1030: Frames by planting stolen goods on?

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ATG :: VOLUME #10 SNOW SONG'S FLAME GOD (吟雪炎神)
#1030: Frames by planting stolen goods on?
   
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These body­guards' replies, mak­ing air stag­nate once more. Feng Huituo sor­row sound track: „Nephew Yun, Small King under the hand/sub­or­di­nate these waste link un­ex­pect­edly to your pro­tec­tion is un­able to achieve com­pletely, Small King is re­ally in­com­pe­tent... Does not know where can Nephew Yun these half dou­ble-hour went, what dan­ger have to en­counter?”
His sound is still pass­ing smalltalk, no mat­ter what any­one, lis­tened sor­row­ful with ha­tred, ob­vi­ously, Feng Huituo had rec­og­nized killed the Mu Hanyi per­son is Yun Che. Such as he said that can make Mu Hanyi be will­ing to hide the truth from all peo­ple to open the trea­sure store­house se­cret pas­sage, only then pos­si­bly was Yun Che, but be­fore all these had half dou­ble-hour, Yun Che was just also trace­less.
The Yun Che's brow moves, just about to speaks, Mu Xi­aolan ac­tu­ally hur­ried sound track: „No... Not, Yun Che and Se­nior Brother Hanyi re­la­tions are so good, Yun Che's pro­found strength also Di­vine Essence Realm First Level, was im­pos­si­ble to kill Se­nior Brother Hanyi, you... Made a mis­take.”
„And... And...” Mu Xi­aolan sound small: „More­over these half dou­ble-hour, ac­tu­ally... Ac­tu­ally... Ac­tu­ally... Yun Che he con­tin­u­ously... In my room...”
Mu Xi­aolan spoke of be­hind, the sound is the frag­ile mos­quito cry, the broad and hand­some fore­head is deep dan­gling, does not dare to look at any­body's eyes. In by­stander opin­ion, this is the youngest daugh­ter fam­ily blushes bash­fully... But Yun Che knows that this is ac­tu­ally be­cause she does not excel at lying, let alone such big lying.
How­ever this girl crit­i­cal mo­ment such will up­hold un­ex­pect­edly jus­tice, does not hes­i­tate to dam­age pure in ad­di­tion to lie to main­tain him... Also since not in vain con­tin­u­ously such „love” she!
The Mu Xi­aolan words make all peo­ple be shocked, Situ Xiongy­ing first is stunned, is wild with joy along with a it eye of dew, al­most does not have ex­cit­edly jumps, for­wards hastily, brings how­ever to say ashamedly: „This... Ice Wind Monarch, nu­mer­ous po­si­tions, ac­tu­ally, Nephew Yun and daugh­ter al­ready that... Two sen­ti­ments like each other, two peo­ple this time will ac­com­pany, but most con­ve­nient is this rea­son. The daugh­ter is Ice Phoenix Palace dis­ci­ple, in the sta­tus re­ally does not wear Nephew Yun, in ad­di­tion Great Realm King just be­trothed Fairy Feixue to Nephew Yun, this mat­ter is more dif­fi­cult, there­fore... How­ever things have got­ten to this point, can­not say that must say. For­merly, Nephew Yun in­deed in daugh­ter room, this... Also looks at the nu­mer­ous po­si­tions do not laugh.”
Is In­de­pen­dent Ter­ri­tory Mas­ter, Situ Xiongy­ing is not Mu Xi­aolan this type of white paper adds cer­tainly the new mil­i­tary re­cruits to com­pare, that ex­pres­sion and man­ner, the twin­kle na­ture of vi­sion is even in­com­pa­ra­ble, the word usage, or­der­li­ness and logic do not have the flaw, over­all that call a flaw­less­ness.
His these words said that peo­ple along with it re­veal­ing sud­denly con­di­tion. Yun Che's pro­found strength only then Di­vine Essence Realm First Level, this point who can the sen­sa­tion, but Mu Hanyi Di­vine Tribu­la­tion Realm Fifth Level, Yun Che can be­come own bi­og­ra­phy dis­ci­ple, is his cold ice nat­ural tal­ent by far Mu Hanyi, must hit, 100 he is not the Mu Hanyi match, how also pos­si­bly to kill him... Let alone with­out alarm­ing by­stander has killed him.
There­fore, was harmed this guess re­gard­ing Mu Hanyi by Yun Che, was un­be­liev­able, di­rec­tion of Feng Huituo, merely is only the guess. In com­par­i­son, ex­pla­na­tion fair many of Situ Xiongy­ing. Orig­i­nally, many peo­ple ar­rive at Ice Wind Em­pire in doubts Yun Che, why can bring such fe­male dis­ci­ple as he hon­ored in­com­pa­ra­ble, if they have that re­la­tions, um, that was too rea­son­able.
Be­fore the Yun Che half dou­ble-hour when Ice Cer­e­mo­nial Palace does not make the per­son fol­low, that is the nat­ural mat­ter.
„, Re­gion Lord Situ... con­grat­u­lated Ah!” to say to a Situ Xiongy­ing re­cent mid­dle-aged per­son, more­over is the ad­mire envy of whole face. The daugh­ter and Great Realm King di­rect dis­ci­ple ganged up, this es­pe­cially... The an­ces­tors ac­cu­mu­lated virtue Ah! of 18 life­time
„Oh, where where.” Situ Xiongy­ing beck­ons with the hand hastily, a face ac­tu­ally smiles a flower.
„Is the young peo­ple, full of vigor, there­fore... Nor­mal nor­mal.” Per­son of speech day­time in front of Situ Xiongy­ing se­ri­ous in speech and man­ner, at this time in the spo­ken lan­guage is bring­ing lit­tle flat­ter­ing.
„Oh, god­daugh­ter with an im­proper method, god­daugh­ter with an im­proper method. The daugh­ter has raised, even­tu­ally is oth­ers, ok, goes along with them.” Situ Xiongy­ing re­signed-look­ing ap­pear­ance.
„Oh, I said that the Young Mas­ter Yun such char­ac­ter, how pos­si­bly makes this and other wicked mat­ters to come, so that's how it is... Ice Wind Monarch, that wicked thief should un­able to es­cape from Im­pe­r­ial City now, now should order to block Im­pe­r­ial City im­me­di­ately, en­tire city raid for on.”
Mu Xi­aolan has low­ered the head, twists al­most must the clothes take to pull apart in the fin­ger that clothes takes.
„Um? In the hand of Thir­teenth Im­pe­r­ial Prince has thing prob­a­bly!”
Was in­spect­ing the Old Yan brow of Mu Hanyi corpse con­cen­trates, takes up the left hand of Mu Hanyi rapidly, in five fin­gers that he dis­torts com­pletely, is pinch­ing a white short damask silk im­pres­sively.
Old Yan cau­tiously takes out from the Mu Hanyi hand this short damask silk.
Three cuns (2.5cm) are long, is ac­tu­ally em­broi­der­ing es­pe­cially fine Ice Phoenix chart mark, the break­ing mark of its lower ex­trem­ity was pulled apart to be the re­sult ob­vi­ously force­fully, and looked from the lus­ter, clearly shortly after just pulled apart.
Sees this short damask silk, the Yun Che's vi­sion fierce moves, then shot a look at an own right hand fast.
„This is... Ice Phoenix God Sect sleeve damask silk, more­over just pulled ob­vi­ously!”
Old Yan said that vi­sion fast rev­o­lu­tion, but the vi­sion of sur­round­ings all peo­ple, al­most sub­con­scious looks to Yun Che... along with it, all eye pupils such as by nee­dle, fierce con­trac­tion.
The sleeve damask silk of Yun Che snow clothes left arm is com­plete, but his right arm... Sim­ply did not have ex­is­tence of sleeve damask silk, has, only then to­gether sim­i­larly brand-new break­ing mark.
„! @#¥%...” In the Yun Che heart has 100,000 al­pacas to howl.
His eyes dis­tin­guish, that in­deed is own sleeve damask silk... But that pos­si­bly is not Mu Hanyi pulls ab­solutely ab­solutely from him. But clearly has other per­son to tear off from him... More­over makes him ab­solutely not have the tiny bit de­tec­tion!
This com­pared with being qui­etly has killed his want­ing dif­fi­cult over a hun­dred times!
The Yun Che heart­beat ac­cel­er­ates, in the gap be­tween teeth fills the cold air/Qi.
Makes the Mu Hanyi corpse silently, tears off his right arm sleeve damask silk silently, this de­cides how­ever is the same per­son be­hav­ior... Who ter­ri­fy­ing per­son of this con­ceal­ment in hid­den place is, why can also such do?
Let the Mu Hanyi corpse be dis­cov­ered by the ear­li­est pos­si­ble time, di­rect­ing the spear point to face him, with his sleeve damask silk as the ir­refutable iron­clad proof, this wants „fram­ing” ob­vi­ously he. But if thinks that must harm him, lets the ter­ri­fy­ing strength that he is afraid of by that per­son, can want his life ab­solutely in a flash, more­over death can­not die again, the trace will not leave be­hind the least bit... Why must such big fee be flus­tered!?
The sleeve damask silk in Mu Hanyi hand, on break­ing mark with Yun Che snow clothes, im­me­di­ately be­came the clear iron­clad proof that every­body looks , the scene im­me­di­ately the com­plete con­den­sa­tion, sud­denly again un­manned dares to speak, orig­i­nally is the Situ Xiongy­ing in­stan­ta­neous face of being filled with joy is stiff, Mu Xi­aolan stares the big eye pupil, thor­ough panic-stricken los­ing pres­ence of mind.
„Nephew Yun...” Feng Huituo takes the sleeve damask silk from the Old Yan hand, the palm and sound in fierce is shiv­er­ing: „You are Great Realm King di­rect dis­ci­ple, your sta­tus ven­er­ates in­com­pa­ra­bly, no­body may, my Ice Wind re­gard as an hon­ored guest you, does not dare to have the least bit to ne­glect, Hanyi is re­spects to you, dur­ing the spo­ken lan­guages is al­ways full of praise to you...”
„Where my Ice Wind does not do right by you!! My Hanyi has made any un­for­giv­able huge mis­take!! Lets under you un­ex­pect­edly so the vi­o­lent treach­ery!!”
The Feng Huituo sound also cal­cu­lates re­straint at first, to af­ter­ward, is roar­ing of shout­ing one­self hoarse.
Under the calm con­di­tion, he does not dare to have Yun Che to have the slight­est de­cid­edly to dis­re­spect... But, front the proud­est son died a tragic death, town coun­try sa­cred relic was seized, in they do not have under the sit­u­a­tion of mis­take, he how pos­si­bly also sane! How also pos­si­bly to re­strain!
Even, under this time vi­o­lent anger, sor­row and col­lapse, or­dered to kill Yun Che far from not pos­si­bly. The con­se­quence that al­though does this is very frigid, en­tire Ice Wind Em­pire may is Yun Che is buried along with the dead, but he has been the em­per­ors of per­ish­ing coun­try at the same time, can ac­tu­ally si­mul­ta­ne­ously make one but with a smile death fa­ther.
If Feng Huituo has cho­sen the lat­ter under vi­o­lent anger out-of-con­trol, then the guest on the scene is also very likely to be im­pli­cated, this is also lets them deeply for the fright­ened place. Situ Xiongy­ing hur­ries to go for­ward say­ing: „Ice Wind Monarch, you, and is calm first! This mat­ter flaw quite a lot, not to men­tion Nephew Yun was im­pos­si­ble to kill Im­pe­r­ial Prince Hanyi in the strength, said the sleeve damask silk only, won't the words that force­fully torn off, pos­si­bly have re­al­ized how? More­over Young Mas­ter Hanyi, since has the ample force to tear off the sleeve damask silk, why does not exude the scream to re­al­ize, fur­ther­more, that sleeve damask silk is the right arm, but...”
„Shut up!!”
The Situ Xiongy­ing sound by a hoarse call­ing out in­ter­rup­tion, a Feng Huituo face is pre­sent­ing the fear­ful fierce­ness: „Great Realm King di­rect dis­ci­ple can kill peo­ple at will!? Can make you not give a thought to most basic heaven's way hu­man­ity!?”
The Feng Huituo fear­ful ap­pear­ance makes Situ Xiongy­ing hurry to with­draw, does not dare to speak a few words.
„Was good, did not need to speak for me.” Things have got­ten to this point, Yun Che in­stead tran­quil, in­com­pa­ra­bly light [say / way]: „I nat­u­rally ac­knowl­edged. Mu Hanyi, in­deed is I kills!”
A lan­guage star­tled day, star­tled all per­son com­plex­ion sud­den changes. Ver­ti­cal is the iron­clad proof, with ac­knowl­edged per­son­ally that as be­fore is the en­tirely dif­fer­ent con­cept.
„Yun Che...” Feng Huituo one step, stretches out the fin­ger that shiv­ers for­ward: „I am not the stu­pid hus­band, from the be­gin­ning, I re­al­ized that has not suited... How­ever is my small birth­day, where has the qual­i­fi­ca­tions to re­sult in Great Realm King so Sheng En. Orig­i­nally... Orig­i­nally... Un­ex­pect­edly for my Ice Wind town coun­try sa­cred relic!”
„, He He he he...” Feng Huituo has smiled, smiles is es­pe­cially grieved: „So long as Great Realm King a few words, so long as your a few words, even if town coun­try sa­cred relic, my Ice Wind small coun­try how can there be qual­i­fi­ca­tions and guts re­jec­tion. Hanyi leads you to enter trea­sure store­house qui­etly, de­cides thinks for me that fears me to feel em­bar­rassed, there­fore thinks under a me­chan­i­cal re­ac­tance... But you!! Since ob­tained town coun­try sa­cred relic, why must so cru­elly kill Hanyi!! Why!!”
„Gives me a rea­son!!”
„Rea­son!!!!”
„Im­pe­r­ial Fa­ther!” Feng Hange hur­ries to sup­port him. The Feng Huituo asthma like the cow, the body creakies, aura ar­rives at the ex­treme chaotic, if he lashes out Yun Che sud­denly, no mat­ter what no one will think sur­prised.
„Yun Che... how... What to do?” Mu Xi­aolan fear sta­tion side Yun Che. By the Yun Che's sta­tus, can in­deed walk side­ways in Snow Song Realm. But now, they are ac­tu­ally weak in the op­po­site party do­main, but op­po­site Feng Huituo, rad­i­cally al­ready mood out-of-con­trol.
But com­pares the shape, if crazy Feng Huituo, Yun Che has ac­tu­ally sneered: „Why since you want to know, I help you! We hope that after you knew,... Do not re­gret!”