Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1161 Elimination
Ying Baoyue and Ji Qingyuan and Ji Ange walked out of the forest side by side.

Shadows of Zhao Guang, Ji Jiashu and others appeared outside the bushes.

"An Ge! Are you alright?"

Seeing that Ji Ange came out by himself, Zhao Guangxi, who had been standing outside the forest looking around, raised his eyebrows, and wanted to rush towards her. Noticing Ji Qingyuan's cold gaze behind him, Zhao Guang's legs and feet slowed down a little.

"I'm fine, what are you doing running so fast, His Royal Highness?" Ji Ange didn't notice the eyes of his brother beside him, and he didn't realize that he unconsciously quickened his pace, passing Ying Baoyue and Ji Qingyuan in an instant, and walked to the front.

"This girl," Ji Qingyuan looked at the back of his younger sister in front of him, and sighed, "It's really a big girl."

Ji Qingyuan felt his hands itch when he saw Zhao Guang greet Ji Ange with a smile on his face. Ji Jiashu and Li Ji were both gentlemen, so he didn't worry about anything at all, but Zhao Guang didn't look like those two men and women. With a measured appearance in getting along, he was [-]% worried that his sister would suffer.

But Ji Ange herself was still ignorant, and Ji Qingyuan didn't dare to tell her clearly, otherwise he would wake her up and he always felt that the result would be even worse.

In terms of love affairs, Ji Qingyuan has always been worried that knowing that Ji Ange will be like their mother.

It would be troublesome if they resembled each other. Although the son never blamed his mother, Ji Qingyuan really felt that his mother's way of looking at men...was really not that good.

In comparison, Ying Baoyue's eyes on men are more reliable. Ji Qingyuan felt a little sour, and looked sideways at the girl beside him, only to find that Ying Baoyue was staring at Ji Ange's back in a daze.

"Holding the moon?" Ji Qingyuan was taken aback, "What's wrong with you?"

He was not worried that Ying Baoyue would have the same worries as him. If Ying Baoyue felt that Zhao Guang would threaten Ji Ange, and Ji Ange wanted to refuse and it was difficult to refuse, she would probably let Zhao Guang enjoy being with him immediately. Treat him like a big brother, instead of staring at Ji Ange.

Ying Baoyue watched Ji Ange running towards Zhao Guang's back, and slowly stretched out his palm.

Ji Qingyuan's heart skipped a beat.

He remembered that when Ying Baoyue helped Ji Ange break through, he used this hand to cover Ji Ange's back.

"Baoyue, what's wrong with your hand?" Ji Qingyuan stepped forward and found that Ying Baoyue's palm had slight burns.

He grabbed her hand with wide eyes, and said in astonishment, "You entered the body of the fire magician?"

He was worried when she led Ji Ange to break through the situation before, but he didn't expect that Ying Baoyue not only sent his true energy into Ji Ange's body, but also tried to use his true energy to find out what was going on in the fire magician's body.

The fusion of true essence between practitioners is an extremely intimate act, just like the fusion of blood between people, but this kind of intimacy is only limited to practitioners who are in the same sword sect or who are born with sword sects.

But the fire method and the water method can overcome each other.

This behavior of Ying Baoyue is extremely dangerous, almost no water magician will take the initiative to contact the fire magician, and Ying Baoyue not only contacts, but also tries to combine fire magic and water magic.

As the guided party, Ji Ange was not affected in any way, and Ji Qingyuan wanted to know that Ying Baoyue had borne all the price.

"Do you know what you're doing?" Ji Qingyuan gripped Ying Baoyue's shoulders tightly, "Even if you lose the memory of your practice, it's been so long, you don't have this common sense, do you?"

Actually trying to enter the body of a fire mage in the same realm with the body of a water mage.

What she did just now was like walking into the sea of ​​fire alone!
If Ji Ange was not ranked sixth but ranked fifth, Ying Baoyue's actions just now were enough to make her self-destruct.

"I know," Ying Baoyue withdrew her palm, looked at Ji Qingyuan with a smile and comforted her, "I'm in a hurry, I just took a little risk to calm An Ge's breath, I won't do it in the future."

really?
Ji Qingyuan withdrew his hand and took a deep breath, "Don't take such a risk again."

"Yeah." Ying Baoyue nodded, but looked at her palm again. It was the first time in her life that she tried to enter the body of a fire mage. Except for the battlefield, she had never touched the fire mage's true essence.

But there was one thing she didn't tell Ji Qingyuan. Just when she entered Ji Ange's body and touched the flame deep in Ji Ange's body, there seemed to be some unusual reactions in her body.

She seemed to be having a dream, in which she seemed to be swallowed by a fire dragon, but when she was swallowed in one bite, her fingertips suddenly ignited with fire.

At that moment, Ying Baoyue woke up with a jolt, and the true energy in Ji Ange's body also calmed down. Only then did Ying Baoyue realize that what she just saw was an illusion.

hallucinations?
Ying Baoyue listened to Ji Ange and Zhao Guang's chatter and laughter, and quietly looked at her fingertips.

There was no flame on it, only burns.

She still remembers that she couldn't light the fire in front of the stone tablet of Jixia Academy no matter what.

She should be out of luck in this life.

Was everything just a dream?
The moment she was swallowed by the fire dragon, she felt horrible but mysterious, the flame on her fingertips seemed to still remain in the depths of her pupils.

All that just now...what the hell is it?
"Hug the moon?" Ji Qingyuan's voice came from one side, full of doubts.

"It's nothing." Ying Baoyue twirled her fingertips and put down her hands, "I just had a daydream."

The two walked out of the woods.

……

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"The match in the afternoon is about to start, and the lottery will be drawn soon." Ji Jiashu walked in front of them, looked at Ying Baoyue, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay," Ying Baoyue nodded, and followed the crowd to the stone platform.

Although it had been cleaned at noon, the smell of blood still lingered under the stone platform.

Each of the remaining 64 practitioners received a cloth belt in the country's representative color, which is the honor of winning in the morning.

Practitioners who can enter the top 64 can already become famous in the practice world.

Ying Baoyue looked around at the practitioners wearing cloth belts. Those who could stay until the afternoon were already some well-known practitioners. Most of them were either already at the fifth level, or they were high-ranking practitioners in the elementary ceremony.

Among these practitioners, the number of practitioners in the south is only in the early [-]s.

"There are too many Xirong people..."

Chen Zichu also looked around and gritted his teeth.

The competition faced by practitioners from the Six Nations this year is much higher than the previous one, because among the top 64 positions, Xirong people have already occupied [-] positions.

It doesn't look like many, but you must know that there are only fifty practitioners from Xirong who came to Soochow.

And among the 50 people, 14 people actually made it to the end.

Ying Baoyue took a deep breath, and looked at the young man standing beside him under the osmanthus tree.

There are only five practitioners wearing cloth belts.

Gui Chen, Zhao Guang, and Song Qian lost in the second round, while Jiang Yuanyuan, Du Siqi, and Chen Zichu all lost in the third round.

Now under the osmanthus tree, among the practitioners who entered the top 64, apart from her, only Xu Yishan, Chen Zihan, Ji Jiashu and Li Ji remained.

(End of this chapter)