1014: Withdrawing an order

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ATG :: VOLUME #10 SNOW SONG'S FLAME GOD (吟雪炎神)
#1014: Withdrawing an order
   
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Com­pares Yun Che that in Zhuoqi com­mits sui­cide by fire, the body of Mu Feixue is ac­tu­ally pure quiet cold aura, fi­nally was fallen down she who and blas­phemed not to re­volt by Yun Che, dou­ble pupil sky over looks, athe­is­tic is greet­ing by the des­tiny of being doomed.
Also is one „hiss­ing” the crack sound, the Mu Feixue snow clothes change to the frag­ment in the flash, the busy lus­ter of the skin com­pletely ex­poses in the air im­me­di­ately, in Yun Che scar­let both eyes flood like snow and ice daz­zling skin light.
Her sta­tic lying down under the Yun Che's body, the lus­ter of the skin bare as­sumes, has not strug­gled, can­not see se­duc­tive, looks like in the snow fe­male who in the Heav­enly Lake ice lotus of being in full bloom breeds, even if were being lost sane wild beast to tar­nish by one, is only as be­fore beau­ti­ful and holy.
In Yun Che pupil scar­let-red im­me­di­ately ris­ing sud­denly of sev­eral fold, throws be­fore a low hǒu of out-of-con­trol on, both hands du­pli­cate, grasp­ing of heav­ily pinches on the Mu Feixue front jade white busy snow fat, Mu Feixue eats under the pain cres­cent moon eye­brow to twist.
But the Yun Che's head also in falling that this time is ir­ri­ta­ble, ag­o­nic not slant­ing bit­ing on her flow­ery lips... Their both eyes also this in­stant al­most pasted one.
If the Yun Che's dou­ble pupil has the flame to burn, pupil light hot tem­pered is tur­bu­lent. Mu Feixue does not have to close both eyes, the pupil light is slightly lax, ac­tu­ally as be­fore such as Wang Jing­shui, ice-cold holy, is lead­ing the heartrend­ing chilly fan...
One such as the place of past Dragon God smelt­ing trial, was pressed by him under the body, Chu Yuechan that is un­able to re­volt against.
In a flash, as if has said in­nu­mer­ably light­ning bang ma­li­ciously into his eye pupil and Soul, Yun Che cries out strangely, fierce has up­turned from the Mu Feixue body, both hands grab the head, in ground un­ceas­ing tum­bling, painful is call­ing out.
The blue vein on fore­head sticks out sud­denly com­pletely, such as earth­worm of des­per­ate death-throe. If the eye pupil of blood, un­ex­pect­edly ap­pear­ance mar­velously after just now com­pletely out-of-con­trol a so­bri­ety, after long-time whoosh­ing, his right arm sud­denly in shiv­er­ing lifts, the five fin­gers open, fierce pound­ing ap­proaches own chest.
Pū!!
Fulled floaded op­er­a­tion all strengths the five fin­gers to prick the chest ma­li­ciously, gripped five deep blood holes, five blood from the pores of the feet flew to shoot, the se­vere pain made Yun Che re­store many clear un­der­stand­ing in that flash, get lost strongly crawled to being far away from the Mu Feixue place...
„...” Mu Feixue sets out in the silent­ness, ab­sent-minded looks that Yun Che ac­tu­ally goes all out to move in the pain to being apart from she far­thest cor­ner, the place that he climbs over, towed an in­com­pa­ra­bly scar­let blood­stain.
„Hits... Faint... I...”
Rolled up the cor­ner in ice­house, Yun Che has made the sound sud­denly, but short three char­ac­ters, ac­tu­ally hoarse at all likely was not the sound of hu­man­ity, but re­sem­bled came from des­per­ate wild beast.
„...” Has Mu Feixue moved, even for­got that cov­ers the lus­ter of the skin that one­self do not cover up. On cherry color flow­ery lips is print­ing a blood­stain... That is Yun Che stays be­hind.
Her pro­found strength was blocked by Mu Xu­anyin com­pletely, even if she thinks, at all im­pos­si­ble to knock down Yun Che.
„Quick...... Ah!!”
Yun Che manic pain is bel­low­ing, only clear un­der­stand­ing told him, the final rea­son, mo­men­tar­ily again com­pletely will be em­bez­zled by the de­sire.
I... Can­not...
Can­not!!!
Yun Che's both eyes stared sud­denly in a big way, the shade of dark green blue True Dragon reap­peared on him to­gether in­stant, with let shak­ing world Dragon Roar that the world trem­bled to­gether suf­fi­ciently.
„Hǒu!!!!”
The Dragon Soul re­lease, the Yun Che's brain re­stored enor­mous clear un­der­stand­ing all of a sud­den, clear un­der­stand­ing to at least is enough he to mo­bi­lize enough strength...
„Aaah!!” Yun Che with­out hes­i­ta­tion all con­cen­tra­tions of ef­forts above the right arm, bang ma­li­ciously has ap­proached own tem­ples.
Bang!!!
The heav­i­ness of this fist, shakes the en­tire ice­house slightly to shake.
Out­side the ice­house, Mu Xu­anyin in peace­ful mind has opened the eye fiercely.
This is... True Dragon aura!?
Mu Xu­anyin pupil light in flash book­let to below ice­house. Be­cause of the ori­gin of this True Dragon aura, un­ex­pect­edly in ice­house!
The Mu Xu­anyin form in a flash, has flick­ered be­fore the ice­house, a palm strokes, the the front ice wall melts im­me­di­ately.
Pre­sent, mak­ing her pupil light pre­sent in­stant fram­ing.
The cor­ner of ice­house, Yun Che pre­sents a pos­ture of dis­tor­tion is sit­ting down ex­hausted there, whole body cru­en­ta­tion, front five blood holes, al­though stopped bleed­ing, but is as be­fore alarmed.
His eye is open­ing, but the vi­sion sev­eral nearly are com­pletely lax, is half co­matose con­di­tion. But Mu Feixue pro­found strength was sealed, can in­jure his, only has him.
Mu Feixue stands in an­other cor­ner, the whole body snow clothes has dis­rupted com­pletely, lus­ter of the skin snow light class mag­nif­i­cent, mak­ing the Mu Xu­anyin heart live to ac­claim, but, in her lus­ter of the skin, al­though is sur­viv­ing some dev­as­tated traces, her Yuan Yin en­ergy breath ac­tu­ally as be­fore pure.
Among them in the ground, is draw­ing a long blood­stain.
„...” Mu Xu­anyin stood there silently for a long time, slowly lifted the step, has ar­rived at side Yun Che's.
Snow du­pli­cate, presses gen­tly in the Yun Che's chest, ice-cold aura silent emerges, is scat­ter­ing fast still in his within the body berserk Horned Dragon's Blood air/Qi.
Mu Feixue stands there, con­tin­u­ously in de­cid­ing looks at Yun Che, ices the ray in pupil no longer cold sta­tic, but is the un­prece­dented con­fu­sion. When first time fac­ing Mu Xu­anyin, she has for­got­ten kneel­ing down and bow re­spect with both hands clasped.
Under Mu Xu­anyin cold qi, Yun Che's breath fi­nally no longer that scald­ing hot, the body no longer con­vul­sion, the painful color on face also grad­u­ally elim­i­nates.
„Che'er, you why even so, isn't will­ing to touch Feixue?”
Mu Xu­anyin asked in a low voice.
Just now, she dis­obeys or­ders and is un­ap­pre­cia­tive be­cause of Yun Che's to lose one's tem­per, pours into the blood of Horned Dragon to him force­fully, seals into him and Mu Feixue the ice­house. But at this mo­ment, fac­ing under the blood of Horned Dragon suf­fered the en­tire two quar­ters truly not to want Mu Feixue, Yun Che that but also was cut and bruised all over by one­self, she should an­grier... But ac­tu­ally does not know why how un­able to get angry.
The Yun Che lip opens and closes, he ap­proaches stu­por, as be­fore is ac­tu­ally re­tain­ing the ex­tremely fuzzy con­scious­ness: „If other peo­ple... dis­ci­ple... will lis­ten to the Hon­ored Mas­ter words... But she... dis­ci­ple... can­not achieve... Can­not...”
Mu Feixue: „...”
„Why?” Mu Xu­anyin asked.
„Be­cause... She... Like... Lit­tle Fairy...”
The Yun Che's sound stops, read „Lit­tle Fairy” lowly three char­ac­ters, his ex­pres­sion has cov­ered the pain sud­denly, for a very long time was not loose.
„Lit­tle Fairy? Who is she?” The Mu Xu­anyin pupil light moves slightly. Mu Bingyun told her about the Yun Che's words, did not have this name.
„She... Al­ready... Not in world...” The Yun Che's will is even more fuzzy, but sound is more painful.
Be­cause that is his Soul most deep place, is most painful, is most ashamed, place that most re­gret, most can­not move.
Mu Feixue: „...”
„...” Mu Xu­anyin is speech­less for a while, the Horned Dragon's Blood air/Qi had been dri­ven away com­pletely, her palm puts aside from the Yun Che's chest slowly.
„dis­ci­ple... asked Hon­ored Mas­ter... to with­draw an order...” Yun Che com­plex­ion flood white, both eyes slowly closes under: „Oth­er­wise... Jas­mine knows... Words... Meet­ing... Dis­likes my...”
Eye­lid com­plete gath­ers, Yun Che fainted fi­nally thor­oughly.
These words, from his Soul deep place, but he re­al­izes under the dis­so­ci­a­tion, after wak­ing up, does not re­mem­ber one have said any­thing.
Mu Xu­anyin stands up, then has trans­ferred spook­ily, has faced Mu Feixue.
„Feixue, told your grand­fa­ther, for­merly de­ci­sion can­celled.”
With­out the anger, does not have the dig­nity, a words exit / to speak, in­clud­ing her in sur­prised, so will be why easy to take back the given com­mand.
More­over, is she above the sect con­gress, works as the com­mand of Sect Mas­ter the peo­ple are set­ting.
re­stric­tion van­ishes in the si­lence. Mu Feixue strokes in the front lightly, the naked lus­ter of the skin turned round on new snow clothes. Her rit­ual, does not have slightly ac­cord­ingly, folds the body to leave.
„Wait / Etc.!” Mu Xu­anyin sud­denly makes noise, slightly, slow sound track: „Makes Huanzhi come, this king has the mat­ter to con­fess him.”
......
Is bathing every­where fly­ing snow, the Mu Feixue alone going out tem­ple, then, she stopped there, silently looks at pre­sent the pale world, but her in­ner­most feel­ings, again are ac­tu­ally not able to look like the snow ter­ri­tory like that si­lenc­ing.
„He... Is what kind of per­son...”
Her gen­tly twit­ter­ing.
Lit­tle Fairy... not per­son in world... He ac­tu­ally for her, rather with­stands greatly suf­fers, rather self-mu­ti­la­tion, rather de­fies Sect Mas­ter's Com­mand...
I look like her re­ally...
Once, her world had pure snow and ice, did not have a triv­ial flaw and dust.
But, that under Sect Mas­ter's Com­mand, rather is in deep sor­row is not will­ing to touch her man, ac­tu­ally in one in­stant, form deep print­ing to her soul in... Per­haps, is un­able to can­cel again.
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The rush­ing to­ward tem­ple that Mu Huanzhi is burn­ing with im­pa­tience, be­fore just ar­rived at the main en­trance, then saw that Mu Xu­anyin is cross­ing the hands be­hind the back to stand, vi­sion cold Clear, re­sem­bling is wait­ing for him.
Mu Huanzhi goes for­ward hastily, does obei­sance by far: „Huanzhi pays re­spect to Sect Mas­ter, work Sect Mas­ter waits for a long time, Huanzhi is ex­tremely ter­ri­fied.”
„Sets out.” The Mu Xu­anyin sound passes through the wind and snow, re­sem­bles to bring ex­haust­edly some.
„Huanzhi, this king shouted you to come, the mat­ter needed you to do.”
Mu Huanzhi sets out to nod the head: „Asked Sect Mas­ter to tell.”
„Feixue mat­ter...” In Mu Xu­anyin pupil light ice-cold is bring­ing com­plex some: „She and Yun Che's mat­ter, re­lin­quishes for the time being. How­ever, does not have per­mis­sion of this king, you can­not per­mit Feixue se­cretly to any­body!”
The last few words have clearly taken se­verely, the Mu Huanzhi heart jumps, pon­dered with­out enough time, hastily nod: „Yes.”
„this king mat­ter that wants you to do, seeks for four things.”
In the Mu Huanzhi heart moves, sets up­right high the ear... Sect Mas­ter told thing that by one­self he seeks, is ab­solutely un­usual.
„These four things, are Qilin Horn, re­tain at least seven points of spirit strength Wood Spirit Bead re­spec­tively, Nine Stars Bud­dha Di­vine Jade, as well as... Com­plete Em­peror Im­mor­tal Grass!”
The Mu Huanzhi con­geal­ing ear lis­tens qui­etly at first, when hear­ing „Wood Spirit Bead”, he is sur­prised raise one's head, later „Nine Stars Bud­dha Di­vine Jade” and „Em­peror Im­mor­tal Grass” lets his throat heav­ily „gur­gle”.
Qilin Horn did not say first that „Wood Spirit Bead” is life source bead of Wood Spirit Race per­son, once takes out, Wood Spirit will as­sign the dead soul to be loose. As Wood Spirit Race was cap­tured and killed mas­sively, be­comes more and more scarce, nat­u­rally causes the Wood Spirit Bead sell­ing price to be get­ting higher and higher. In ad­di­tion hunts and kills Wood Spirit is the recog­ni­tion dis­obeys cor­rect path hu­man­ity, thus Wood Spirit Bead al­ways in pri­vate sells, no­body dares to pub­li­cize. There­fore now wants to re­sult in Wood Spirit Bead is the count­less suf­fer­ings and hard­ships... Do not say that re­tains at least seven points of spirit strength Wood Spirit Bead.
Also can hunt and kill Wood Spirit..., but the mat­ter of this type of dis­obey­ing heaven de­fy­ing [say / way], cor­rect path pro­found prac­ti­tioner... at least on out­wardly will not do.
If said that Wood Spirit Bead at least may also ob­tain, then „Nine Stars Bud­dha Di­vine Jade” and „Em­peror Im­mor­tal Grass”... That ba­si­cally only pre­sents the thing in record com­pletely, sev­eral thou­sand years may not hear one time about their hearsay. Ver­ti­cal is High-Rank Star Realm, wants to ob­tain is the count­less suf­fer­ings and hard­ships.