron sword in Li Batian's hand was shaken off its direction and deeply inserted into the stone wall beside him.

"Your Highness, what are you doing?!"

Li Batian stared at Chu Shizhao, his face full of confusion.

"This kid is no longer a human being, why are you still protecting him?"

"He is Uncle Lin's son!"

Chu Shizhao gritted his teeth and said, "Even if I'm poisoned, there's still hope!"

At this moment, Lin Yuanqing suddenly staggered to his feet, flipped his wrist, and cut a bloody wound.

Blood spilled onto the ground, and a complex reincarnation array instantly appeared on the ground.

Lin Chengye's body trembled violently, and he slowly fell down, muttering, "It's been twenty years... I finally waited for the royal bloodline!"

Chu Shizhao was shocked.

The fragments of the black ice jade pendant flew up automatically and embedded into the core of the formation diagram.

A blinding white light shot up into the sky, illuminating the depths of the secret room.

There were hundreds of frozen Xiliang remains neatly arranged, and a gray wolf totem was engraved on the chest of each of them.

"This is……"

Li Batian's eyes widened, and he could hardly hold the black iron sword in his hand.

"The wolf soldiers from Xiliang..."

Chu Shizhao murmured in a low voice, his eyes fell on Lin Yuanqing, "Uncle Lin, what are you doing?"

Lin Yuanqing slowly stood up and looked at Chu Shizhao with a serious expression.

"Shi Zhao, do you know why the Dark Night Cult is hunting down the descendants of Xiliang?"

"Because only the royal bloodline can awaken the true wolf soldiers!"

"And you... are the key!"

Before he finished speaking, the ground suddenly shook violently.

A loud bang came from the ground, and everyone's feet were empty, and they all fell into a bottomless ice cellar.

The cold air hit me in the face, and the biting cold almost froze me to death.

Chu Shizhao steadied himself, looked up, and immediately took a breath.

Three hundred bodies of Northern Di prisoners of war were nailed around the ice cellar. The chest cavity of each corpse had been cut open, and was crawling with corpse insects with runes!
"Hahahaha!"

Lin Yuanqing laughed wildly towards the sky, and his voice echoed in the ice cellar.

"Sure enough, by watering them with the Chu family's blood, we can awaken the true Xiliang Wolf Soldiers!"

"Shi Zhao, your blood will be the best sacrifice!"

Chu Shizhao turned his head suddenly and saw that Lin Yuanqing had a scimitar in his hand, with the blade pointing directly at his chest.

He subconsciously took a step back, but felt a strange movement on the ice under his feet.

A drop of blood slid from his fingertips and dripped onto the ice surface, instantly spreading a scarlet color.

"boom!"

A low roar came from deep in the ice cellar, and the frozen remains opened their eyes at the same time.

The leading female general in silver armor slowly stood up and knelt on one knee.

"General Huo Qinghuang respectfully welcomes the young master back to his position!"

She shook the spear in her hand, and the tip of the spear knocked away a corpse insect that was rushing towards her. The residual light of the ice crystal echoed with the fragments of the jade pendant in the distance.

"Huo Qinghuang..."

Chu Shizhao muttered to himself, his eyes falling on the female general's face.

That face was 70% similar to his!

His heart trembled, and he looked suddenly at the ice coffin floating beside him, only to see a line of words appearing on the jade tablet in the coffin.

"In the third year of Yongjin, Princess Huo Yunge and her Ice Wolf Riders died for their country."

"The eldest princess..."

Chu Shizhao stretched out his hand and gently stroked the record on the jade tablet that sounded the same as his own name.

At this moment, a portrait slowly emerged on the back of the jade book - that face was exactly the same as the biological mother in his memory!
"Your Highness, be careful!"

Li Batian suddenly roared.

Lin Yuanqing smiled and swung his scimitar, with the blade pointing straight at Chu Shizhao's back.

The blade went straight to Chu Shizhao's back.

At the critical moment, Huo Qinghuang swung his spear and Lin Yuanqing was pushed back several steps.

He staggered to steady himself.

"What a great Huo Qinghuang, he can still protect his master after being dead for twenty years. It seems that the royal bloodline is indeed worthy of its reputation!"

Chu Shizhao turned around and looked at Lin Yuanqing.

"Uncle Lin, you took so much trouble to lure me into this game, just for these so-called wolf soldiers?"

His fingers gently stroked the black ice jade pendant, but his eyes swept towards the top of the ice cellar.

There, the shadow of a wooden kite passed by quietly, and the hum of mechanical gears could be faintly heard.

Lin Yuanqing snorted coldly, flicked his wrist, and the scimitar flew with a gust of fishy wind. "Boy, you are still too young."

"What the Dark Night Cult wants is never you, but the blood in your body!"

"This ice cellar is just the first step. The real killing spree is at the Beacon Tower thirty miles away!"

Before he finished speaking, he stomped his foot suddenly, the ice surface shattered, and dozens of corpse insects roared and pounced on the crowd.

Huo Qinghuang's figure flashed, and the chain gun came out like a spirit snake from a cave. The tip of the gun stabbed several times, instantly tearing the corpse Gu that was rushing towards it into pieces.

She glanced at Lin Yuanqing coldly.

"You have such a petty trick, yet you dare to act so presumptuously in front of my Ice Wolf Rider?"

"Young Master, that wooden kite is a spy of the Dark Night Cult. I'm afraid there has been an ambush in Beacon Tower."

Chu Shizhao narrowed his eyes, raised his hand and waved it, and a sleeve arrow shining with silver light flew out from his sleeve.

The tail of the arrow dragged a silver thread as thin as a gossamer and chased the wooden kite.

The silver thread wrapped around the remains of the wooden kite and with a sudden pull, the mechanical bird fell and smashed into pieces on the ice.

He looked down and saw that the gears in the wooden kite were still turning slightly, faintly reflecting the outline of the beacon tower thirty miles away.

"Mechanical skills..."

Li Batian spat, suddenly pulled off the meteorite box behind him, and clapped his hands, with a palm wind as strong as thunder.

The iron box suddenly deformed and turned into a nine-foot-long Mo Dao in the blink of an eye.

He strode forward and chopped fiercely at a piece of Beidi armor. The moment the blade embedded into the armor, the inscription suddenly lit up with blue light.

The broken armor pieced itself together to form a makeshift shield, blocking several fire meteors that suddenly shot down from above the ice cellar.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The fire meteor hit the shield formation and exploded, and the heat wave swept through the ice cellar, forcing everyone to retreat several steps.

Li Batian grinned and raised his saber.

"I didn't carry this box for nothing. The Dark Night Cult wants to play with fire, so I'll play with them to the end!"

He turned and looked at Chu Shizhao.

"Shi Zhao, this place is not good, we have to get out of here quickly!"

Chu Shizhao nodded, but his eyes fell on Huo Qinghuang.

"The Beacon Tower has three layers of gates. How can we break through them?"

Huo Qinghuang pointed his ice spear at the ground, and frost spread along the tip of the spear, instantly freezing the ice surface beneath his feet. The outline of the gear set inside the wall vaguely emerged.

She said coldly: "Although the mechanism is sophisticated, there will always be flaws."

As soon as he finished speaking, Huo Qinghuang suddenly stepped forward, flipped his wrist, and threw out a witch blood compass.

The compass was suspended in the air, the needle was spinning, and under the bloody light, Huo Qinghuang narrowed his eyes and shouted, "Three quarters after the hour of Xu, there is a gap in the Xun position!"

Chu Shizhao understood and suddenly fired the crossbows in his sleeves. Seventy-two bronze arrows streaked across the sky like meteors and accurately stuck the transmission shaft inside the wall.

The triple-jack gates suddenly loosened, revealing a narrow passage.

Huo Qinghuang waved his spear and stepped in first.

"Come with me!"

At the end of the passage, a huge bronze armillary sphere comes into view.

Hundreds of craftsmen had their bones pierced by iron chains, and their blood flowed like streams into the bottom of the instruments.

Every time the instrument turned a circle, the ground shook slightly, as if a beacon tower in the distance was rising from the ground again.

Huo Qinghuang raised the tip of his gun, the blood groove burst, and a figure rolled out of the instrument.

The man was wearing a black robe and had a haggard face. He was actually the High Priest of Xiliang who had faked his death for twenty years!
"Jie Jie Jie..."

The high priest slowly got up, with a strange light in his eyes.

"Huo Qinghuang, Chu Shizhao, you came at the right time!"

"The blood-feeding mechanism is complete, and the entire Northern Di territory is in the hands of the Dark Night Cult!"

He slammed the armillary sphere hard, causing the fortress to shake violently and rocks from the top to fall off.

Chu Shizhao's pupils shrank, and he suddenly cut his palm, and blood dripped onto the armillary sphere.

The wolf's pupils suddenly lit up, and the ancient mechanism seemed to be awakened. The collapsed stones actually pieced themselves together and turned into the shape of a giant wolf.

Huo Qinghuang jumped onto the wolf's head, holding his chain gun high.

"My dear Xiliang, follow me to split the sky!"

The stone wolves roared, broke through the remains of the fortress, and everyone rushed into the night.

After the war, when the smoke had cleared, Chu Shizhao stood in front of the armillary sphere, his eyes fixed on an ice crystal mirror at the core.

In the mirror, the figure of his biological mother strangely overlapped with that of the Dark Night Cult Leader.

Huo Qinghuang reached out and touched the mirror, and memories flooded in like a tide.

Twenty years ago, the Ice Wolf Riders escorted not a princess, but twins!
Suddenly, a baby's cry was heard in the mirror, resonating with the jade pendant in Chu Shizhao's arms.

The jade pendant shone brightly and turned into a key shape, pointing to the depths of the snow abyss.

At this moment, a low laugh was heard from the ruins of the fortress.

The high priest was not dead yet. He dragged his broken body to his feet and pointed his finger at Chu Shizhao.

"Twins...what great twins...the real secret is still waiting for you in Xueyuan!"

Before he could finish his words, his body exploded. In the blood mist, a black shadow quickly swept away into the distance.

Chu Shizhao was shocked and without caring about the high priest here, he quickly turned to look at Huo Qinghuang.

She looked pale with a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth. It was obvious that she had suffered internal injuries in the explosion.

He quickly stepped forward to support her and asked anxiously, "General, how are you?"

Huo Qinghuang waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, but his eyes were fixed on the direction where the high priest disappeared.

"Young Master, that old thief is full of tricks, I'm afraid he has a trick up his sleeve."

"The Xueyuan is extremely dangerous, we must leave as soon as possible!"

Chu Shizhao nodded, his eyes swept across the mess on the ground, and he felt mixed emotions.

He turned to look at Li Batian and said in a deep voice: "Uncle Li, you take the brothers to escort the injured soldiers back to the camp. Be careful and beware of the Dark Night Cult's counterattack."

Although Li Batian was unwilling, he also knew that this was not the time to act on impulse, so he had to nod his head heavily and agree.

"Don't worry, Your Highness. Old Li's life is in your hands. Please don't die!"

After saying this, he called upon the remaining soldiers, escorted the wounded, and quickly disappeared into the night.

Chu Shizhao watched them leave and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

He turned to look at Huo Qinghuang, only to see that he was staring at the ice crystal mirror with a frown on his face, as if he was thinking about something.

"Mr. Han, what's wrong?"

Chu Shizhao asked.

Huo Qinghuang came back to his senses, sighed, and continued.

"Young Master, this mirror is not an ordinary object. It seems to be connected to another space, and..."

"Also, I sense a familiar aura. That aura... is related to your mother."

Chu Shizhao's heart trembled, and his mother's gentle smile and the black ice jade pendant that she had worn since childhood emerged in his mind.

He held the jade pendant tightly and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Han, what do you know? Please tell me!"

Huo Qinghuang pondered for a moment and looked at Chu Shizhao hesitantly.

"Young Master, there are some things that it is not the right time to tell you now."

"You just need to know that your life experience is far more complicated than you think."

"The trip to Xueyuan may solve all the mysteries in your heart, but it is also full of dangers. Are you... ready?"

Huo Qinghuang held the looking glass tightly and carefully observed the refugees surging below.

Suddenly, a strange shadow flashed in the mirror.

Among the refugees, a mechanical wooden kite flapped its wings quietly, and the faint light of the talisman stone could be seen between the wooden feathers.

Her heart tightened, and she decisively pressed the alarm bell, which sounded.

The next moment, the black iron city wall shook violently.

The triple gear gates rise up layer by layer.

They didn't expect that there were so many mechanisms here. They didn't expect this.

But at this time, there is no time to care about much.

"You bastard from the Dark Night Cult, you're here to die again!"

Huo Qinghuang couldn't help but curse through gritted teeth.

When she mentioned the Dark Night Cult, she felt so angry that her teeth itched.

(End of this chapter)