Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1793 Doubt

The morning light fell on the beautiful eyebrows of the woman at the entrance of the cave, and Ying Baoyue shook his head.

She put her hand in Murong Yin's palm, Murong Yin smiled, and led her out of the cave.

The two left the cave, and Murongyin led Ying Baoyue to the turtle back rock by the lake.

Today is a sunny day, and the sun shines on the ice of the frozen lake, crystal clear.Ying Baoyue followed Murongyin, looking at the figure in front of her, she suddenly felt that the mountain ghost seemed a little different from yesterday.

But what is different?
Both of them washed up after waking up in the morning, because Ying Baoyue's old clothes were already in tatters, Murongyin specially found out Lin Shubai's old clothes to change for her, and then changed herself.

Although it was new clothes, the clothes on Murong Yin's body were no different in style and color from the ones she wore yesterday, it was still white like snow, with a fairy air.

What is wrong?

Ying Baoyue racked her brains to think, and when she was about to reach the edge of the turtle's back stone, she suddenly realized.

The difference between Murong Yin today and yesterday is not his clothes, but his hair.

When we first met yesterday, she simply had black hair like silk and satin loose, and she didn't wear any jewelry hair accessories on her head.

But today Murongyin rolled up her black hair, revealing her graceful nape. A white jade hairpin was inserted in her bun, exuding a soft radiance.

Just putting her hair up in a bun made her look completely different from yesterday.

"What are you staring at my neck for?"

Murongyin walked to the stone on the back of the turtle and stood still, turned around and gave a helpless look at Ying Baoyue who was staring at her intently.

"I thought my back was going to catch fire."

"I'm sorry," Ying Baoyue was taken aback for a moment before recovering, "I, I just think you look good with your hair up."

"is it?"

Murongyin twisted the broken hair at the end of her hair and smiled, "Thank you."

Ying Baoyue was startled, and suddenly realized that the reason she felt that Murong Yin was different from yesterday was not only because of the change in the other's hairstyle, but also because of the change in Murong Yin's aura.

When she was sitting on the rock alone yesterday, she was as cold as this snow mountain, reclusive and independent.

But after one night, Murong Yin's aura became much softer, just like the hairpin on her head, moist and crystal clear, without that oppressive feeling, her whole body seemed to be liberated.

"You're still staring at me," Murong Yin said with a wry smile, "Even if you keep staring at me, I won't say anything to you about your master."

Ying Baoyue came back to her senses, "You don't want to tell me, can I guess by myself?"

"Guess what?"

Murong Yin frowned.

"Of course it is to guess who is behind the scenes."

It's true that Murongyin's mouth was very strict, but Ying Baoyue felt that before breaking the curse, he should be able to get something out of him.

She had an ominous premonition, always feeling that if she didn't say something now, she wouldn't have a chance to read it.

"Murongyin, I don't believe you haven't guessed who is most likely to do the trick."

Ying Baoyue stared into her eyes, "Among the eight gods, who did you suspect?"

Murong Yin froze.

Seeing the other party's reaction, Ying Baoyue knew it well.

Sure enough, Murong Yin also suspected the Eight Gods.

When it comes to the murderers of Shao Siming and Da Siming, the eight gods are the first to bear the brunt of the suspicion.

Because in the huge mountain and sea continent, in terms of individual strength, only these few people can pose a threat to the gods.

When she had just been reborn before, Ying Baoyue was unwilling to approach the remaining sons of God in order to break the curse, because she suspected that the murderer was among them.

She didn't want to curry favor with her master's murderer for the sake of surviving.

But as she reintegrated into the practice world in the past six months, she gradually discovered that things were not that simple.

Every Son of God is a very complex individual.

"Although you have suspected the other sons of God, you can't investigate their affairs, and you don't know enough about them," Ying Baoyue looked at Murongyin and said softly.

Every god son has a barrier to protect him, and Murong Yin, who is also at the second level, can find out very limited information with the wind method.

The ability of the Son of God to hide himself is too strong, few people can understand the true personality of the Son of God, even the relatives around them may not know it.

"Who do you doubt, you can tell me, and I can analyze it for you," Ying Baoyue looked into Murong Yin's eyes, "I'm probably the only one who understands all the remaining sons of God."

Although Murong Yin is also one of the eight gods, her environment is isolated from the world. If Lin Shubai hadn't mentioned it to her in detail, she would not know about the other gods.

But Ying Baoyue is different, she grew up with her master, she has dealt with every son of God, and also watched all the rank battles, she has forgotten some things, but she still remembers many things.

Murongyin's heart trembled. Although she had already made a decision, she had to say that Ying Baoyue's proposal was very attractive.

Unlike himself, the Son of God who couldn't get down the mountain, Ying Baoyue was a practitioner of the Eight Gods in the true sense.

She did know a lot of information that Ying Baoyue didn't, but she really had to ask Ying Baoyue if she wanted to talk about the secrets between the gods and sons.

If some information is exchanged at this time, she may really be able to get the answer at the last moment.

"Most of the sons of God have actually been eliminated by me."

Murongyin closed her eyes and said softly, "The first person I suspected was Ji Mo."

Ah... sure enough.

Ying Baoyue was stunned, and suddenly remembered the battle between the mountain ghost and Ji Mo in the elementary ceremony, and felt lingering fear.

The posture of those two people at that time was that they wanted to kill each other. They had never seen each other and they hated each other like this, which was considered powerful.

"Have Jim Mo's suspicions been dispelled?"

"No," Murong Yin brushed her hair calmly, "He's the only one I know who hasn't been ruled out yet."

"At the primary ceremony, I wanted to test him, but I couldn't do anything," Murong Yin said calmly, "I have accumulated that blow for seven years, and I thought that at least one of his arms would be broken."

This... is called temptation?
Ying Baoyue was speechless for a moment.

"By the way, thank you for helping me out at the primary ceremony," Ying Baoyue bowed to thank Murongyin immediately, although he was complaining endlessly in his heart, "I should have told you as soon as we met yesterday."

The air battle in the primary ceremony was the first time that the mountain ghost directly protected her.

If it hadn't been for the mountain ghost, Ji Mo, who wanted to kill her on the spot, would not have given up.

"You're welcome, after all I didn't just want to save you," Murong Yin said nonchalantly, "Ji Mo and I have had a grudge for a long time, and the seven-year preparation is mainly to vent my anger on myself."

She also noticed this, Ying Baoyue smiled wryly, but she understood Murongyin's mood very well.

If there is an anti-Jimo alliance on the Shanhai Continent, the two of them will definitely be able to fight hand in hand.

"Let's not talk about Ji Mo for now," Ying Baoyue said, "It's true that he won't be able to get rid of the suspicion for a while."

"Besides Ji Mo, who else do you suspect?"

Murong Yin was silent for a moment, "It can only be that person, right?"

She raised her head and looked into Ying Baoyue's eyes.

"National Teacher of Xirong, Lord Yunzhong."

　Everyone must be very unfamiliar with this title.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)