After a long time, there was a sound of footsteps in the cave that was silent.

"crunch, crunch..."

The sour sound of the snow being stepped on kept ringing.

Clementine's eyes were fixed on this small hole.

An old man wearing an ice-blue shirt with silver hair and age spots on his face, leaning on a dragon-headed staff, appeared.

After seeing the figure of the old man, Clementine hurried up to help.

"Little girl, whose descendant are you?"

Maybe it's because I haven't spoken all the year round.

Wushan Snowman's voice was full of hoarseness.

"The teacher of the younger generation is Carpenter Yale, the head of the last witch doctor."

Clementine said to the nearly four-hundred-year-old old man.

"The apprentice of that little brat at Yale, his apprentices are so big in a flash."

Wushan Snowman's voice was full of nostalgia.

She was a peer of the teacher's teacher at Yale.

In other words, she and Clementine were separated by three generations.

"Now wake up my old skeleton, but what's the matter?"

"His Majesty, the Princess of Vientiane, who just ascended the throne, was plotted against her when she was pregnant and almost had a miscarriage. Now she's just barely hanging."

Wushan Snowman nodded and understood what Clementine meant.

She has also been awakened two or three times over the years.

The most recent awakening was to treat Jia Yuan I.

The sun is gradually setting, in the twilight.

Cattle was sitting anxiously in front of the door of Hoina's bedroom.

Didn't Clementine say that she would be back before dark, it was already dusk.

Garrett's body was also stained with bloodstains.

That is what he left behind when he personally killed a traitor with one sword today.

Jia Delie did not change, even he was ready.

In the future, he will wear this bloody royal robe.

Finally, two figures appeared in the field of vision.

Clementine was carefully supporting the silver-haired Wushan Snowman as he strolled over.

Jia Delie walked away quickly, and joy appeared in his originally anxious eyes.

"Junior Jia Delie has seen Senior Wushan Snowman, please come and save my princess.

"Okay, young man, you said so loudly, and my old bones shattered in a while."

Wushan Snowman waved his hand quickly to let Jiadelie be quiet.

Jia Delie also snorted in embarrassment. He was so excited just now that he couldn't control his voice.

Wushan Snowman came to Huoyina's door, and was about to push the door and walk in, but found that Jia Delie was still behind him.

"What, do you still want to go in with the old man to have a look?"

Jia Delie immediately reacted, and it would not look good to go in by himself.

"Ah... no no no, senior, you can just go in."

I don't know if I heard it wrong.

Jia Delie seemed to have heard Wushan Snowman say something before entering.

"Why doesn't this generation of kings look so smart?"

Cattle fell into silence, then turned to look at his own guard.

Marshall... skip it.

"Arnold, did she just say I'm not very smart?"

Cattle grabbed Arnold's arm in one hand, with confirmation in his eyes.

Arnold smiled and said.

"Your Majesty must have heard it wrong, the senior Wushan Snowman is kind-hearted, so naturally this will not be the case."

Arnold's emotional intelligence naturally saw that Cattle was looking for a step down.

If you really asked Marshall, the old stick did say it.

That Cattle could only endure the embarrassment and pretend that he didn't hear it.

"Your Majesty, that old... uuuuu!"

As soon as Marshall opened his mouth, Arnold seemed to have expected it.

He took a piece of meat directly from the bag and put it into Marshall's mouth with precision.

Watching Marshall falter.

Cattle gave Arnold an admiring look with great dissatisfaction.

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