Chapter 430 Cold Wave

Snow Castle.

The behemoth that once rocked South Korea is now extremely desolate due to the change of power within South Korea. The bat-shaped family emblem that originally belonged to Bai Yifei was removed from every corner of the fortress.

In the dark passage, Mrs. Mingzhu held the box and walked step by step until she reached the end of the long passage, where Zhao Shuang was.

The late autumn chill outside the stone window became more and more penetrating. By this time, the situation inside South Korea had completely declined. The four evil generals of the night, the Blood-clothed Marquis, died; the Jade Tiger family's wealth was gone; the Tide Banshee no longer existed in everyone's hearts; and the whereabouts of the cloaked guest are still unknown.

"The various witchcraft, armor training methods, and gold and silver wealth hidden in Snow Clothes Castle over the years have all been obtained by your Majesty. This is the last thing."

Mrs. Mingzhu opened the box in her hand. Inside was a brass box.

"Canglong Qisu!"

Zhao Shuang turned around and smiled slowly.

"This box is not in the hands of the Han royal family, but unexpectedly it is in Snow Clothes Castle."

"King Han has never known that this secret belonging to the Korean royal family is no longer a secret. Bai Yifei has allowed me to hide in the palace of Han for so many years. In addition to being a trendy banshee in the night, more importantly, he wanted to get this secret from the Korean royal family. Box. Therefore, every time King Han comes to my bedroom, I use secret techniques to let him enter the dream world, just to get this box and the secrets in this box."

"However, this box is very strange. After Bai Yifei got the box, he kept getting information from King Han, but could not open it. Later I learned that only the blood of the Han royal family can open this box."

Zhao Shuang glanced at the box and smiled softly.

"So, Bai Yifei wants to kill you, not only because of Wang Xi's matter, but also because of this huge secret."

Mrs. Mingzhu lowered her head and looked gloomy.

"Yes!"

Zhao Shuang closed the lid, touched Mrs. Mingzhu's chin with his hand, raised it slightly, and looked at her beautiful and even enchanting face.

"Then what should I do with you next?"

Mrs. Mingzhu's pupils were slightly narrowed, her emotions fluctuated, and her breath was slightly frowned.

"What do you want, Your Majesty?"

"You can die, or you can become my subordinate."

Mrs. Mingzhu smiled sadly, feeling helpless.

"Do I have a choice?"

Zhao Shuang took out a small box from his sleeve with two small bottles inside.

"Life may not be happy, and death may not be painful. You are proficient in Baiyue's witchcraft, so you should naturally know what the contents of these two bottles are?"

Mrs. Mingzhu stretched out her hands tremblingly, her face turned pale when she opened the first bottle, and when she found out what was in the second bottle, her whole body seemed to have been drained of strength and she collapsed on the ground.

"Blood...blood contract curse Gu."

"Alive...you are not the most noble Pearl Lady in Korea, but just a tide banshee in the sand. You have to hide from the eyes of the world in a dark place. Maybe you spend most of your time in the land of Bashu, the cold cold pool. Live by."

"you……"

Mrs. Mingzhu looked at Zhao Shuang, her face pale. She didn't expect that Zhao Shuang was more powerful and cruel than Bai Yifei.

So cruel that he can even make people make the most cruel choices in the world with a righteous appearance.

"So now, what would you choose?"

"I want to live!"

At this moment, Madam Mingzhu’s eyes were firm. She opened the second bottle without hesitation and cut her white arm open with a knife.

When the Gu insect met the blood, it seemed to evaporate in an instant.

Red spots soon appeared on Mrs. Mingzhu's fair skin, and she fell to the ground in pain.

Zhao Shuang looked at all this with an indifferent expression. With a wave of his hand, a blood-red talisman flashed in the air and landed on Mrs. Mingzhu's chest.

In an instant, these red spots were affected by the rune light, began to sink from the skin, and finally disappeared.

Blood lines appeared from Madam Mingzhu's body one after another, intertwining and forming mysterious and obscure patterns. Finally, it came to the center of Madam Mingzhu’s eyebrows.

It's bright red, like blood.

Mrs. Mingzhu knelt in front of Zhao Shuang, raising her head as if she was receiving the rain.

Zhao Shuang bit his finger and blood dripped down, falling on Mrs. Mingzhu's eyebrows.

Blood seeped into her eyebrows, and the blood lines all over Madam Mingzhu's body subsided. Madam Pearl, who was originally weak, became more coquettish than before when her skin became white again.

She held Zhao Shuang's hand carefully and sucked her fingers, her eyes charming. At this moment, the former Blue Sea Tide Banshee seemed to have completely separated from human attributes and turned into a pure demon spirit.

At the beginning of the cold wave, there was mist on the river.

Wei Zhuang came to the dock with his sword in hand. On the lone boat tied to the dock, there was only a man wearing a bamboo hat fishing.

"The coir raincoat guest!"

"I have been hiding for so long, but Mr. Wei Zhuang from Liusha has finally been found."

After a pause, the coir raincoat guest smiled with a slight sarcasm.

"Still, General!"

"The night is dead, and now in Korea, the quicksand has the final say."

"Ji Wuye is dead, and three of the four evil men in the night will be killed. I want to live a peaceful life here, but Lord Wei Zhuang will not let me go after all?"

Wei Zhuang smiled.

"I have obtained the financial resources of Ji Wuye and Jade Tiger, have Snow Clothes Castle as my fiefdom, and integrated the White Armor Army. The quicksand has absorbed the power of Night and Birds, becoming more powerful, but there is still a long way to go to control South Korea. A little more."

The coir raincoat guest was a little surprised and turned his head slightly.

"The intelligence network in my hands?"

The corners of Wei Zhuang's mouth curved slightly.

"Without Ye Mu's financial resources, I am afraid that most of the intelligence network in your hands has been lost. Quicksand can continue to provide you with wealth, allowing you to continue to build an intelligence network that can even compete with the snare."

"Jing Salamander and Xuan Jian reappeared after a few years. Since they can kill the Blood-clothed Marquis, does the Hanyang Lord behind Mr. Wei Zhuang need quicksand to deal with Luo Sheng?"

"This is not what you need to know." Wei Zhuang did not even pull out the shark teeth in his hand, but said coldly, "Now, you can make a choice, die or become my subordinate."

"Master Wei Zhuang, aren't you afraid that I will betray you in the future?"

"You just need to know that on the day of betrayal, I will personally take off the man's head."

Wei Zhuang smiled faintly, but he was very confident.

The raincoat guest put down his fishing rod, turned around, walked towards the pier, and half-knelt on the ground.

"I've met Mr. Wei Zhuang!"

"Very good. From today on, you will do your best to expand the intelligence network in your hands. I want to know the important news from the courts of various countries to the various factions in the world."

"Master Wei Zhuang's ambition is probably not to become the next Ji Wuye."

"Ji Wuye just wants to break the bones and absorb the marrow of South Korea, and I will make South Korea stronger."

In the cold wind, Wei Zhuang smiled. When the coir raincoat guest looked at it, he could feel that Wei Zhuang, the Lord of Quicksand, was more terrifying than Ji Wuye and Bai Yifei.