Chapter 973: Sincerity in Snow Old Town

The calm and high voice came from the shepherd.
As a demon queen and the only remaining saint, she has unimaginable prestige in the White Emperor City, but even her, it is very difficult to turn a demon into a guest, and it is very likely to incur extreme intensity. Of opposition.
The demon celebrities in the palace have more power than the ordinary people in front of the imperial city, and naturally have more ideas.
It's just that the mountain-like figure was always quiet and closed his eyes silently, as if he hadn't heard the accusation against the young man wearing a hat, or heard the pastor's words as a guest, So the whole stone temple is much quieter than expected.
Quietness often means depression, and the atmosphere in the stone palace is very tense. The chiefs and ministers and demon generals of the Presbyterian Church either looked at each other with deep meaning, or stared at the ground in silence, or squinted. Waiting for the young man wearing a hat.
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The demon palace is at the top of the imperial city. There is a large stone platform in front of the temple. A pear tree is planted on the edge of the stone platform. Outside the pear tree is a long stone fence. Standing on the fence, you can stand high and overlook the streets of Baidi City and the turbid waves in the Red River. You can even see the sky trees in the mountains hundreds of miles away.
This is the famous Imperial City Observation Deck.
People who are qualified to stand here do not look at the scenery, but at the mountains or the world.
The young man wearing a hat walked up to the observation platform and stood under the pear tree, looking at the demon palace made of giant stones. It didn't mean to go in.
There were a lot of wind sounds in the stone temple, and there were many breathing sounds and unspoken heartfelt sounds in the wind sounds.
I don't know how long it took, and a real voice finally sounded in the stone hall. It was the Grand Duke of the Demon Court. This big man from the deer family has always acted in a low-key manner. I don’t know what the reason is today.
"Your Excellency is not far away from the old town of Xue, I don't know why?"
The young man wearing a hat said, "Of course it is to participate in the election ceremony."
The head of the carp clan sounded, gloomy and cold, like a mountain spring in the deep winter season: "Don't you want to marry Your Royal Highness?"
The young man wearing a hat said indifferently: "Yes, I have always admired the noble princess, so why did you come here to participate in the Heavenly Election Ceremony? This is not prohibited."
The clan patriarch's voice was even colder and said, "Do you think a demon clan also has this qualification?"
The young man wearing a hat said calmly: "The wildfire of the sky tree is fair. Yesterday I passed the test of the ancestral spirit, so I should be qualified."
The temple was quiet for a while. The big men of the demon clan don't know how to respond to this sentence. Many people saw the movement in the mountain with their own eyes yesterday, and afterwards the high priest confirmed that the young man wearing a hat passed the test of the ancestors, according to the tradition of the demon, no matter where the young man wearing the hat came from , Should now be regarded as the blood of the demon clan, but...
The voice of the carp chief is still so indifferent, but it has less cold meaning than before: "Even if you pass the test of the sky tree's wildfire and the test of the ancestors, you even get the victory of the day election ceremony, but After all, you are a demon, how can you marry my royal princess?"
The deer Taigong's voice rang again: "Yes, this kind of thing has never happened, it's too absurd."
"No," the young man wearing a hat said calmly: "This kind of thing has happened many times in history."
Listening to this sentence, the stone hall suddenly became a bit noisy. In the long history, there are indeed many fairy princesses who once married the old town of Snow, especially two thousand years ago, but that is not a beautiful talk, but a history of humiliation of the demon clan. Several patriarchs and demon will stand up and watch The outside of the hall scolded, and two of the violent tempers withdrew their swords and axes to hack the young man wearing a hat.
In this noisy, a voice suddenly sounded.
The voice was so low that it echoed in the empty stone temple and buzzed.
The sound of scolding and dissipation disappeared, and the two monsters holding swords and axes stopped.
Because this voice comes from the great elders, the Xiangzu patriarch with the second most powerful demon clan today.
"What do you want to do?"
The disappearance of drinking and scolding and discussion, the halt of the two demon generals, that is respect for the Xiangzu patriarch.
But for big figures such as patriarchs and bears, their silence is more profound.
Last night, with the hint of Xihuang Dao Palace and the help of certain forces, they had vaguely found something, or guessed something.
The truth is still in the fog of the mountains, and it is not fully revealed, but the Xiang clan chief should already know the identity of the young man wearing a hat. If so, why should he ask the young man’s true intentions? what does this mean?
Pushing this forward, the deer Tai Gong and the head of the carp tribe seem to have problems.
They seem to be blaming and embarrassing the Demon young man from the old city of Snow, but in fact they are giving the demon young man an opportunity to explain, and through these conversations, the incident is successfully eliminated. Shock and anger.
The patriarch and the patriarch looked at each other and saw the shock and fear in each other's eyes.
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The voice of the patriarch Xiang came from the stone temple to the observation platform.
His voice is like an ancient bell, as if it contains infinite power. Even if it is not really manifested as power, it also brings a strong wind.
In the clear winter season, the pear tree on the observation deck was full of flowers.
The wind blew, and the white flower scuttled down, on the hat, and on his shoulder.
The young man wearing a hat raised his lips, smiled slightly, and took out a thin book from his sleeve.
His finger flicked gently, and the thin book flew up like this, as if being held by an invisible thread, and slowly flew into the stone palace.
I don't know how long it has passed, and suddenly there was a cry of exclamation in the temple.
Then the sounds of exclamation came one after another, and there was no more interruption, with words of unbelievable emotion mixed in between.
"what is this?"
"Is this a picture of the magic field snowfield?"
"What exactly do Mozu want to do? What does this red line mean? Do they want to cede this territory?"
"It must be a conspiracy, a black robe!"
With the passage of time, the exclamations and disputes gradually disappeared, and the temple became quiet.
I could only hear the breathing sounds of those big demon clan faintly, and those breathing sounds seemed a little quick.
The temple became extremely quiet, giving birth to an unusually depressed feeling.
It may be because of tension, shock, or excitement.
I don't know how long after that, a slightly trembling voice rang out: "You... can represent the old city of snow?"
The young man wearing a hat wiped off the little white flower on his shoulder and said, "Of course."
Another voice asked: "Snow Old Town... How to prove your sincerity?"
The young man wearing a hat said calmly: "Ben Jun is here in person, isn't this sincere?"
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