1023: Soul warning sign

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ATG :: VOLUME #10 SNOW SONG'S FLAME GOD (吟雪炎神)
#1023: Soul warning sign
   
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After leav­ing at the end, when Feng Huituo sees a vis­i­tor out, Yun Che ca­su­ally looks for a gap to dodge, strolled a small lit­tle while after Im­pe­r­ial Palace ca­su­ally, then stops pond that be­fore strange has not con­gealed, is star­ing at the green leaves of above fluc­tu­a­tion, long ex­pi­ra­tion.
Rest­less a day, until this time ear also in hum­ming sound straight sound, but how he re­gard­ing does Qilin Horn, still does not have the clue.
„Ex­pec­ta­tion is much more dif­fi­cult.” Yun Che de­pressed think­ing aloud.
In Mu Xu­anyin there, but is the mat­ter of a few words. But to his here, ac­tu­ally does not know how should exit / to speak. After all, Ice Wind Em­pire and he does not have en­mity to be not re­sent­ful, but also is re­spect­ful to him, was Ice Wind Em­peror, the Feng Huituo suc­ces­sive „will­ing to risk one­self through ten thou­sand death” said that if one­self the di­rect yawn wanted Qilin Horn...
That is in the Ice Wind Em­pire cog­ni­tion, is town coun­try sa­cred relic Ah! of na­tional des­tiny
In Snow Song Realm, be­sides Mu Xu­anyin, seem­ingly also re­ally no­body can open this mouth.
But ex­cept for opens the mouth to want force­fully, what other also means can also have? Dif­fi­cult to be in­ad­e­quate to steal? Not to men­tion as town coun­try sa­cred relic, hides in­evitably in covertly, guards the most stern place, even if knew re­ally its place of ex­is­tence, why one­self does steal?
Mu Xu­anyin this time spe­cially stressed that lets his one per­son alone, but, by his pre­sent pro­found strength, in Im­pe­r­ial Palace ca­sual high level body­guards can his sec­ond. As for af­ter­ward Mu Xi­aolan of ac­ci­den­tal col­league... was the child in such an arrange­ment that linked him to be in­fe­rior.
„Oh? Yun Che, you rushed to here to come.”
When Yun Che can­not find way out, the Mu Xi­aolan foot­steps walked lithely, then quite smart-alecky small jumped the step to stand the Yun Che's body side, grin­ning [say / way]: „Hee hee, thought today own ultra power and pres­tige?”
„...” Yun Che as­pi­rated, has not spo­ken.
„Well? How do you seem not too happy ap­pear­ance?” Mu Xi­aolan has poked head, what sees is one ab­solutely does not have the ex­pres­sion face.
„What has to be quite happy?” Yun Che crooked mouth awry.
„Well... That many peo­ple com­mended you, flat­tered you, rush­ing to be first pro­posed a toast to you, must bend the waist in­clud­ing Se­nior Brother Hanyi Im­pe­r­ial Fa­ther with you speaks, I did not be­lieve you not to be fa­vorite.” Mu Xi­aolan has roused the cheek gang.
Yun Che sighed one lightly, said: „You thought that they flat­tered, the per­son of awe, was I?”
„Eh?” Mu Xi­aolan stares.
„No,” Yun Che shakes the head: „They awe and per­son of flat­tery truly, is Hon­ored Mas­ter.”
„Be­fore I have not sent out the di­rect dis­ci­ple sta­tus, per­son few in main hall many looked at my one eyes, Ice Wind Monarch links me just not to re­mem­ber from re­port soon name, not only they, your fa­ther, taunted my fam­ily back­ground on pro­found ark with­out scru­ple, and stern coun­te­nance wanted me to leave you.”
„Ah!!” Mu Xi­aolan had a scare, small face white sev­eral points: „Fa­ther he... He...”
„Good, you do not use anx­iously, I also had not said that must blame your fa­ther.” Yun Che put out a hand to poke her fore­head lightly: „You cross the lit­tle while ar­rives at your par­ents' there time, re­mem­bers that with your Fa­ther said does not need to worry about today's mat­ter, does not need to ar­rive in front of me to apol­o­gize spe­cially, I have not cared com­pletely, he in province can­not have a good sleep to think in the evening.”
Mu Xi­aolan puts out a hand to cover the fore­head, fi­nally un­der­stands why today the fa­ther has spo­ken in­co­her­ently scared wit­less, she said fright­enedly: „Fa­ther he un­ex­pect­edly... Your you... Don't you blame him re­ally?”
„Has any­thing to be quite strange.” Yun Che peak a shoul­der: „Isn't this nor­mal mat­ter? Also has the fam­ily back­ground by my own pro­found strength, be­fore these great peo­ple, only matches to ob­tain such treat­ment.”
„How­ever change on their man­ner, only be­cause of my Sect Mas­ter di­rect dis­ci­ple sta­tus.”
„Hon­ored Mas­ter she, even if did not have Snow Song Realm King and Ice Phoenix Sect Mas­ter's sta­tus, the Snow Song Realm per­son will awe to her like Di­vine Spirit as be­fore, but I, if no sta­tus that Hon­ored Mas­ter has given, let alone this group of peo­ple's com­men­da­tion flat­tery, feared today is they looks at my one eyes un­able. There­fore, I do not have any­thing to be quite happy, clearly rec­og­nized in this world the strength to re­vere ac­tu­ally re­al­ity.”
Mu Xi­aolan has gawked slightly a while, then shakes the head say­ing: „You said not com­pletely is right. Al­though your pre­sent pro­found strength is not too out­stand­ing, but your cold ice nat­ural tal­ent that high, is Great Realm King di­rect dis­ci­ple, soon, can cer­tainly turn into the great per­son who the strength keeps aloof, no­body will sus­pect this point, there­fore they flat­ter you to be also nat­ural now.”
„Con­sid­ers as fin­ished.” Yun Che in­dif­fer­ent [say / way]: „Has 2-3 years in any case again... Most 34 years later, I will leave here. In our Blue Pole Star, I am Great Realm King, wants the power and pres­tige how to be how im­pos­ing!”
„.” Mu Xi­aolan de­spises white his eyes, then with the sound that only then can hear talked to one­self low voice: „Was di­rect dis­ci­ple, Sect Mas­ter will make you go back to be strange.”
How­ever, Fa­ther meets him to say such words on pro­found ark un­ex­pect­edly... Aaah! is good to lose face, what to do should...
„You... Re­ally not strange Fa­ther?” Mu Xi­aolan low­ers the head, does not feel re­lieved and asked. The sound is very small, brings to be guilty and rest­less.
„If oth­ers, trade to make my be­fore­hand tem­pera­ment, al­ready... cough cough cough, since is the Se­nior Sis­ter Xi­aolan fa­ther, I nat­u­rally am one ~~ Ding ~~ se­lects is not strange.” Ap­pear­ance that Yun Che vows solemnly: „More­over, I know that your fa­ther is far from vil­lian, he warned that I also stem from your care.”
The Yun Che ex­ten­sion glances at the light, looks at the Mu Xi­aolan shiny smooth crisp pow­der the side face: „Can look, your fa­ther dis­po­si­tion is very di­rect frankly, bad, dis­dains the city palace, just met with me, then does not cover up, straight­for­ward per­for­mance to my con­tempt, al­though at that time seemed es­pe­cially rogue, but not fear­ful... Se­nior Sis­ter Xi­aolan, you know that in this world, what per­son is most fear­ful?”
„Eh?” Mu Xi­aolan open­ing mouth lip.
„Is that type will never make the per­son see own true laugh­ter , anger , sor­row and hap­pi­ness, re­gard­less of faces any­one, even if micro if the weak one of the ants is even in­com­pa­ra­ble the per­son of de­test­ing, for­ever makes peo­ple think per­son who such as washes the spring breeze!”
When spoke these words, the Yun Che's face and look, are pass­ing aus­tere heavy.
„...” A Mu Xi­aolan face is con­fused, does not un­der­stand why Yun Che said these sud­denly.
„This per­son, its bears pa­tiently, the city palace and plans is very fear­ful... It is not the gen­eral fear­ful­ness, at least, I can­not achieve de­cid­edly be­fore a per­son of ex­tremely hate per­fect does not re­veal ha­tred, even can also in­com­pa­ra­bly nat­ural talk­ing and laugh­ing mer­rily. This per­son, will not in­jure some­one gen­er­ally, more­over looks like the sage to be ad­mired, com­mended gen­er­ally, re­spected sim­ply and ad­mires by al­most all peo­ple, but he, once must kill some­body... After the thor­ough bal­ance, has under the ab­solute as­sur­ance strikes surely fa­tally, will not leave be­hind any fu­ture trou­ble, seems like dor­mant sim­ply dur­ing the dark night, is the same in the poi­so­nous snake that the dark­est that flash pro­jects sud­denly, thinks to be afraid.”
Then, Yun Che both hands pil­low after the brain, silently looks to the night­time sky.
The Mu Xi­aolan vi­sion placed con­fused con­di­tion for a very long time: „Yun Che, you... What was say­ing? I can­not un­der­stand prob­a­bly.”
„You have not un­der­stood, is not will­ing to be­lieve did one un­der­stand?” Yun Che slant­ing her eyes, calmly mum­bled: „Does not need to sus­pect that is that per­son who in your brain pre­sents now... Ok, it is es­ti­mated that you are im­pos­si­ble to be­lieve that you only need to per­ceive lit­tle, then kept a mind to be good to one­self.”
Mu Xi­aolan: „...”
At this time, a sound of foot­steps hur­riedly trans­mit­ted from the rear area, Feng Hange led a body­guard to ar­rive, saw Yun Che, his eye one bright, the foot­steps sped up once more: „Brother Yun, orig­i­nally you here. Hanyi he leaves be­cause of the im­por­tant mat­ter, has ne­glected Brother Yun un­ex­pect­edly, but also looks to for­give.”
Yun Che turns around, [say / way] with a laugh: „Crown Prince Your High­ness does not need so the smalltalk. Night Ice Wind Im­pe­r­ial Palace is re­ally too beau­ti­ful to be­hold, pleas­ant, un­know­ingly ar­rived here to come.”
Sees Yun Che not to have dis­con­tented color, Feng Hange to feel re­lieved that bows say­ing: „Can re­sult in Brother Yun so to highly praise, if here beau­ti­ful scene has the knowl­edge, ex­tremely will be hon­ored surely. Right, the im­pe­r­ial palace has arranged, Brother Yun was wel­com­ing the wind and snow, but, feared that was some­what was also ex­hausted, whether needs sooner to rest?”
Yun Che thinks, nod: „Also good.”
„Please. Situ Young Lady, your im­pe­r­ial palace has also arranged, with close of Brother Yun, might as well to­gether has a look.”
„... Good.” The Mu Xi­aolan some god, ob­vi­ously is still think­ing words that Yun Che spoke a mo­ment ago.
Under Feng Hange own to lead, Yun Che and Mu Xi­aolan ar­rive be­fore Ice Cer­e­mo­nial Palace that one has arranged all day care­fully. The cold flower drags, the ice spirit slow dance, the as­sorted coral is splen­did, spreads the rug out­side palace with the best ice silk-weav­ing.
Be­fore Ice Cer­e­mo­nial Palace, the young girl who 20 wear the snow white fine gauze al­ready waited there, these young girls seem the in­suf­fi­cient pair of ten time pas­sages, not only each one beau­ti­ful face moon/month ap­pear­ance, but also is pass­ing the un­com­mon noble gas, when Yun Che ar­rival, they stroll to wel­come, but Yingy­ing rit­ual: „Wel­comed Young Mas­ter Yun.”
„...” Mu Xi­aolan flow­ery lips big.
„Brother Yun, here named Ice Cer­e­mo­nial Palace, is my Ice Wind Im­pe­r­ial Fam­ily al­ways en­ter­tains the most hon­ored guest to use, be­yond thou­sand, in sev­eral hun­dred palaces most su­pe­rior pow­er­house guard, in se­cu­rity com­pletely with­out cause for grief.” Feng Hange low­ers the sound: „These 20 fe­males, are Im­pe­r­ial Fa­ther di­vert one­self the per­son to be se­lec­tive in Im­pe­r­ial City, al­though can­not com­pare with Fairy Feixue, but had also been born in the greatly ex­pen­sive fam­ily, and com­pletely is the vir­gin, Brother Yun please freely and... En­joys.”
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„! Very good!” Yun Che both eyes shine, sat­is­fac­tory nod: „Crown Prince Your High­ness had a mind! For my well thank you Im­pe­r­ial Fa­ther.”
„Brother Yun sat­is­fac­tion is good.” Sees Yun Che to light up with plea­sure, Feng Hange is also in the heart Taean.
„Can Se­nior Sis­ter Xi­aolan, go to have a look to­gether?” [Say / Way] that Yun Che smiles.
In­ter­rog­a­tive sen­tence... Clearly catches up with the mean­ing of per­son.
Mu Xi­aolan is in­fu­ri­ated, stamp­ing the feet of ef­fort, ex­tremely angry [say / way]: „Where dares to dis­turb solemn Sect Mas­ter di­rect dis­ci­ple to enjoy, snort|hum!!!”
Then, Mu Xi­aolan turns around to walk.
Yun Che leisure nod: „This, good, Crown Prince Your High­ness, you de­liv­ered Se­nior Sis­ter Xi­aolan to go back on the work.”
„... Good, if Brother Yun some in­struc­tion, mo­men­tar­ily of­fi­cially in­formed one, sure.”
„Best not to let Se­nior Sis­ter Feixue know!” Mu Xi­aolan that walks away has turned around sud­denly, shouted one in­dig­nantly.
„... Small King asks to be ex­cused.” A Feng Hange awk­ward rit­ual, then hur­ry­ing re­ces­sion.
„Yeah, the woman is re­ally trou­ble­some.” Yun Che Lit­tle Shu one breath, then raise one's head swept one to want the dim night­time sky com­pared with Ice Phoenix Realm, talked to one­self in a low voice: „Al­ways felt that tonight must have im­por­tant mat­ter.”