Text Chapter 546 Brother, Please Help Me!

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Yun Feiyang was very depressed. He was not a three-year-old child. His father always fought in public, which was simply not giving him any face.

After the father and son sat down one after another, the Antarctic Patriarch put his hands together and opened his arms to the sky, and a surge of magic power surged in the hall.

Everyone looked at their feet and felt the tremor of the ground. They saw that the ground with a circle of tables was slowly rising.

After the crystal clear ice surface rose to a height of three feet, it stopped, and the area in the middle seemed to sink.

The benefits of this are obvious. You can have a panoramic view of what will happen in the ice sculptures in the hall. If you look straight, you will definitely not be able to see clearly with the obstruction of the statues.

The Antarctic Patriarch looked back at his table, seemingly asking who will leave first.

The North Pole Patriarch and the four hosts of Xingxiu Sea shook their heads. At their level, how could they compete with a bunch of juniors for this thing. To put it bluntly, maybe the Six Saints will have to spend money to buy this ‘Ice Face’. If they want it, they can just ask the Antarctic Patriarch. As long as they don’t ask for too much, the Antarctic Patriarch will naturally not refuse to give it to them.

The Antarctic Patriarch looked at the eight demon kings sitting beside him, and several of them shook their heads. The eight of them were all masters of the Golden Lotus, and they also disdained to compete with a bunch of juniors for this thing.

The Antarctic Patriarch also knew that they would not go down, but just for the sake of meaning. His eyes naturally looked at the next table in order, which was the table where Yun Guang and his son were. He stretched out his hand and smiled, "Let this table send someone out first, and everyone can choose the person!"

After saying that, he turned back to his original position and sat between the North Pole Patriarch and the host of the East, smiling and watching. This thing is better than finding a few foxy women to dance.

Yun Feiyang immediately looked like he had been injected with chicken blood. He swept his eyes around the other people at the same table, and immediately wilted when he saw the glare from his father.

Heiyun and his son were sitting at the same table with him. They didn't dare to grab the table of the four hosts or the table of the eight demon kings. They were the first table in this round. Heiyun and Yun Guang were competing with each other, so they squeezed for the same table.

However, Yun Guang and Heiyun obviously wouldn't compete with the younger generation for the first place. They raised their glasses and kept silent.

Hei Wuya was very graceful and extended his hand to invite: "Brother Yun, since you want to win the first prize, please go first!"

Yun Guang didn't have time to stop him, Yun Feiyang rushed out, put his hands on his hips and laughed wildly. He looked like who else but me, and I'm the first to go out.

Miao Yi, who turned his head and looked at him while sipping his wine, shook his head. You idiot, your father has made it so clear, but he didn't let others go down to test the water first, but jumped out to teach others about experience. No wonder your father beats you up at every turn. If I were you, I would definitely beat you to death!

The proprietress raised her hand and touched her forehead again, resting her elbow on the table. She couldn't bear to look at him again. It was a shame to have such a brother. She would ask Yun Guang what he did for a living. Why did he always bring this bastard son out to embarrass himself? He deserved to be beaten to death!

Heiyun, who was sitting at the same table, raised his glass to Yun Guang, who was twitching, and said jokingly: "Your son really has the style of your ancestor!"

This was not a compliment, but he scolded Yun Aotian as well. But Heiyun was a little immature and was just looking for excitement.

Yun Guang turned around and sneered, raised his glass and responded: "My son is a bit of a bastard, but at least he is my biological son, not like someone."

Heiyun's voice suddenly became sharp, "Who are you talking about?"

"I'll talk about whoever has a guilty conscience!" Yun Guang sneered.

"You two!" The Antarctic Patriarch on the main seat smiled and raised his glass to indicate, as if reminding me that this was my birthday, so give me some face.

The four hosts of Xingxiu Sea followed with cold eyes. Yun Guang and Hei Yun's hearts beat fast, and they shut up honestly. These four old guys had fought head-on with their fathers, and they were notorious!

Yun Feiyang had already proudly flown down from a height of three meters, and strode towards the ice sculptures. As he approached, ten ice spirits suddenly emerged from the ice sculptures. They took his hand while dancing and dragged him into the ice sculptures.

Hundreds of ice sculptures were arranged in five circles, with an open space in the middle. Yun Feiyang was led into it. He stood in the middle.

The Antarctic Patriarch laughed and said, "Boy Yun, wait until the referee below says start, then you can start."

Yun Feiyang arched his hands to show that he understood.

Ten tender ice spirits surrounded Yun Feiyang in a circle, and then danced together in circles, making bursts of laughter like silver bells, and at the same time, they spit out bursts of white mist from their mouths and sprayed towards Yun Feiyang.

In a blink of an eye, Yun Feiyang and the ten ice spirits were submerged in the white mist, which gradually covered the entire group of ice sculptures. The ice mist was too thick, and people outside could not see the clues even if they opened their eyes. Some people cast spells to investigate from a distance, but found that the mist had the effect of blocking the investigation of magic power.

Yun Feiyang, who was in it, could not see his hand in front of his face. He quickly cast a spell to investigate the surrounding situation. He only heard the silver bell-like laughter of ice spirits and the dancing of ice spirits everywhere. He could not tell the truth from the false.

Yun Feiyang looked around blankly, grinning. Only when he was in it did he understand that the mist sprayed by these ice spirits was strange. It could refract sounds, and the surging movements could imitate the movements of ice spirits, create auditory hallucinations, and interfere with the investigation of magic power.

Swish, swish, swish...

The mist suddenly turned into hundreds of streams and suddenly shrank into the hundreds of ice sculptures. The scene was instantly clear. The ten ice spirits had disappeared, and only Yun Feiyang looked around blankly.

Yun Guang, who was sitting at the banquet and watching above, turned dark when he saw the situation, knowing that his son was dumbfounded.

Everyone saw Yun Feiyang wandering among the hundreds of ice sculptures, looking left and right, and even reaching out to touch and cast spells to investigate. However, they touched all the hundreds of ice sculptures and found no clues. He didn't want to think about it. It was not easy for Bing Ling to disguise himself as ice. Since the Antarctic Ancestor was so sure to show off his embarrassment, it would definitely not be that easy to expose.

You only get one chance! If you make a mistake, you have to wait until the next round! Yun Feiyang was very hesitant, not knowing which one to pick.

The group of people above were impatient to wait, and a group of young people of the same generation as Yun Feiyang made a "boo" sound.

Bai Ziliang shouted from above: "Yun Feiyang, how long are you going to let us wait? If we wait any longer, our ancestor may not even have the chance to live his 300,000-year birthday!"

A group of people burst into laughter. Even the ancestor of Antarctica couldn't help but laugh. This was a good joke. I wish him another hundred thousand years to live.

Angry and angry, Yun Feiyang pointed at Bai Ziliang and cursed: "You little bastard, do you have the right to speak?"

As soon as these words came out. Bai Ziliang stood up suddenly, his face flushed. Everyone who knew about it knew that it was because his identity as a 'bastard' was not recognized by Wan Yaotian, which was tantamount to poking his sore foot.

Ji Meimei's face turned pale instantly.

At this moment, her brother Ji Detian, who was sitting at the table, suddenly spoke up, "Ziliang, sit down, what's the point of arguing with this idiot? It's beneath your status!"

Bai Ziliang was startled when he heard this. He didn't seem to expect that his uncle, who usually disliked him, would actually speak for him. He immediately raised his hand to him and said, "Yes, uncle!"

Ji Meimei looked at her brother with a hint of gratitude.

Ji Detian didn't want to speak for Bai Ziliang, but this was in front of outsiders after all, and he had to protect Wan Yaotian's face.

Yun Guang was angry. Waving his finger, "Who are you calling a fool?"

Ji Detian looked back and said without any politeness, "I will scold whose son is a idiot! Yun Guang, what are you in a hurry for?"

Heiyun suddenly laughed.

The Antarctic Ancestor's face looked somewhat unsightly, and these descendants of the Six Saints were making unbridled noises at his birthday banquet. He simply doesn't take himself seriously.

"Fierce Huan!" Suddenly someone said faintly, echoing in the hall.

Everyone was startled and looked at the green-haired old man on the chairman's chair who spoke out. He was none other than the Western host Fu Qing.

I saw a burly man standing up from a seat next to me and saying, "Here you are!"

This person is wearing a fiery red robe, a fiery red cloak behind his shoulders, red hair and a red beard, and thick red eyebrows flying at his temples. His eyes were so piercing that it was as if there were two flames dancing in them. His name Fu Qing had already been shouted out, it was none other than Demon King Lie Huan!

Fu Qing said calmly: "I haven't prepared anything good as a birthday gift, so let's show the master the place. Lie Huan, if there is another troublemaker, please rip off his head as a birthday gift!"

"Yes!" Lie hugged his fists and accepted the order, and a pair of bright eyes that seemed to be on fire instantly scanned the whole place. It can be described as murderous, and finally fell on Yun Guang and Ji Detian.

Not to mention that these two people shut up, even Heiyun didn't dare to snicker. He was almost killed by Liehuan when he was in Xixiu Star Palace. Fu Qingdu said this. No one expected Demon King Liehuan to show mercy.

Fierce ring? Demon King Fierce Ring? Miao Yi was shocked and immediately summoned the carpenter and asked, "Is this person the Demon King Lie Huan?"

"That's right! This person was a great guy who escaped unharmed after a tough fight with the Ghost Saint Situ Xiao. His mastery of controlling fire is the nemesis of ghost cultivators. Hey, if I remember correctly, you seem to be practicing fire as well. Sex exercises?" the carpenter asked.

"How can I compare with others? What cultivation level they have, what cultivation level I have!" Miao Yi said perfunctorily and changed the subject: "How long is that guy below going to dawdle? If he continues like this, one hundred 'Bing Yan' 'It really takes until the Antarctic Ancestor's 300,000th birthday to finish all the money."

Even his own father was shocked. Yun Feiyang naturally did not dare to scold Bai Ziliang any more, and he hesitated among a hundred ice sculptures while scratching his head and ears.

The group of people were really impatient to wait. Yun Feiyang was not a beautiful woman, so everyone just drank and chatted with each other and ignored him.

The ancestor of Antarctica looked down and was speechless. It was originally a good thing to add to the fun, but now it was turned into an extremely boring thing by the guy below. Unfortunately, there was no set time before.

Hei Yun sighed: "Yun Guang, why is your son strolling around? Those ice sculptures are not stunning beauties, so what's there to see? Brother, I beg you, please urge your son to hurry up. If this continues, monk Even if he doesn’t fall asleep, everyone can’t help but leave. I said your son doesn’t want to force everyone to retreat in this way, and then leave him alone to play, right?”

Yun Guang really couldn't stand it any longer. Seeing that the banquet was about to be ruined by his son, he immediately slapped the table and stood up, pointed downwards and yelled: "Little bastard, why are you bothering?"

Yun Feiyang was startled. He was about to be beaten. He didn't dare to delay. He turned around and punched an ice sculpture next to him.

boom! Among the torn ice sculptures, an ice spirit emerged and bowed to Yun Feiyang.

bingo? The whole audience was dumbfounded!