Emperor Yun is here, and he is just as good as a small person.

The Ice Phoenix Divine Sect suddenly shook violently, and the elders of the palace masters arrived in a hurry, but before they could even kneel down, Yun Che and Yun Wuxin's figures disappeared in an instant, and they entered the Ice Phoenix Holy Realm, leaving them looking at each other.

As soon as I entered the Ice Phoenix Holy Land, the familiar smell of ice and snow came towards me. In front of me, a beautiful figure as beautiful as an ice fairy was approaching slowly.

"It's you who are so moving." Mu Bingyun smiled and his eyes fell on Yun Wuxin.

"The Lord of Bingyun Palace hasn't seen you for a while." Yun Che also smiled and nodded. Every time he saw Mu Bingyun, his heart would always become very comfortable and peaceful, even if he became Emperor Yun, he still did.

Perhaps it was because although her eyes reflected the color of ice, they always felt the softness of water.

At this time, Yun Wuxin took a small step forward and solemnly bowed to Mu Bingyun: "Yun Wuxin, a junior disciple of Bingyun Immortal Palace, pay homage to Master Taizu."

Mu Bingyun was slightly stunned, then smiled faintly and shook his head: "No need to do this. Mu Bingyun from Bingyun Immortal Palace had 'departed' a thousand years ago. Now I am only in the Snow Yin Realm and have nothing to do with that past, so there is no need to call me Master Taizu."

"Then..." Yun Wuxin raised his eyes: "Can I call you aunt?"

In one sentence, Mu Bingyun, who has always had difficulty in having emotional fluctuations, smiled: "Of course, my sister is your father's imperial concubine, so I am naturally your aunt."

Yun Che: (This girl... both names have been used, and it is seamlessly converted!)

She turned her eyes on Yun Che: "It's worthy of being the daughter of Emperor Yun, it's really likeable."

"Master of Bingyun Palace," Yun Che said: "You should call me like before. Although you are used to hearing the word "Yun Emperor", you feel very uncomfortable with it."

Yun Wuxin quietly squinted his eyes: (Hmm???)

"...It's good." Mu Bingyun tapped his head lightly.

"Auntie," Yun Wuxin suddenly shouted: "You are really beautiful, even better than you imagined. No wonder my father always tells me that you look like a fairy."

"???" Yun Che's eyebrows trembled: When did I say that!?

"..." Mu Bingyun was stunned, not knowing what to respond for a moment.

"When I entered the East God Realm, my father said that I hadn't seen my aunt for a year, and I felt very thoughtful... It hurts so much!"

Yun Che slapped Yun Wuxin's head and said seriously: "Master Bingyun Palace, where has Xuanyin gone? Why isn't he in the holy realm?"

"She is in seclusion." Mu Bingyun replied, still as angry as snow lotus and eyes as cold as a pond, as if she was not disturbed by the words just now.

“Secretary?”

"It's just meditating and cultivating the soul, not getting into the world." Mu Bingyun said softly: "She knows you will come soon, so before going into seclusion, I just want me to call her when you arrive."

"I'll go and call her out of seclusion."

"No need to worry." Yun Che raised his hand and said, "I will take Wuxin to see her directly."

"The cold air in the depths of Wujue Valley is too heavy, and it cannot be withstood by Wuxin." Mu Bingyun said: "Wuxin first came here, so you can take her to the holy land first."

"Okay." Yun Che no longer refused: "There is a master of Bingyun Palace."

Facing Mu Bingyun, his posture still had the same kind of respect and respect as before.

"By the way, how long will your father and daughter stay in the Snow Yin Realm this time?" Mu Bingyun asked.

Yun Che glanced at Yun Wuxin: "It depends on Wuxin's interest."

"I don't count," Yun Wuxin muttered in a low voice, rubbed his hair messed up by his father.

With a shallow smile, Mu Bingyun walked away from the snow.

As soon as Mu Bingyun's breath left, Yun Che immediately showed a fierce look and glared and roared: "You girl! You are becoming more and more lawless!"

"I... am not helping my father?" Yun Wuxin looked aggrieved and timid.

"I need your help!"

"That's right," Yun Wuxin nodded deeply: "The father's ability to deal with women is so wise, he really doesn't need help from others."

"I don't mean that! Huh..." After yelling, he let out a long sigh: Why did he feel that he had taught his daughter all the way, and how should he explain to Chu Yuechan this time?

Yun Wuxin's eyebrows were curled up: "Anyway, you have attacked my other aunt, so you can't be more favorable to one or the other."

"Is this how you use it for the other person??" Yun Che's voice was a few points higher, and his eyes widened as he stared at her.

Looking at Yun Che's appearance, Yun Wuxin finally began to become a little scared and his voice became a little timid: "Don't my father really get angry, right?"

She reached out and gently pulled her father's sleeve: "I'm not trying to make you angry, but... when my father talked about how he would never have friends in his life, he seemed to be very disappointed. I just wondered if this would make you happier... It's really not trying to make you angry on purpose."

"..." I was touched by softness. Yun Che's fierce appearance instantly closed, and then he raised his face and laughed: "Hahahaha, it turns out that this simple can scare you. As expected, I still have the majesty of my father, hahahaha."

The little hand shook Yun Che's sleeve heavily, Yun Wuxin's face turned away, and hummed lowly: "Damn it! I know... how could my father be really angry about this kind of thing! I guess he was too late to be happy, hum!"

At this time, the sound of wind and snow in the holy realm suddenly became soothing, and another figure of a woman who was as fairy as an illusion came from the snow.

Yun Wuxin turned her eyes and looked, and the moment she saw her face clearly, her lips unconsciously opened.

She came to the front of Yun Che and Yun Wuxin, stopped in Wuhen's Woxue, looked at Yun Che and said softly: "Do I call you Emperor Yun or Senior Brother Yun?"

She looked at him as usual. Whether he was Yun Che, the Demon Lord, or the Emperor Yun.

Yun Che looked at her: "Of Fei Xue's words, of course, I still want to hear you call Senior Brother Yun, or Yun Che the most."

"Fairy Sister." Yun Wuxin suddenly spoke at this moment: "I am Yun Wuxin when I first met."

Yun Che: (This title is also used...)

Slightly surprised, when Mu Feixue looked at Yun Wuxin, her eyes were obviously softer and more complicated: "Unclearly, Senior Brother Yun's daughter has grown up so big, and time has flowed silently, just like this eternal wind and snow, beautiful and cruel."

"But only the one who stays on Fei Xue seems to be beautiful." Yun Che smiled.

"..." Her beautiful eyes rippled slightly, and she seemed to smile. However, the smile presented on Mu Feixue's jade face was always as shallow as the first snow melted when she fell into her fingers.

"I won't disturb you father and daughter."

With a faint sentence, her snow body moved lightly and slowly left.

Yun Wuxin's eyes kept following her back until she left without moving away.

"It's very similar to your mother, right?" Yun Che said.

"Ah? Does it look like it?" Yun Wuxin asked in surprise.

This time it was Yun Che's turn to be surprised: "Then why did you keep staring at her?"

Yun Wuxin stared at Yun Che for a short time and found that his surprise did not seem to be pretending, so he said, "Father, the Hengshadow Stone you gave me was given to you by her, right?"

"Uh..." Yun Che reached out and touched the tip of his nose: "What did you Aunt Qianying tell you?"

"I also know that she likes you very much...the kind she likes very much."

Yun Wuxin said this very seriously, and seemed to have a subtle emotion.

"This is definitely not what you Aunt Qianying said." Yun Che said confidently.

Yun Wuxin's eyes were a little weird: "Father, before you gave me the Hengying Stone, shouldn't you... Haven't you seen the Xuanying engraved inside at all?"

Yun Che was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "No. Because I told her that this Hengsha Stone was to be given to her daughter. After I got it from her, I just thought about giving it to you as soon as possible, and didn't think about anything else."

"Can't it be that there is still the mysterious shadow she had printed before?

Yun Wuxin stomped his feet hard in the snow: "Father, sometimes you... are really a super stupid guy!"

Yun Che: "Uh..."

"It is a hateful thing to be passionate, but... it is even more hateful if you let down such a beautiful and infatuated person!"

The Hengying Shadow Stone was taken out by Yun Wuxin and directly photographed her father: "You can see it yourself... I'll go play by myself too!"

After saying that, Yun Wuxin turned around and flew towards the direction of the temple, leaving his father alone to "reflect".

"Wuxin, you want to go..."

Yun Wuxin ignored him completely and flew out of his sight in a blink of an eye.

He shook his head depressed and funny, Yun Che picked up the Hengying Stone in his hand, and Yun Wuxin's reaction also made him feel quite curious.

The mysterious energy surges... Hengying Stone carved many mysterious shadows, including the images he had seen that Yun Wuxin printed on him every year on his birthday, some of the daily life she left behind, and many more photos of Chu Yuechan and Feng Xue'er.

His spiritual sense quickly flew, frozen in the earliest Xuanying among them, and then released directly.

In the picture, there are pure ice branches and ice crystals, and the familiar cold air almost overflows the image. Yun Che realized at a glance that this was a bedroom in the Ice Phoenix Holy Land.

And what slowly appeared in the image was Mu Feixue's figure.

"Yun...Che..."

She looked ahead, her hazy and beautiful eyes were like icy mist, and she whispered between her lips, and what she read was his name.

"Today is the 700th day of your death..."

"In just two years, it's so hard to endure and so torment."

Her jade lips whispered softly, and every word was like a dream.

"I thought that this time was enough to forget everything."

"But... the cold wind is still your voice; the Tianchi is still your figure; the vast sky and the earth are still your breath; the snow falls in the palm of your hand is still so cold and sorrowful."

"I came back to my senses in a daze, and my fingertips are still your name."

The picture was constantly trembling... And Yun Che suddenly realized that the ice table, ice wall and ice corals and ice branches inside were densely packed with the words "Yun Che".
To be continued...