Ethereal World: Vicious Cannon Fodder's Immortality Road Chapter 438: The Holy Son—Xuan Jing Arrived

"Are you going to execute tomorrow?" Shenlian Yingyue asked the n from the Holy Clan.

The four n looked at each other with a headache. Now what? They ca here to execute her, but they ended up being in danger because of her calculation. How do they explain this matter to the elders of the Holy Clan?

They couldn’t hide this matter because, as long as one of the sacred golden candles is destroyed, the people from the Holy Clan will imdiately send people here to execute the person who ruined the candle.

"What do you plan to deal with her?" Sikong Yanya crossed her legs.

"Lock her in prison first. We will imdiately contact the Holy Son and Holy Daughter." The four n rubbed their sore foreheads.

"How can this be? You are also criminals. Why don’t you join in prison?" Shenlian Yingyue took out a spiritual juice from the Ethereal Small World to drink.

"Shut up!" The four n were furious again.

"You can’t be unfair." She muttered as her eyes widened.

"There is nothing fair in this world." Huang Bai Xing sneered.

"You make sense." She agreed to Huang Bai Xing’s statent.

Huang Bai Xing felt bizarre. She looked at her with doubt.

"Do you an to tell that the people from the Holy Clan can destroy their sacred golden candles and will not receive any punishnts for their sin? Isn’t this an insult to the Light God?" Shenlian Yingyue threw a strawberry into her mouth.

The purple bracelet (which Xiao Yun gave her) and the Heaven Butterfly Bracelet (Ch.232) on her flawless white wrists were glittering. When she tilted her head, the small and exquisite Crescent Moon Earrings (Ch.256) on her ears were swaying, matching her white skin as snow.

The erald ring on her index finger was as smooth as a fine jade.

Sikong Wenxia grinned like a psychopath when he saw the Erald Ring, which he gave her on her flawless finger. She couldn’t take his ring off, and he knew it.

The faces of the four n were pale.

Huang Bai-Xing was silent. She frowned.

"Everyone must die if they destroy the sacred golden candles!" A voice that flowed effortlessly and had a pleasing texture echoed.

When the person stepped into the living room, everything turned frosty, like a frost flower blooming in the snow field.

The scattered long white hair as snow was slightly decorated with a golden flower crown. With his pale, frosted hair, his skin was crystal-clear, and the light cyan blood vessels under the skin could be vaguely seen.

The eyelashes were as white as snowy eyelashes. His montum was as snow and breeze. Wherever he passed, the ice lotus blood, everything froze, and the room was full of the sll of the lotus and snow.

On his flawless and crystal-clear face, a butterfly mask was worn, covering half of his face, only showing his exquisite chin and perfect jawline.

Dressing in white, with the fox fur covered on his shoulders, the montum was as sharp as the sword and snow. At the sa ti, he gave people off a gentle vibe, but his breath refused people a thousand miles away.

"Holy Son! We pay our respect to our Holy Son!" The four n were shocked and hurriedly kneeled down to salute the man.

Xuan Jing, the Holy Son from the Holy Clan, was as holy as the rumor. From head to toe, from inside to outside, his breath was extrely clean, as if nothing in the world could stain his holiness.

People were afraid to fall in love with him. When they saw him, they subconsciously felt inferior.

The maids and the guards in the corner of the room stared at him with obsession. They didn’t even dare to breathe for fear of disturbing this beautiful son.

Wang Pei Zhi opened his eyes wide. What did he see? How could this Holy Son be so holy as if he wasn’t a human being at all but a pure spirit?

"I don’t expect that my city will be very lively this year." Sikong Yanya lifted the corner of her lips and lazily rubbed her chin as she chuckled. The exquisite black jade on her white wrist was moving with her movent.

Although she was staring at him, there wasn’t any obsession or infatuation light in her eyes, as if she were looking at a normal person.

"A’Jing?" Huang Bai Xing’s cold face as frost instantly changed. She stood up and approached him with agitation.

Xuan Jing didn’t release the ice field, but because of his exceptionality, he was born accompanying by the snow and light. And because he practiced the ice piano and had already realized the aning of the snow lody, he was favored by the spirit of the ice elent.

Inside his small world, everything was made of ice. His contracted elental spirit was a Snow Fairy, one of the elents of nature.

People always wondered why the Holy Son has the ice elent, not the light one. If he has the ice elent, why was he favored by the God Of Light and entitled to be the Holy Son?

At that ti, the ssage left by the God Of Light was: Who said that a person who was born with the mutant ice spiritual cannot beco my next successor? Isn’t he my descendant of the Light God? If you’re dissatisfied with choosing him, why don’t you guys co over and be the Holy Sons?

So, everyone imdiately shut up, and no one dared to disobey or question the decision of God of Light anymore. They obediently assisted the Holy Son and Holy Daughter until the two of them could break through the boundaries of mortals and beco true immortals.

"Bai Xing." Xuan Jing’s coldness subconsciously lessened when he noticed Huang Bai Xing’s presence.

He rembered her, the person who helped him a lot when he was in trouble in the Outer Domain and Inferior Domain.

She was smart, and no matter how hard it was, she easily solved those problems and even pointed out the best solutions for him to choose from.

Her icy temperant was similar to his, and one thing that deepened his good impression of her was that she wasn’t as annoying as everyone he t.

At least she respected his boundaries and never annoyed him or looked at him with those annoying expressions as everyone else did.

Huang Bai Xing didn’t expect that she would et him again here. She was so happy.

If Shenlian Wanyan, Helan Yuze, and Sima Ke Xin were here, they would imdiately recognise him.

Wasn’t the Holy Son, Xuan Jing, the first man who got Huang Bai Xing’s affection and gentleness?