Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1164
"look at me."

Ying Baoyue's fingertips had already dug into her palm, and she suddenly raised her head upon hearing this.

Ji Jiashu, Chen Zichu, and the others on both sides of her looked nervously at the stage, but no one noticed the voice that just came.

what happened?

Ying Baoyue raised her head in a daze, looked towards the stage, and met a pair of light brown eyes.

Gentle, eyes that seem to accommodate everything about her.

Countless memories came flooding back, and she was suddenly hit by the eyes that resembled that person, and she clenched the wrist of her left hand tightly.

The next moment Ying Baoyue came back to her senses, dismissed the illusion for a moment, and stared fixedly into those eyes.

Brown eyes the same color as his father's, similar but not identical.

The eyes in her memory were wider, like the deep sea under the moonlight, while Ying Xun's eyes were lighter, more immature, and clearer.

The only thing that is the same is the concentration when staring at her.

It's been like this since birth, as long as you stare at her, you won't cry.

"elder sister."

At this time, those eyes were staring at her in the fire on the high platform, and Ying Xun whispered from an angle that no one could see, "Look at me."

The people around did not respond, Ying Baoyue realized that Ying Xun had used sound transmission to enter the code, and only passed this sentence to her.

He was talking to her alone.

If it wasn't for her alone, he wouldn't call her that.

Because her current body is his sister, not his sister.

But he had never called her that before in the audience.After the first round of the Intermediate Ceremony, Ying Baoyue knew that Ying Xun had noticed her true identity, and had always wanted to have an open and honest talk with Ying Xun.But he kept avoiding her. Although she could stop him if she really wanted to, but because there were too many things to do, she put it aside and stopped looking for him, thinking to give Ying Xun some time to digest.

Thinking about it now, she was the one who avoided it.

Her original identity was too embarrassing for Ying Xun. According to the former Qin survivor, she was no different from his father-killing enemy. He could accept her identity and did not seek revenge or question her. Ying Xun Baoyue originally thought it was because Ying Xun had been avoiding thinking about this issue.

But she didn't expect that, without her explaining, Ying Xun had accepted the matter voluntarily at some point.

Just like in the previous life, calling her sister.

Although the relationship between them can no longer be regarded as siblings.After she decided to marry Ying Su, Ying Xun never called her sister again.

Ying Baoyue's heart shrank when she heard the name of her sister after ten years.

What is Ying Xun planning to do now?
"Young Master!" Huo Zhan's exclamation sounded again from the audience, Ying Baoyue raised his head suddenly, but was frozen to the ground by the blood dripping in front of his eyes.

"The tenth sword of Beihan's fourteen swords!" Xu Bingqing made a new sword while laughing loudly. Ying Xun turned sideways to dodge but was unable to dodge in time, and was cut in his left arm.

The youth on the stage was dripping with blood, but the eyes of the practitioners off the stage were full of astonishment.

"This is the untold secret of Beihan Pavilion, Yuanshuanghua Fourteen Swords!"

"It is indeed the highest sword technique left by the Eight Gods!"

"This sword technique is really great. It has surpassed the secret sword of Jixia Academy, right? If you practice it to the top level, no one will be able to match it!"

"This is the first time I have seen the last few moves!"

A smug smile appeared on Xu Bingqing's face, and the sword energy in his hand was like a rainbow. He just wanted to show off his hands and let these blind practitioners see what is the best swordsmanship in the world!

"So what about the last few swords?" Xu Bingqing looked condescendingly at Ying Xun, who was covered in sword wounds but was supported by some kind of force and refused to fall, and sneered, "Are you still able to use the Forbidden Sword?"

He will not.

Ying Xun clenched his teeth, sensing the smell of blood between his teeth, he could only smile wryly.

The orthodox Huofa sword originated from Jixia Academy, currently there are only twelve swords left, but seven years ago, everyone knew that the orthodox Huofa sword had a total of eighteen swords.

Seven years ago, Da Si Ming died, and the Six Swords of the Fire Technique developed by her and her disciple Shao Siming was regarded as a forbidden sword and was discarded.

Not even the sword manual was left behind.

Ying Xun had only seen the six moves of swordsmanship from a distance, and that was on a snowy night when she danced swords for his father and the great master of Qin.But the childhood memory is too vague, the last time I saw the Six Swords of the Fire Art with my own eyes, I saw it from someone else's hand.

The step-son of the Northern Wei Dynasty with a mysterious background, in that battle with Meng Shi, Ying Xun saw Yueman Xilou so closely for the first time again.

Fire method thirteen swords, the moon is full of the west tower.

But he is not a genius, he cannot learn other people's sword skills just by looking at them, let alone see the flaws and secrets in other people's sword skills just by looking at them.

He is not a genius.

Ying Xun remembered how he felt when Meng Shi knocked off the long sword, and felt bitter in his heart.

He can't learn.

No matter why she died, even if he was there at that time, he couldn't protect her.

"Since you don't know how to do it, why are you still blasphemy here?" Xu Bingqing couldn't help laughing out loud when she heard Ying Xun's answer. "Then what are you doing standing around here?"

She thought that the former Mr. Qin was hiding some tricks to turn himself around, but he didn't know any tricks at all, so what kind of clown is he here?
"I won't," Ying Xun faced Xu Bingqing's ridicule, but suddenly smiled. He held the other end of the long sword with one hand, and firmly resisted Xu Bingqing's sword flower. "I'm not your opponent."

He knew from before he took the stage that he couldn't beat Xu Bingqing.

But he hasn't fallen yet, hasn't thrown in the towel.

"Is Ying Xun crazy? What is he doing?" Chen Zichu said in a broken voice, "Why didn't he admit defeat if he couldn't win?"

He even kept provoking Xu Bingqing, as if he wanted Xu Bingqing to use more powerful moves to deal with him.

Even more powerful... moves?
Ying Baoyue was taken aback for a moment, staring at the figure of the young man on the stage, and Xu Bingqing's every move opposite him.

"Yes, that's it."

Ying Xun's smiling figure rang in her ears.

"look at me."

"See clearly."

Ying Xun spoke to Ying Baoyue word by word.

"See her every move."

Ying Baoyue's breath was suffocated.

All the voices of the world seemed to be far away from her in an instant, and in the vast snowy field, she could only see the bloody young man fighting hard.

Ying Xun described him as embarrassed, but there was a triumphant smile on the corner of his mouth, a happy and pure smile.

He couldn't beat Xu Bingqing, but he had heard a long time ago that the Saintess of the Northern Wei Dynasty seemed to hate the male cultivators who came from the royal family, and she would definitely use all means to defeat such men.

Therefore, as long as he insisted not to fall, he could induce Xu Bingqing to reveal more and more sword skills.

Every move and style is exposed to the eyes of the practitioners in the audience.

It was exposed to Ying Baoyue's eyes.

Amid the blood and sword fire, Ying Xun raised his head slightly, with a smile on his lips.

He's not a genius, he can't spy out the secrets of the opponent's swordsmanship just by looking, but there is one person who can.

He couldn't beat Xu Bingqing, but he could at least make one person see Xu Bingqing's swordsmanship clearly.

The Frost Flower Fourteen Swords is the untold secret of Beihan Pavilion. If it was the original Ying Baoyue, she must know how to deal with these sword moves, but recalling the way Ying Baoyue walked along the way, Ying Xun can guess It seems that she probably forgot all about practice.

Forget it all, starting from scratch, but still become so powerful.

Ying Xun looked up at the sky exposed in the intertwined sword and fire, and understood his father's mood in an instant.

In practice, even though he is more talented than his father, he will never be able to protect that girl with his own hands.

She is far stronger than them.

But God, why let them know how powerless they are?

"Xun'er, that's enough, I've seen it clearly, stop now!"

Ying Baoyue's anxious voice came from next to his ear, Ying Xun laughed and swung his last sword.

There was a loud bang on the high platform.

Ying Baoyue stared blankly at the dust rising from the stone platform, and heard the young man's gentle voice with a smile in his ear.

"Don't be afraid, I've grown up."

"I can protect you in my own way."

　Maybe it's more pure emotion
　　
　
(End of this chapter)