1022: Dark night fang

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ATG :: VOLUME #10 SNOW SONG'S FLAME GOD (吟雪炎神)
#1022: Dark night fang
   
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The Situ Xiongy­ing un­usual form lets Madame Situ and Mu Xi­aolan had a scare, Mu Xi­aolan hur­ry­ing small sound track: „Fa­ther, you? Is where is un­com­fort­able?”
„...” The Situ Xiongy­ing lip opened and closed sev­eral times, ob­sti­nately could not say a char­ac­ter, until his throat ma­li­ciously „gur­gle”, fi­nally is slightly slow pant­ing, but the com­plex­ion was as be­fore pal­lid: „Does not have... Not any­thing, he... He... He is re­ally...”
Al­ways first time sees the re­sponse of fa­ther so ex­ag­ger­a­tion, Mu Xi­aolan „pū” a chuckle gets up: „Hee hee, the fa­ther also such will be afraid his sta­tus. Ac­tu­ally has not re­lated, al­though Yun Che is Sect Mas­ter di­rect dis­ci­ple, such that but he said like Se­nior Brother Hanyi, will never de­pend own sta­tus op­pres­sion per­son. Like... He after into Sect Mas­ter di­rect dis­ci­ple, called me Se­nior Sis­ter as be­fore, ap­pear­ance that has not kept aloof. Be­fore thought that he had many places to be spe­cially re­pug­nant, now, felt that he had many places is very good.”
„Right fa­ther, on pro­found ark, what words he did draw him to speak on the quiet? Should... Won't have words that what is dis­re­spect­ful?” Mu Xi­aolan asked.
Mu Xi­aolan does not raise for­tu­nately, thinks for­merly warned and de­spised to Yun Che's cold Mei, the Situ Xiongy­ing whole body in a flash, fell, the pulp that the chair grinds.
No­body doubts the Yun Che's iden­tity, be­cause in Snow Song Realm, ex­cept for live is im­pa­tient, but also no­body dares to pre­tend to be Realm King di­rect dis­ci­ple, let alone said his sta­tus Mu Hanyi.
Under shock­ing and huge de­ter­rent that „Realm King di­rect dis­ci­ple” brings, in the main hall is falls the nee­dle to hear that every­body at­mos­phere does not dare to breathe heav­ily. Feng Huituo and Feng Hange stand in the both sides, be­fore the body the bow, feared that be­fore is Yun Che takes a seat, they do not dare to move one step.
Yun Che has not gone for­ward in light of this, but puts out a snow white busy jade box, is in front of peo­ple to open di­rectly, ap­peared fluc­tu­at­ing the dim ice blue bril­liance nine grass, in a flash, pure cold qi turned round to fill the en­tire main hall, let all per­son mind clear(ly), the vi­sion was at­tracted firmly, is un­able to leave.
„Ice Wind Monarch, this grass named 'Nine Leaf Cold Glass', for the growth in one of the Nether­frost Heav­enly Lake won­der­ful grass, may quench the body to pu­rify the mind. The lit­tle gift, con­grat­u­lated the Monarch mil­len­nium birth­days, but also please kindly ac­cept.”
Al­though the goal is Qilin Horn, but is not only pays birth­day re­spects, nat­u­rally is not good but empty-handed. This Nine Leaf Cold Glass, is he thinks on the way tem­porar­ily good con­grat­u­la­tory gift, in­deed is the growth in one of the Nether­frost Heav­enly Lake re­gion won­der­ful grass, is think­ing is used to give Monarch, was prob­a­bly OK.
this pe­riod of time he was closed by Mu Xu­anyin in the Nether­frost Heav­enly Lake re­gion, in­side strange flower and grass wants cer­tainly to pick many to pick many, but he by far had un­der­es­ti­mated „Nether­frost Heav­enly Lake” four char­ac­ters in the Snow Song Realm com­po­nent, hears this un­ex­pect­edly is the growth in the thing of Nether­frost Heav­enly Lake, in the main hall all peo­ple... In­clud­ing Mu Hanyi Mu Xi­aolan, is mouth big, the both eyes cir­cle stares.
Feng Huituo both hands stretch out slowly, ac­tu­ally for a very long time does not dare to for­ward, in the mouth flut­ters to dis­cuss: „So sa­cred relic, Small King... what Dehe can...”
„Since is the Se­nior Brother Yun Che good in­tent, Im­pe­r­ial Fa­ther ac­cepts.” Mu Hanyi said with a smile.
Feng Huituo then put out a hand to re­ceive Nine Leaf Cold Glass, the move­ment ar­rived at the ex­treme cau­tiously, he hug­ging in front, trem­bling sound track: „Has not thought that Small King can come from Nether­frost Heav­enly Lake sa­cred relic in the life­time un­ex­pect­edly, Great Realm King and great kind­ness of vir­tu­ous nephew, Small King is re­ally... Re­ally does not know how is re­port.”
Thing from Nether­frost Heav­enly Lake, even if only grain of grit, may be called sa­cred relic in the com­mon peo­ple eyes.
„Nephew Yun,” Feng Huituo ex­cited is bring­ing se­ri­ously: „This time you visit Ice Wind, must keep some date and time, mak­ing Small King have the op­por­tu­nity to show the grat­i­tude slightly... Nephew Yun will but have any­thing to re­quest or the in­struc­tion from now on, per­forms to of­fi­cially in­form the Small King life, Small King uses surely fully, will­ing to risk one­self through ten thou­sand death.”
This is sweet talk from coun­try king, the Yun Che's per­for­mance is ac­tu­ally stems from all peo­ple to ex­pect that should not be light of this age, but op­tional beck­ons with the hand: „Ice Wind Monarch, you spoke dis­creetly. ju­nior this time is to pre­sent the name of Hon­ored Mas­ter comes to offer birth­day con­grat­u­la­tions, is only an or­di­nary guest.”
In the main hall, a flat­ter pats dis­tantly: „The Nephew Yun not only sta­tus ven­er­ates, nat­ural tal­ent un­prece­dented now, un­ex­pect­edly so is cer­tainly hum­ble cour­te­ous, is re­ally ad­mires Ah! im­pres­sive”
The first flat­ter sound gets up, main hall peo­ple im­me­di­ately as if awak­en­ing from a dream, the word of flat­tery im­me­di­ately such as roar­ing re­peat, con­tin­u­ously.
„Such per­son is out­stand­ing, al­ways only sees!”
„Nephew Yun, but Great Realm King Qin Xuan dis­ci­ple, how can also not be on the per­son the per­son.”
„Great Realm King se­lects so teaches other peo­ple, is not only the good for­tune of Great Realm King, is the good for­tune of our Snow Song Realm.”
......
After Pur­ple Saint Crown Prince com­plex­ion stiffly for a long time, fi­nally has re­laxed sev­eral points, he sev­eral steps for­wards, the bow the body was say­ing: „Small King this time ar­rives at Ice Wind, can see the grace­ful bear­ing of Brother Yun, al­ready not in vain this line... Not! This did not live in vain... Also con­grat­u­lates Ice Wind Monarch, un­ex­pect­edly Great Realm King and Brother Yun so deep af­fec­tion.”
At this time faces Feng Huituo again, the Pur­ple Saint Crown Prince stance and for­merly is en­tirely dif­fer­ent, which also has the ar­ro­gance of least bit and proudly, each char­ac­ter, is bring­ing deeply ter­ri­fied rest­less.
„Ha Ha Ha Ha,” Feng Huituo laughs, after ini­tial panic-stricken, fast as­cen­sion nat­u­rally is as in­tense as rous­ing of ex­treme. Realm King di­rect dis­ci­ple ar­rives at the birth­day... Realm King own com­mand, this at Snow Song var­i­ous coun­tries def­i­nitely have not had the mat­ter, do not say that also has of­fered the heavy rit­ual from Nether­frost Heav­enly Lake.
Also when this mo­ment honor, com­pared with he ini­tially as­cends the im­pe­r­ial throne wants pow­er­ful hun­dred times.
„Nephew Yun, in­vited the seat of honor quickly! Fel­low hon­ored guests, today, were I since birth the most pleas­antly sur­prised date, even if life fi­nally this, is this life not re­grets. Nu­mer­ous po­si­tions, along with me under the honor that to­gether in Great Realm King and Nephew Yun be­stow drinks to heart's con­tent heartily, is not drunk does not turn over to! Ha ha ha ha ha...”
When Feng Huituo rouses, has not for­got­ten „im­por­tant mat­ter”, al­most roared is con­geal­ing passes mes­sage un­re­li­ably: Quick! Goes to arrange Ice Cer­e­mo­nial Palace quickly, icing mag­nif­i­cence Zhan, cold spirit blan­ket... Ten thou­sand years of spirit liquor and dif­fer­ent fruit that these hide away pre­pare in Ice Cer­e­mo­nial Palace com­pletely! Let the wind and snow palace fast se­lect ten in the city... No! Is 20 looks most ex­cel­lent vir­gins... Fast goes!! Three dou­ble-hour can­not arrange, I have chopped your --- per­son­ally wait / etc.! Let Han­jin dress up well, shift­ing to an ear­lier time mar­quis in Ice Cer­e­mo­nial Palace!
Feng Huituo lost bel­low­ing of king im­pres­sive and dig­ni­fied man­ner ob­vi­ously, caus­ing the full house should with, this Ice Wind Em­peror birth­day feast, in light of this by the at­mos­phere be­gin­ning that all peo­ple are un­ex­pected...
Until sky dark, just now fin­ished.
But the lead not in the least ques­tion of this king birth­day feast turned into Yun Che from Feng Huituo, after see­ing Yun Che's does not have the stance firmly, these have in Snow Song Realm up­ward col­lect, the flat­ter sound that the char­ac­ters of ex­tremely high sta­tus all rush to be first, flat­ters and whoa to be lin­ger­ing on faintly.
Yun Che sta­tus pub­lic around re­ceives the huge change of treat­ment, what ex­po­si­tion is the naked human na­ture, this with has noth­ing to do in Pro­found Sky Con­ti­nent or God Realm... Which plane with being in does not re­late.
--- --- --- --- --- ---
The cur­tain of night sinks.
The Mu Hanyi one per­son alone stands under ice tree, the fa­cial color is tran­quil, in hand silently holds ap­pre­cia­tively ice flower, is look­ing at the front that both eyes de­cide, the pupil light is not tur­bu­lent, seems is think­ing deeply about any­thing vig­or­ously.
„Thir­teen younger brother, you how here?”
Wore mag­nif­i­cent and ex­pen­sive form half step to ar­rive at his body side, was Ice Wind Crown Prince Feng Hange, [say / way] that he some­what blamed: „Doesn't Im­pe­r­ial Fa­ther make you ac­com­pany Yun Che? Looked a mo­ment ago you were not, I also think that you and Im­pe­r­ial Fa­ther saw a vis­i­tor out to­gether, how will a per­son be in a daze here? If there is ne­glected Yun Che, but was bad.”
ding!
ice flower breaks off in the hand of Mu Hanyi, along with draw­ing of his five fin­gers, changes to the ice pow­der that scat­ters, he said with a smile: „Im­pe­r­ial Brother felt re­lieved that he does not need me to be in­vited along. But I, mat­ter pos­i­tive elec­trode for puz­zled, just Im­pe­r­ial Brother came, could dis­pel doubt for me.”
„What mat­ter?” Feng Hange knit­ting the brows head.
Mu Hanyi has turned around, under more and more deep cur­tain of night, his both eyes ac­tu­ally passes is let­ting the per­son pal­pi­ta­tion the dark­ness: „You said why Sect Mas­ter will make Yun Che at­tend the Im­pe­r­ial Fa­ther birth­day feast?”
Feng Hange is slightly sur­prised, along with it [say / way]: „This... This gra­cious gift in­deed was some­what big, Im­pe­r­ial Fa­ther com­pletely was also un­ex­pected. How­ever by my guess, the Thir­teen younger brother a few years ago had been widely known as to be most likely be­comes the Great Realm King di­rect dis­ci­ple per­son, but so under the mo­men­tum, Great Realm King ac­tu­ally has se­lected other peo­ple, per­haps thought that this has the in­flu­ence to the Ice Wind pres­tige surely, under to you, had a deficit to our Ice Wind Em­pire, there­fore as­signs Yun Che to come, in­spires my Ice Wind na­tional pres­tige, as com­pen­sa­tion.”
„Ha Ha Ha Ha.” Mu Hanyi has laughed: „These words that Im­pe­r­ial Brother, you spoke, do you be­lieve?”
Feng Hange: „...”
„If other sect, or other Em­pire, under this sit­u­a­tion, in­deed will com­fort the will of the peo­ple with sim­i­lar method. But, Sect Mas­ter is the what kind char­ac­ter, in her eyes, our huge Ice Wind Em­pire, but is the place of ants, even if con­ve­niently our na­tional ter­ri­tory com­plete de­struc­tion, will not have de­cid­edly half silk has a deficit the feel­ing.”
„Un­manned has the qual­i­fi­ca­tions to make her com­pen­sate any­thing!”
„Sect Mas­ter reigns dur­ing for ten thou­sand years, many na­tive coun­try to die and dy­nasty change and Xindi as­cend the throne, she has paid never at­ten­tion, does not match by her is paid at­ten­tion. But this time is the Im­pe­r­ial Fa­ther mil­len­nium birth­day feasts, she made di­rect dis­ci­ple that just re­ceived come, how wants ex­tremely not to be nor­mal, was at least im­pos­si­ble to offer birth­day con­grat­u­la­tions merely.”
„...” The Mu Hanyi spo­ken lan­guage made Feng Hange stare dull a while, shook the head say­ing: „You said that al­though is rea­son­able, but also is your ab­surdly guesses. The Great Realm King what kind char­ac­ter, her thoughts can it be that we can guess. Fur­ther­more, you also said our Ice Wind Em­pire in the Great Realm King eye is the place of triv­ial ants, is not only the place of ants, can have what to have the qual­i­fi­ca­tions to let the thing of Great Realm King de­sir­ably scheme? Do not in­dulge in flights of fancy, en­ter­tains the good hon­ored guest re­lieved. Whether or not has other any goals, Yun Che's ar­rives, to our Ice Wind Em­pire, only then the end­less ad­van­tage, does not may the least bit ne­glect.”
„The thing of scheme?” Sev­eral char­ac­ters in Feng Hange words make the Mu Hanyi brow sink, along with it eye seam nar­rows the eyes slowly, the eye pupil be­comes the in­com­pa­ra­ble pro­found­ness.
„What did you say?” Feng Hange has not heard clearly his low to read.
„Noth­ing.” Mu Hanyi raises head: „Can be­come Sect Mas­ter's di­rect dis­ci­ple is re­ally good, the no­bil­ity, is a side over­lord, wants obe­di­ently to bow the head, Im­pe­r­ial Fa­ther, wishes one could to act servilely.”
„That is nat­ural.” Feng Hange said: „Is Great Realm King di­rect dis­ci­ple, who dares to annoy? Who dares to dis­re­spect? The Thir­teen younger brother, why you sud­denly have this feel­ing.”
„I am only some am not will­ingly.” Mu Hanyi sighed the one breath lightly: „Im­pe­r­ial Brother pos­si­bly has not to know that for­merly in com­pet­ing for the com­pe­ti­tion of Sect Mas­ter di­rect dis­ci­ple, I had vic­tory in the hand, but, fi­nally... Short counts breaths... Oth­er­wise, these halo... on my body!”
To Yun Che spoke frankly one „ac­cepted con­fi­dently” Mu Hanyi ac­tu­ally the tooth tightly bites at this time, both hands knuckle that grips tightly turns white in­ter­mit­tently.
Feng Hange for­warded, puts out a hand to pat the shoul­der of Mu Hanyi: „Im­pe­r­ial Fa­ther and I after know­ing you can­not be­come di­rect dis­ci­ple, ex­tremely loses sim­i­larly. Your these years ef­forts and hopes, Im­pe­r­ial Fa­ther and I am clear­est, know that you do not cer­tainly feel bet­ter, but des­tiny so , can only ac­cept. Great Realm King al­ways des­ig­nated that di­rect dis­ci­ple is very se­vere, since she des­ig­nates Yun Che, ex­plained that he de­cides how­ever has the forte... Do not think again.”
„He in­deed has forte, I am un­able not to ac­knowl­edge. The half a month ago Sect Mas­ter con­gress, he showed off, but I, ac­tu­ally can only de­gen­er­ate into the step­ping-stone and joke.” Mu Hanyi deep in­spi­ra­tion, then vi­sual sky over, tonal­ity sud­denly slow: „Im­pe­r­ial Brother, you said that if Yun Che van­ished in the world sud­denly, then, should be my thing, can come back in light of this?”
Slow in­com­pa­ra­ble a few words, star­tled Feng Hange looks ashen in­stan­ta­neously: „You... What did you say?”
He hur­ries to look in all di­rec­tions, was de­ter­min­ing that the non- tal­ented per­son quick steps for­ward, one grasps the arm of Mu Hanyi, panic-stricken [say / way]: „You were in­sane! No won­der you... You think...”
„He He,” Mu Hanyi is ac­tu­ally thin smile: „Im­pe­r­ial Brother should not be anx­ious, I spoke thought­lessly a say­ing.”
„Any­thing spoke thought­lessly a say­ing!” The Feng Hange both eyes cir­cle stares, whole body cold sweat straight, he clenches jaws say­ing: „This words can speak ir­re­spon­si­bly ca­su­ally! Great Realm King has the en­ergy of ex­ceed­ingly high pen­e­trat­ing place, you... You...”
„I know cer­tainly.” Mu Hanyi at a mod­er­ate pace grasps Feng Hange in one­self arm moves away, in­com­pa­ra­bly light say­ing with a smile: „There­fore I have the huge courage, does not dare to do the mat­ter of that trea­son and heresy in the Im­pe­r­ial Brother heart thinks ab­solutely. Also, Yun Che is in our Ice Wind now, if some peo­ple must be dis­ad­van­ta­geous to him, I re­ally have such idea , can only go all out to boldly thrust for­ward to pro­tect, if oth­er­wise had an ac­ci­dent here, Sect Mas­ter is in a rage , to con­tinue you, I and Im­pe­r­ial Fa­ther, feared that was our en­tire Ice Wind must be fin­ished.”
Feng Hange de­cides is star­ing at Mu Hanyi, some lit­tle time , the heart­beat and breath fi­nally have re­laxed, his heav­ily [say / way]: „I know that you do not have such guts, but you have cer­tainly such read­ing to think... From now on, you such read­ing wants un­able to have, to Yun Che, must like re­spect to obey --- to Im­pe­r­ial Fa­ther, re­gard­less of you are un­will­ing! Hears not to have!”
„Knew. In this world, Im­pe­r­ial Brother most un­der­stands me, is cer­tainly clear I pos­si­bly is not does to ob­tain the per­son of that mat­ter, felt re­lieved.” Mu Hanyi fa­cial color con­fi­dent [say / way].
„...” Feng Hange nod­ded, this true re­as­sur­ance.
„Just now words, when has not all said. I en­ter­tain Yun Che, your sober­ing brain, later again goes here.”
Feng Hange dis­perses the cold sweat of whole body with pro­found strength, the heavy Shu one breath, the quick steps leave.
The sound of foot­steps is far away fast, Mu Hanyi has then turned around, vi­sual the Feng Hange back com­pletely is van­ish­ing in the line of sight, both eyes nar­row the eyes slowly, the pupil light be­comes such as the dark night is gloomy, in the mouth sends out the ice-cold ridicule:
„Why this is, you for­ever can only be can­not be­come the waste of im­por­tant mat­ter.”