Chapter 259: Snowy Night
Chapter 259: Snowy Night
"Old Bones, you are too..."
"It's okay, don't worry about me, just do whatever you want."
Gu Rong laughed secretly in his heart, you old swordsman will have something to worry about soon.
At this time, Ning Bei also threw the soul power ball in his hand with a diameter of three meters over. As Chen Xin was careless and Gu Rong was on high alert, the cold mist on the surface of the soul power ball gradually merged into it and turned into an ice ball with a diameter of nearly ten meters, and its surface was covered with hideous ice thorns.
"Even so, it won't be that bad."
Now this soul skill seems to have become much more powerful, but Chen Xin still doesn’t think it can threaten him.
At this moment, Ning Bei opened his palms and raised them slightly in front of him.
"Grandpa Jian, you will suffer if you are careless."
"Art is an explosion, an extreme ice explosion!"
As Ning Bei clenched his fists, the huge ice ball in front of him exploded directly. The terrifying power made the entire Ice Temple tremble, emitting a dazzling cold light.
The air was filled with ice debris and cold ice mist, and the ice explosion spell attached to it kept causing afterexplosions.
For a moment, the entire Ice Temple was like celebrating the New Year, with explosions ringing in the ears.
Just by looking at the appearance of the explosion, one can sense that the two people at the center of the explosion must have had a hard time.
Fortunately, Ning Bei's words at the last moment awakened Chen Xin, and the Qi Sha true body was released instantly along with the defense of the sword formation, preventing him from exploding in the face.
A few minutes later, the aftermath finally dissipated, the bumpy Ice Temple began to repair itself, and the two people in the center of the explosion also revealed their figures.
Gu Rong's martial spirit body had been shattered beyond recognition, his old face was full of surprise, and his entire body was covered with frostbite and scratches.
Chen Xin, whose defense ability was not as good as Gu Rong's, was in an even more miserable state. His body was covered with ice mixed with blood.
However, the injuries on the two did not last long. Just before the impact of the explosion dissipated, the two hurriedly swallowed the life-saving pills in their mouths and are now recovering rapidly.
"Good boy, I knew that the soul power you specially came to us two old guys to test would not be simple."
"With this power, an ordinary Title Douluo would be blown into ashes in an instant and merged with the ice debris in the sky, right?"
Gu Rong's words also resonated with Chen Xin beside him, who nodded in agreement. At the same time, he made up his mind that if this brat came to him to practice soul skills again in the future, he would go all out from the beginning no matter what.
No, it’s best not to start.
After apologizing to the two elders, the three returned to the sect.
"Why have you started researching your own soul skills recently? I was wondering why I haven't seen you for three days?"
"My two grandfathers, this is the content of my seventh test of the Ice God. The test is to create your own soul skills. The stronger the power and the greater the number, the better the reward will be."
"I see."
After being surprised, the two showed expressions of realization. In this way, it was no wonder that Ning Bei suddenly started to study his own soul skills.
In the following days, Ning Bei spent his time in constant experiments. These days also made Gu Rong and Chen Xin complain a lot. Who would be a good person who would drag others into the ice house and beat them up every few days?
But you know what, the soul skills developed by this brat are quite powerful, at least at the Titled Douluo level.
This went on for several weeks. Just when Chen Xin and Gu Rong could no longer bear it and were about to protest, Qian Renxue's message saved them.
Ning Bei rushed to the Prince's Mansion and came to the secret room with Qian Renxue.
"Xue Ye's nerves are beginning to weaken, and death is just a matter of two days." "Oh? What are your plans for the future?"
The little angel's pretty face was full of seriousness as she told him her plan.
"I have basically controlled all the generals defending Tiandou City. Some of them were coerced, some were bribed. Once Xue Ye dies, I will be able to immediately control all the troops that Tiandou City can mobilize."
"The only variable is that old bastard Xue Xing, but he is nothing to be afraid of. He is just a Contra at best."
"When I ascend the throne as Xue Qinghe, I will immediately execute him and Xue Beng. By then, no one else will be able to cause any big trouble."
Ning Bei thought for a moment and then expressed his opinion.
"I think you can hide for a while and let those who secretly support Xuexing and Xuebeng come to the front, and then..."
A smile appeared on Qian Renxue's lips. She just happened to think the same thing as her man.
"I think so too. Let's do it when the time comes. After I ascend the throne, I will have plenty of time to slowly gather all the power of Tiandou City. Then the time will come to destroy Xingluo."
"Okay, I'll stay in the Prince's Mansion these days, just in case."
"Ah."
These days, Qian Renxue and Xue Beng often live in the palace. Xue Beng is looking forward to the improvement of his father's condition, while Qian Renxue is waiting for Xue Ye to die.
Until late at night on the third day, Xue Ye, with a rosy face, summoned Xue Qinghe and Xue Beng into his bedroom. No one knew what the Tiandou Emperor said to his two heirs. That night, Xue Ye passed away, and Xue Beng did not even have time to mourn, and rushed back to his mansion under the cover of darkness.
Xue Beng looked at the old man in luxurious clothes in the hall and hurried forward to express his panic.
"Uncle, my father passed away and left the throne to Xue Qinghe."
"Humph, wasn't this expected? It doesn't matter, we will take action tomorrow on the day of the coronation ceremony. We must not let that traitor sit firmly on the throne."
"Uncle, is there any news from His Majesty the Poison Douluo?"
When mentioning Dugu Bo, a hint of dissatisfaction flashed across Xue Xing's face, but he quickly hid it.
"Your Majesty Dugu probably doesn't want to get involved in the royal family's struggle, and has announced his retreat in advance. But it doesn't matter. The strongest men under Xue Qinghe are just a few Soul Saints. I have already won over several Soul Douluos from the border, and they have rushed back overnight."
Hearing this, a smile finally appeared on Xue Beng's face, and he felt a little more at ease.
"Uncle, that's great. If we let that bastard Xue Qinghe take the throne, he won't let us go."
"Beng'er, you are going to be the emperor in the future, so you need to learn to be more stable."
"Yes, uncle!"
After a night of crying sick, Qian Renxue said she was not feeling well and was escorted back to the Prince's Mansion by her subordinates. This scene was also seen by some neutral ministers.
Compared to Avalanche who hurried back as soon as his father died and obviously wanted to plan something, this Prince is obviously more filial.
Didn’t you see that Xue Qinghe cried until his voice became hoarse in front of Xue Ye’s body?
After returning to the Prince's Mansion, Xue Qinghe changed his overly sad state and walked straight into the secret room, interrupting Ning Bei who was meditating with his eyes closed.
"Now that Xue Ye is dead, the plan can proceed smoothly. However, several guards on the border between Tian Dou and Xing Luo have left their stations. I guess they received instructions from Xue Xing."
"It's nothing serious, just a few Soul Douluo. If you know what's good for you, spare their lives. If you don't know what's good for you, just crush them to pieces."
(End of this chapter)