Big Moon Ballad

1167 Famous Sword
Those hands are very slender, so thin that every time they see it, people wonder how she can hold the sword.

But it was such a pair of hands that supported him steadily, without any shaking, giving people a very strong sense of peace of mind.From childhood to adulthood, as long as there is such a pair of hands holding him, Ying Xun will not be afraid wherever he goes.

But it wasn't until he grew up that he realized that she wasn't that tall at all, and some things were just so strange, just like when he was a child, he didn't understand how such a small person could carry so many things.

Ji Jiashu stood under the tree, looking at the pair of cousins ​​who had gone through hardships, and just when Ying Xun was about to fall, Ying Baoyue caught him.

Ying Baoyue held Ying Xun's shoulders, and Ying Xun's profile brushed her face.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Ying Baoyue opened her mouth softly, then paused.

"Cousin."

"It's not hard," Ying Xun felt a little itchy in his ears. He turned his head to look at the side face, and grinned at the corner of his mouth. "It's a pity that I lost and lost face in front of my sister."

"Don't be ashamed," Ying Baoyue hugged his shoulders tightly and said with a smile, "You are now at a higher level than me."

Yes, being higher than her realm is a rare experience in a sense.

Daddy, you never thought that your son would have such a day, right?

Ying Xun couldn't help muttering in his heart, but the next moment he remembered what the father who died young said, he put away the smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Listen well."

Amidst the noisy voices of people around, Ying Xun struggled to stand up straight, leaned into Ying Baoyue's ear and said in a voice that only she could hear.

"It's not your fault."

"It's not your master's fault either."

Ying Baoyue was taken aback, "What did you say?"

"I said, I never blamed you," Ying Xun whispered in Ying Baoyue's ear, his head was a little dizzy due to excessive blood loss, but his mind was clearer than ever.

In the last meeting nine years ago, because of the youth's willful anger, he lost the chance to tell her what he really thought, but now, he wanted to tell her.

"I never blamed you." Ying Xun said softly, "What happened to your father, whether it was when you married him or when he died, is not your fault."

He was too young to think clearly about some things at the time, but he has thought clearly over the years.

It's just that he didn't expect that he would have the opportunity to tell her all this in person.

Ying Baoyue stood still, and the surrounding sounds seemed to have faded away.

If she guessed correctly, those former Qin survivors should have instilled in Ying Xun's ears that she and her master were witches, that she killed Ying Su, and that her master ruined Daqin's country.

Ying Xun was still young when he went into exile in Southern Chu. From being a proud son of heaven to being a dependent, this huge contrast is enough to make a child grow crooked, not to mention not harboring resentment towards those things.

She never hoped that Ying Xun would not hate her.

Children's love and hate are very simple.When she decided to marry Ying Su, she was ready to be resented by Ying Xun.

Because from the son's point of view, she took the position of his biological mother, so it was only natural to be resented, and Ying Xun did not speak to her again after the engagement was made.

"What's your expression?" Ying Xun chuckled softly in her ear, "You don't always think I hate you, do you?"

It's normal for her to think so, right?

Ying Baoyue gave a wry smile.

Ying Xun stared at her profile, took a deep breath, "I mean it."

"Including your master's matter."

Ying Baoyue's hand holding Ying Xun's shoulder trembled slightly.

Ying Xun stared at her face, a little sad, he knew she cared about that most.

"I don't know exactly what happened on the Great Wall of Eternal Night back then," Ying Xun said, "but don't listen to those nonsense people talking nonsense."

She and her master are not some witches in a chaotic country.

It was the fault of the men from the Ying family who lost the country, so why blame those two women!
Ying Xun remembered what his father had said to him.

Jiangshan Sheji, whoever wants to get it, must bear the responsibility.

No one can lie on the throne and watch others guard the country for you. If you lose the country, you will say that it is the reason that the courtiers are wronging the country.

"Your master is very kind to Ying Shi," Ying Xun said with difficulty, "I trust her."

This trust is priceless.

"Thank you," Ying Baoyue raised her head with a smile on her lips.

"I am very happy."

She is very happy to be reborn and to know the true feelings of Ying Su and Ying Xun.

Even if it may only be for a short period of one year.

"Eldest son!"

"Master stepson!"

At this time, Huo Zhan and other former Qin practitioners rushed up from one side, Ying Baoyue let go of his hand, and handed Ying Xun into Huo Zhan's hands.

She looked down at the bloodstains on her palm, Li Ji walked up to her from under the tree, and looked sideways at her, "Are you injured?"

"It's not my blood." Ying Baoyue clenched her palms and smiled softly, "It's the blood of that fool who wanted to protect me."

She slowly wiped away the blood on her palm and made up her mind.

"Speaking of which, everyone is out of luck," she said with a smile, reaching out and tightly holding the wrist of her left hand.

"What do you want to do?" Li Ji frowned under the mask, noticing Ying Baoyue's movements, his pupils shrank slightly.

"You..." The fingers under Li Ji's sleeve moved slightly, endured the complicated feelings in his heart, stared into her eyes, and asked word by word, "Are you going to the bone?"

"I really can't hide anything from you," Ying Baoyue glanced back, Ji Jiashu and Chen Zichu were standing under the tree together, as if the examiners in the stands were drawing lots, she felt relieved.

"Don't worry, not now."

not now.

The black eyes under Li Ji's mask closed, and he didn't know what to say about this talent.

Now he finally understood why she hadn't broken through.

Ying Baoyue has been suppressing not to break through the God's Dance Realm, because once she breaks through, the curse on her hand will be pierced into her bones.

Deep into the bone marrow, unable to turn back.

Li Ji looked at the girl with resolute eyes in front of him, and a premonition of danger suddenly appeared in his heart.

She seemed to have just decided something.

"you……"

"Let's go back." Ying Baoyue interrupted him, "The next game is about to begin."

Li Ji frowned and was about to say something, but the next moment the examiner's voice came from the high platform.

"The second round of the fourth round, Tuoba Xun of the Northern Wei Dynasty!"

Tuoba Xun?
There was a burst of enthusiastic cheers from the audience, and both Ying Baoyue and Li Ji raised their heads.

Tuoba Xun wants to go?Who is his opponent?

Tuoba Xun, the great disciple of Beihan Pavilion, is like a famous sword of Beihan Pavilion. He is one of the cultivators who have attracted much attention today. His being drawn made all the audience excited.

Even Ying Baoyue couldn't hide his interest.

However, at the next moment, another person who was drawn made the cheers reach their peak.

The examiner's voice almost disappeared in the exclamation.

"The second round of the fourth round."

"Northern Wei Dynasty Tuoba looking for the right..."

"Nanchu, Ji Jiashu!"

(End of this chapter)