
Yongyu tried to calm the mind, and made peace with a rumble, muttering in silence.
''God, if there's another life, let me have no blood brothers, if it's like him.
More wise brothers are brought together in closeness, caring for each other, and appreciating relationships. Although, not from the same mother's womb.''
Yongyu's feelings were still raging, the thought of him getting provoked by anger as flashes of events in the past flashed back through his mind.
He slowly opened his eyes, his hands involuntarily clenching strongly.
''Is it true that you are Jiangyun?, then where, and why only now, are you showing yourself?.''
Yongyu suddenly opened his voice, and asked the question that almost everyone wanted to ask, to Jing Yun in front of him.
''Really, shouldn't you be....''
Wuhan reflexively, connecting questions from Yongyu.
But for some reason, the man's speech had paused for a moment, before he finally returned he continued. ''You shouldn't have to go back (have died) after all this time?.''
Wuhan connected Yongyu's words, he was eager to find out how Jiang Jingyun, had been able to get through his life for so long, without drinking the poison suppressing potion on his body.
Moreover, now after almost a few years, even Jiang Jing Yun's body could be said to be fresh in shape, and had no signs of poison effects at all.
However, given where they are now, with many pairs of eyes, and ears paying attention, Wuhan undoes that.
Jiang Jing Yun's incarnation, who did not know the direction of the conversation, and the intent of the real question from Wuhan, began to be provoked, as well as answering what he knew according to his thinking.
''Why should I go back, aren't there many places I can stay. Then what's wrong if you just come back now?, this man is only a prince in title, and not an Emperor who must boast on the imperial seat.'' Jingyun replied without thinking of anything.
He was unaware of the error said, in a series of answers deliberately asked by Wuhan.
And of course, be it Wuhan, Yongyu and Jiang Jing wei knew the location of the irregularities.
With an unconcerned answer to the poison in Jingyun's original body, Jiang jing yun's incarnation had unmasked itself.
While hearing the awkward answer, Wuhan smiled and said again. ''Obviously you are not him, because he is not as stupid as you.''
Wuhan knows well who Jiang Yun is.
Because aside from being Jiang Jing's loyal bodyguard, he was a playmate since the childhood of the 2nd prince.
He was, one of the people who knew jiang Jingyun well.
If it wasn't for the caste and the distinguishing bloodline, perhaps Wuhan was another sibling to jing yun.
However, as someone who is able to put himself, especially when he began to reach adolescence, and understand the differences between them.
Wuhan began to limit interactions, and the cemderung withdrew from its proximity to Jing yun.
He was more focused on missions, which Emperor Jiang jing wei gave him.
With such a decision, Wuhan became a more silent figure and seemed cold, and rarely gave his shoulders to Jingyun slump.
Until gradually, he grew colder and ignored friends since childhood, due to the actions of Jiang jing wei.
However, his feelings were stirred again, as Jing ordered him to forcefully insert poison into Jingyun's mouth.
To him he was more than just a prince, his heart wanting to reject the order.
However, the position and oath he made, when Jing wei accepted him, and brought him into the palace, required Wuhan to keep the order.
No matter how bad the master commands, he must immediately carry it out well.
''Whether or not it is natural, when everything is in my hands, even if the real Jingyun comes, it will not make me a fake one.'' Jiang Jingyun said in a stern manner.
Be it Yongyu, wuhan, Emperor Jing and all the soldiers there, heard it clearly.
Now they understood who the figure was, behind the 2nd prince's face in front of him.
However, that understanding is only limited to knowing, that in front of him is only a copycat.
They still did not understand what was the purpose behind this, and who was the identity of Jingyun there.
But after a while they found out about it. A huge shadow of mist enveloped Jingyun's body.
That fog, constantly revolved and enveloped the gallant body in front of them.
It was as if, a power that would swallow him alive, and end the body of the impersonator for good.
However, that was not the case, having waited and witnessed the events before them for a while.
The body is large, with 2 times the size of the human body in general.
And from the neck to the head, still in the form of a wolf.
The bead of the eyes that is yellowish-colored, as if shining with sharpness, as well as the wild breadth emanated clearly.
Under the glare of the blazing flames, burning the rebel warrior camp there, those eyes seemed to be getting brighter and giving off a frightening effect.
Either because of the appearance, or the atmosphere that began to creep darker, making the fur to sit standing, as well as the swish feeling that creates fear and horror.
Not even a bright flame blazing, could make the horror from those eyes disappear.
Existing, it was precisely as if increasingly making a figure in front of them, look like a god of death.
''How do you like me like this?.'' Said the Jingyun creature.
Without needing an answer from anyone, he quickly moved to attack the line of people in front of him.
But with the direction of the attack as well as his movements, everyone was able to guess. That, the purpose of the attack as well as the movement, was more centered on crippling Jiang jing wei.
Realizing this, both Wuhan, and Jing's elite shadow guards, immediately provided protection, as well as made their own shields, in front of Jing.
Great general Feng as Jing's biological father, was more unable to remain silent.
Seeing the threat to the son, reflexively taking the front scaffold, and followed his trusted troops.
The action, quickly caught the attention of young general Song Yisu, who invited the beginning was indeed beside Feng.
However, with the rapid movement of the creature, which was like a flash of light, not only the soldiers who were bounced fell to the ground.
The great general Feng, and the Jesuit General Song also seemed overwhelmed with just a few moves from that incarnate figure.
This is not because they do not have the ability.
However, the two of them were unable to take any action or carry out any meaningful attacks, in front of the incarnation.
The creature can freely hit them, from any direction without being detected.
And once they realized its existence, as well as having an attacking chance, still everything was in vain.
Because of all the blows, attacks, and sabbaticals of their weapons, they could not touch the incarnate body easily.
the attacks, just pierced through the tubes, and passed like shadows.
It's like a sharp object on water and it doesn't have any effect.
In fact, after a while had passed, not only screams of pain and shrill groans rang out from Jing's troops.
And in the end many bodies of the soldiers were lying down, lifeless.
From the rows of bodies that did not wart on the ground, most of their chests were torn apart, and covered in blood, as a result of the heart and heart were forcibly pulled out.
The creature in fact not only killed the soldiers belonging to Jing, he also tore the chest, and pulled out the contents in it with terrible savagery.
This was also true for the Jingyun vassal soldiers, who had been besieged just a moment ago.
For the creature, whether they side with him or not, they are still not members of his body (not considered to be his).
Verily they (rebel soldiers) had little hope.
Amidst the fear of death they would receive as punishment for the rebellion this time.
The leader or better known as the second Prince, or Jiang Jingyun, although with a monstrous form at that time, had been able to reverse the position, and easily paralyze the Jing army's ranks, he said, with just one buzz.
They think that if the situation continues, they will not be a traitor.
Perhaps even, in the future it will probably have glory, as a new imperial vassal.
However, after seeing the ferocity of the Jingyun in front of him at this moment, their hopes were dashed again, their small brains seemed to regain the intake of enlightenment.
Even if the second prince succeeds with the attack, they will not survive at this time.
And the life ahead of them and their families, is like a flock of sheep in a wolf cage.
They will be cattle, for the preparation of food for the master.
Their bodies were again limp, with this, the minds and hearts of almost all of the rebel soldiers, filled with regret and fear.
Is this the master they are fighting for, to lead in the future?, or are they preparing their own heart and heart, as a rotating dish at the table of the master, voluntarily?.