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read2();　　 Snow Bancheng, the son of the sister of the blizzard tribe patriarch, whose biological father is unknown, but because of his size and appearance, which is very different from Xuemin, he knows that his father is not Xuemin.

　　 Therefore, his existence is a taboo.

　　 Few people outside of the Bear Mansion know his name and origin, and the insiders of the Mansion of the Bear Bear deliberately forgot his mother after his death, because he was thin.

　　 Xue Bancheng's body is only two-thirds the size of an ordinary adult snowman, and his fists are not half the size of a blizzard tribe warrior, and his strength is even more needless to compare. It is completely the difference between a snow rabbit and a blizzard.

　　 In the northern snowfields where the weak and the strong eat, it doesn’t really matter whether they are pure snowmen, but being weak is the original sin.

Therefore, when Xue Yan, the saint of the Snowmen, spoke very seriously before the Ice Sculpture Forest in the Blizzard Mansion and said something that must not be in the snow, not only the maid Xueying on the side changed her face, she Even the snowmen's guards who were in charge of guarding in the dark showed an unbelievable color.

After the tall Xueyan finished speaking, he used his pure blue eyes to stare at Xuebancheng's blood-stained but unchanging face. The former's eyes carried an indescribable majesty. , And then Xuebancheng lowered his gaze, and a floor of ice scum was scattered on the ground he was looking at, and he responded softly:

　　 "I am respected by Master Saint, but unfortunately, I can't do it."

After 　　 finished speaking, Xue Bancheng raised his head and looked at Xue Yan's eyes again, while the former's eyes were calm and indifferent.

　　 "You will all step back first, don't let anyone approach this place."

After the two of them looked at each other for a few breaths, Xueyan waved her hand to let everyone around her escape. She has absolute authority in the blizzard mansion, so after the order, the roads that were originally hidden in the dark Her gaze disappeared directly, and the close attendant Xue Ying glanced worriedly at Xue Bancheng's back that suddenly became tall, her lips opened, and finally she slowly withdrew.

　　 After everyone left, Xueyan put away his majestic gaze, turned around lightly, took out the ice cone again, and continued to carve the ice statue on the side, and then the voice faintly sounded:

　　 "I know that your original name was Xuedi. After your mother left, you changed your name to Bancheng. Does it mean?"

　　 "There is no meaning, change it to play, after all, the word Di is too noble, I can't afford it."

A scornful smile continued on Xue Bancheng’s handsome face, and then he lifted his foot and slowly walked around the ice sculpture of the bald-headed figure in Xue Yan’s hand, and he looked carefully, and then his ear sounded again. Xueyan's faint voice:

　　"A few years ago, the Chamber of Commerce of the Daxia Terran came to Liuli City to do business. You sneaked out alone, and then asked the treasurer of the Terran Chamber of Commerce if there was a baby to relieve your worries? The Terran shopkeeper replied that Dukang could relieve your worries.

　　 "So you spent all your savings, bought two jars of Dukang and drank it, you shouldn't forget about this?"

　　Xueyan’s voice just fell, the smile on Xue Bancheng’s face gradually disappeared, and a little unpleasant look flashed in the blue eyes that surrounded the black. As expected, Xueyan’s words sounded again:

　　"You, who have never been out in Liuli City and Blizzard Mansion since you were young, didn't know that it was called a spirit in Daxia Central Plains, so you drank both jars in one breath and became drunk.

"After you were drunk, you rushed to the Hall of the Saintess, hugging the girl of Xueying, kissed and gnawed, and finally solemnly declared that the reason why you changed your name to Xuebancheng is to control it within a few years. I live in half of Liuli City, when you said this, I was right by."

　　 Xueyan's flat voice fell, Xue Bancheng's expression became a little ugly, and he responded:

　　 "The words of drunkenness, why the Lord Saint should take it to heart."

　　 "Others don't believe it, but I believe it, because I know that compared to strength and a strong body, there is another kind of power, even more powerful, and that is wisdom."

　　 Xueyan turned her head, pointed her head, then stared at the young figure in front of her, and continued to speak:

"Xue Bancheng, so many years have passed, you do control half of the city, the larger and more complex underground dark city under Liuli City is in your hands, and among the surface of the city, half of the city’s lady It's all related to you.

　　 "You have become a real Snow City, so I asked for a price, what do you want?"

"Master Saint lives in the center of Liuli City. You are a disciple of the saint. Naturally, I can't see the deepest secret under this city. I see more, so I am more in awe. I want to live and get involved in this During the dispute, I might die."

Xuebancheng responded with unprecedented seriousness, and then he squatted down and picked up the small ice **** carved from the ground, pinched inward with his hands, and the ice **** directly turned into extremely tiny ice foam. , Then he gently rubbed the ice foam on his face, wiped away the blood and dirt, and the faint voice continued:

"My Lord Saint should also understand that when people die, there is nothing left, and I want to clarify one thing. I don't have the ability to completely control the dark city below Liuli City, but half of the Liuli City ladies like me. Er, but it is true. In this way, I have also fulfilled my original intention of taking this name."

After 　　 finished speaking, Xue Bancheng stood up gently, then smiled slightly at Xueyan, turned around and limped away, while the voice continued:

　　 "The wish of Lai Xia is peace in the world, so I ask the lady to ask you to be clever."

Xue Bancheng turned and left. The veiled Xueyan raised her head and looked at the former's departure. His complexion remained unchanged. The ice cone in his hand stabbed the last chisel, which happened to be a pair of eyes. An ice image with 90% resemblance appeared directly, and then a voice that was neither light nor heavy sounded:

"I know that you have been paying attention to the Chamber of Commerce that came here this year, and the outbreak of the Civil War annoys you, because it means that the Chamber of Commerce in Daxia may not come to Liuli City again. You are most likely to pay for the previous series of preparations. It’s a lot of money, but I promise you that you will help me do this. I will give you freedom and can provide a way to Daxia."

　　 As soon as this statement came out, Xue Bancheng stepped forward and paused slightly, but still remained unmoved and continued to move forward. Then Xue Yan's voice sounded again:

　　 "Two places!"

　　 At the next breath, Xue Bancheng stopped directly, then turned around, with a very enthusiastic smile on his face, and said loudly:

　　 "It's my honor to share the worries for the saintess. Naturally, I should do my best to die."

After 　　 finished speaking, Xuebancheng walked back on the same path and continued to speak:

　　 "Give me two hours to prepare. It is not guaranteed to be completely feasible. After all, Liuli Palace is the territory of the saint."

　　 "Quasi!"

　　 Xueyan nodded, then stared at the carved ice statue, some thoughts were flying, and then Xuebancheng also noticed the ice statue and asked:

　　 "The burly boy carved by the lady is so lifelike, but why doesn't it have hair?"

　　 "Because this guy is a bald head."