Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1820
There was a scalp-numbing sound of rubbing in the air, and countless wind blades aimed at Wu Chanxu who was lying on the ground in an instant, as if they were going to pierce him into a sieve the next moment.

"Say!"

Murongyin's eyes were shattered, she stared at the man lying on the ground, "What did you do to Shubai?"

"Master, calm down."

Ying Baoyue hugged Murong Yin's waist from behind, and shouted loudly, "He's lying!"

"Your Highness, why do you think so?"

Between life and death, Wu Chanxu remained unhurried, "However, it's normal that you don't know me well. After all, the person who sent you to the imperial tomb was indeed not me, but two of my stupid subordinates."

He sighed, "That guy is really stupid, so stupid that he escaped from that place without even knowing whether he was dead or not."

Ying Baoyue's heart tightened. Apart from her, only the two people who attacked at that time knew what happened under the imperial tomb.Wu Chanxu's ability to tell it at least proved that he knew those two people.

From what Wu Chanxu said, he didn't seem to know her real identity, but he just thought that Ying Baoyue hadn't been completely killed?
Then why did he suddenly reveal all these secrets?
"So it was your monastery's idea to murder me?"

Ying Baoyue took a step forward, stared into the man's eyes, and paused every word, "Why do you want to kill me?"

Wu Chanxu actually admitted such a serious crime as murdering the former Qin princess without blinking an eye. What exactly do the people of Xirong want to do?
"There are people in the former Qin Dynasty who want you to die," Wu Chanxu said with a smile, "I just followed the trend and did a good thing."

Inside the former Qin Dynasty?

Ying Baoyue's breath suddenly became short of breath. Combined with her previous conjecture, could it be that Daqin's secret stake in Xirong really betrayed?

"Who wants me dead?"

"Then I can't say that," Wu Chanxu smiled, "Your Royal Highness may not know that our monastery usually accepts assassination business in addition to investigating news."

"Killing you is a big deal."

"Our monastery is very reputable in doing business," he said lightly and cheerfully, "Even if my villain is beaten by the mountain ghost with a wind blade, I won't say the name of the customer."

Ling late?

The hairs on Murong Yin's back stand on end, just from the way he speaks, it can be seen that his madness and cruelty are far beyond normal people.

"Don't pretend to be a gentleman," Ying Baoyue's eyes turned cold, "Who knows if you're lying."

Wu Chanxu's words sound reasonable and well-founded, but in fact they are based on seven parts of falsehood on three parts of truth, and there are too many contents in it that cannot withstand scrutiny.

What he said just now was simply to shift the responsibility for killing her to the internal struggle of the former Qin Dynasty, in an attempt to pick Xi Rong out.

"Tell me about how you got that formation paper," Ying Baoyue said coldly, "Isn't this the only thing you know about Da Si Ming?"

Wu Chanxu's eyes flashed, "As the villain said, the villain took it from Da Si Ming."

"How did you get it?"

Before Ying Baoyue could speak, Murongyin asked first.

If eyes could kill, Wu Chanxu would have died countless times by now.

"Of course it was snatched," Wu Chanxu said with a smile, "The villain used a trick to lure the chief minister to a place where there was no one, and took the opportunity to take the paper."

The original red corners of Murong Yin's eyes returned to their original color.

"is it?"

she said lightly.

If she still doubted Dou when Ying Baoyue hugged her before, she has completely thought it through now.

This Xirong man was indeed lying.

"You make up a good story," Murong Yin said flatly, "It's a pity you don't have that ability."

With Wu Chanxu's state seven years ago, if he could do such a thing, the Xirong people would probably have swallowed the Yangtze River and annexed Southern Chu long ago.

Murongyin tightened his five fingers, Wu Chanxu tightened his neck, his eyes bulged.

"and many more……"

Wu Chanxu's chest was suffocated, and he rolled on the ground, "Murongyin! I know why Xirong asked you to get married..."

Murong Yin frowned, her fingers stopped in the air.

She didn't stop because of the information leaked from Wu Chanxu's mouth, but she really felt that something was wrong.

To be honest, she has been wary of Wu Chanxu committing suicide or playing tricks since just now, because it is really impossible for a heavenly cultivator to rush here to die so rashly.

Could it be that there is no death-avoidance restriction on Xirong Tianjie?

What's more, even at the end of the mountain, the heavenly practitioners can at least choose to blew themselves up and die with their opponents, but Wu Chanxu didn't choose this way, and instead rolled on the ground like a clown, greedy for life and afraid of death.

This is really inconsistent with the cold impression he gave her before that he would not hesitate to blow up the barrier of Yunshou Peak with the lives of his subordinates.

"What the hell are you playing?"

Murong Yin looked at him coldly, "Do you really think I dare not kill you?"

"Ahem," Wu Chanxu lay weakly on the ground, "Of course the villain doesn't think so."

"The villain is just here to pass on a message, and if he can complete his mission, it's a worthwhile trip."

What the hell is this man doing?

"Say what?"

"The villain has already said it before," Wu Chanxu glanced at Ying Baoyue out of the corner of his eye, "The Buddhist Temple would like to invite the former Princess Qin to Xirong."

"Why should I listen to you?"

Ying Baoyue narrowed her eyes, "It's enough for you to kill me once, do you want to do it again?"

As she spoke, she quietly squeezed Murong Yin's hand behind her back.

The temperature of Murongyin's palm gave her some comfort.

Wu Chanxu seemed to be under Murongyin's control, but in fact his behavior was extremely abnormal.

It's impossible for him not to know, it's impossible for her to obediently obey him and go to Xirong, so why is he saying all this, delaying time?

Ying Baoyue glanced at Murong Yin out of the corner of her eye, and Murong Yin shook her head at her.

It means that the people down the mountain are fine.

With Ji Da at the foot of the mountain and so many outstanding practitioners, it is unlikely that something will happen.

There is a mountain ghost, the son of God, who sits on the mountain, and the White Tiger God is not far away. Wu Chanxu is only a heavenly rank, and it is impossible for anything to happen.

So what does he want to do?
……

……

"what happened?"

Li Ji was sitting on the bank of the river moving his newly recovered hands and feet when the silver-haired boy beside him suddenly raised his head.

"It's nothing." The silver-haired boy fixed his gaze on the direction of the mountain top, "A bedbug got in."

Li Ji's pupils shrank suddenly, "Is it Wu Chanxu?"

The silver-haired boy glanced at him unexpectedly, "You know it very well."

"Before, he was the only one whose whereabouts were unknown," Li Ji clenched his fists, "Chunyu fled at night, and I'm still wondering where this person is."

"He's on the top of the mountain now," the silver-haired boy's eyes were slightly cold, "in front of the mountain ghost and Ying Baoyue."

"what?"

Li Ji was stunned, and suddenly clenched the hilt of his waist, his figure was about to disappear in a flash, but he was suddenly grabbed from behind.

"What are you in a hurry?"

The silver-haired boy frowned and glanced at his chest, "The bones on your body haven't grown well yet."

"That Wu Chanxu is a dangerous person." Li Ji looked sternly, "We must not let him appear in front of Baoyue!"

"No matter how dangerous he is, he is only a heavenly rank, and he will not be able to make a fortune under Shen Zi's hands," the silver-haired boy said disapprovingly.

Nothing happened to Murongyin in the end, he was in a good mood at this moment, and said with a smile, "The mountain ghost is up there, it will be fine."

The silver-haired boy glanced at Li Ji with disgust, "It's you, you rushed up alone, and you couldn't even pass the barrier on the top of the mountain. Aren't you causing trouble for me?"

Li Ji's footsteps stopped.

"Sorry, senior, I was impulsive."

The White Tiger God was right, if he was only facing Wu Chanxu alone, even he would have the power to fight, not to mention Shan Gui and Ying Baoyue were both on top.

"and many more."

However, at this moment, the silver-haired boy who was already confident suddenly froze, and his ears moved.

"what sound?"

　what sound
　　
　
(End of this chapter)