Chapter 162 I think the bishop is here to kill me, the Son of God?

Snow Emperor's breathing became extremely rapid. This decision was too important for her to hesitate.

It seemed like a long time passed, but in fact only a few breaths passed.

Finally, she gritted her teeth as if she had made some kind of determination, and stretched out her trembling hand towards the small chakra seed.

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An hour later...

The silver-haired boy spread his dragon wings and left the snow-covered wasteland.

There are still many things that he has not finished yet. For example, now, Su Chen plans to find another base that Yu Tianlong will establish after coming here for development.

In fact, Su Chen had a lot of curiosity about the Arctic Icefield. The ecology here was not completely similar to that on the mainland.

Many spirit beasts are endemic to the extreme northern ice fields, which are already dangerous enough.

At the same time, there are still a large number of desperadoes here trying to hunt soul beasts and obtain soul rings, making this place even more dangerous.

In addition, because this place was previously controlled by the Snow Emperor, the danger was even more serious.

But now, Snow Emperor has become a member of the Akatsuki organization, so the danger here is no longer a problem.

Su Chen didn't believe that Emperor Xue would allow him to cause any problems here.

And this is also the place where Tianmeng was born.

Su Chen really wanted to explore it.

On the other hand, it was time for Su Chen to go and see what was going on in the Wuhun Hall here.

After all, he is the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, so it seems inappropriate not to go and take a look.

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Dragon City.

As the only city, and even the only human settlement, near the Far North Ice Sheet.

On the one hand, it is inhabited by aboriginal people, and on the other hand, it is also the only outpost for exploration of the Far North Icefield. It has also been the base of Dilongmen for thousands of years.

Of course, since the mainland is now basically unified by Wuhun Palace, the largest force here is of course still the sub-hall of Wuhun Palace.

At the same time, in the Wuhun Hall of Dragon City.

"Master Bishop! Please make the decision for me! These two women! Collided with the Akatsuki organization to kill my only son! They even forged the warrant of the only son of Wuhun Palace! It is simply a heinous crime!!"

The two women whose names were called were, of course, Sister Lan and Xue Yi.

Their hands and feet were tied, making them look like prisoners.

The dragon-marked warrant that Su Chen gave them was simply regarded as a fake, and no one cared at all.

Possibly the most powerful symbol in the world was thrown to the ground like a broken shoe.

As for the man who was crying and shouting that he wanted to make the decision, he was Master Tang's father, and the man in purple robes was naturally the purple-robed bishop of this palace.

The purple-clothed bishop was also very angry, but it had nothing to do with what Master Tang's father said.

He doesn't care about the Akatsuki organization, nor does he care about the life or death of the good-for-nothing son next to him. After all, the power of Wuhun Palace is huge. What kind of waves can a mere Akatsuki organization make?

As for this good-for-nothing son, he will die!

The reason for his anger is who is Su Chen?

It’s the Holy Son of Heaven!

He is the Pope’s confidant, the next generation of Pope appointed by the emperor!

It is said that when he was only six or seven years old, he was handling various affairs with the current Pope! The first genius in a thousand years!

How could he come alone to a bitterly cold place like the Far North? Even wearing the clothes of the so-called Akatsuki organization?

This is not how you fool a fool! Why did he give himself such a fright?

The scars on Sister Lan and Xue Yi were naturally the result of the purple-clothed bishop's anger.

After tying them up, he beat the two women severely.

Sister Lan and Xue Yi were already very beautiful, but after being treated like this, they looked even more pitiful and could even be called miserable.

"I, I really don't know. I really don't know anything about what you said!"

"I do! How about I trade my life for Xue Yi's! I am willing to die to apologize! Sir! Please let Xue Yi go!"

Sister Lan was almost crying and spoke intermittently. The whip marks on their faces were extremely obvious, with traces of blood seeping out, and their hair was messy.

Sister Lan wanted to die now, and she didn't expect that she was so unlucky.

Although that boy saved them, now he wants to kill them again.

It doesn't matter if he dies. Sister Lan is not that afraid of death, but Xue Yi is implicated by herself.

As for whether that young man was the Heavenly Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, Sister Lan had no doubts about the purple-clothed bishop.

The real Holy Son of Heaven is simply a noble nobleman of Heaven. How could he casually encounter such a bitter and cold place like the Far North?

But on the other side, Xue Yi, who had been silent, had different ideas.

Although there is no actual evidence, she does not know who the Holy Son of Heaven is.

But there was always a premonition in her heart, a particularly firm premonition that told her that this warrant was not a fake!

So she has never begged for mercy until now. Even though tears of pain have flowed out and her body is covered with wounds, she will never admit her fault.

At this moment, Master Tang's father became more aggressive and started shouting crazily in the hall.

"My son! You two women! Just go and bury my son with him! You even dare to forge the warrant of the Holy Son of Heaven! You can't make up for this kind of sin even with your life! You know that you and the Holy Son of Heaven Is there any difference in status?”

The purple-robed bishop did not stop him, and there was no place to release the anger in his heart!

At this moment, someone suddenly ran in in a panic.

"Sir! There is a kid outside! He says he is the owner of that token! The deacons can't stop him! He is almost coming in!"

"Looking for death! How dare you come to your door! I think this thief is really bold!"

The purple-clothed bishop was furious, but when he heard that someone had come to his door, he even laughed in anger!

"Hahahahahahaha I want to see who dares to pretend to be the Holy Son of Heaven! It's not too much to tear such a thief into pieces!"

"Oh? Who pretended to be me?"

This voice was gentle and indifferent, with a hint of extremely distant and noble air.

The purple-clothed bishop couldn't help but look up and saw the silver-haired boy walking in slowly.

"Heaven, Holy Son of Heaven!"

The purple-clothed bishop's pupils were shaking, and he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. His whole body began to tremble, and his brain almost stopped functioning due to fear and shock.

Su Chen looked at the trembling purple-clothed bishop with a smile that was repulsive to others, and of course he knew what he was thinking.

"As expected of the purple-robed bishop of Wuhun Palace, he actually greets visitors in person. It seems that the grassroots management of Wuhun Palace has done a good job. I have to praise them when I get back."

Speaking of this, the young man's expression suddenly turned cold, and the remaining smile disappeared.

"That's why I feel like the bishop is here to kill me?"