Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1832
"Let me think about it, let me think about it, there is always another way..."

Murong Yin looked around, feeling a little bewildered.

"Master, if this continues, we will all die," Ying Baoyue looked at the panic on Murongyin's face, and said softly, "Don't stop me, let me go."

"No, I will go if I want to go."

Murong Yin's face turned pale, and she gritted her teeth suddenly, "I'll go."

"Since the other party is also a second-rank wind mage, it is my responsibility to defeat him!"

"No, Master," Ying Baoyue shook his head hastily, "You can't go."

Although Murong Yin's level is high, but his experience is too inexperienced, if he goes like this, he will really be beaten by a meat bun.

Ying Baoyue can understand Murongyin's confusion when faced with this situation.Even though she seemed to have the majesty of the Son of God, Wu Chanxu almost pierced Murongyin's heart when she met her for the first time, which showed that she was not suitable for such a situation at all.

But this cannot be blamed on her. Murong Yin has never left home since she was sensible, living a life isolated from the world, and has never learned how to fight.

Even if you are born with the ability to see many things, it is like someone who has watched many war movies and throws them on the battlefield will still be frightened. No chance to practice.

Such a person is only suitable for fighting in the nest, not out of the nest.

He is also a second-rank wind master, but Yun Zhongjun was honed in the wolf-eating environment of Xirong, and his mental skills and the means of fighting with wind skills are many times deeper.

To have such a Murongyin fight against Yun Zhongjun is like throwing a little lamb in front of the big bad wolf, it's too reluctant.

Ying Baoyue lowered her gaze slightly, and saw that Murongyin's hands hidden under her sleeves were shaking.

Sure enough.

Murong Yin was really scared.

"Master, don't be impulsive, I may not be in trouble," Ying Baoyue pulled Murong Yin's arm off her body, "But if I don't do it, I can only rely on you in the future, listen carefully, wait Down……"

Her voice stopped abruptly, and she slowly looked at her feet.

"Master?"

A red light glowed on the ground, and the breeze blew, revealing some lines that had been buried by the snow.

It was the formation Murongyin drew on the ground before!

At some point, the two of them actually returned to the position where they had transferred the curse. Seeing the familiar red light, Ying Baoyue tensed up and jumped to the side, but it was too late.

The red light was shining brightly, and her feet were immediately unable to move as if they were stuck in a quagmire.

But it was different from before, this time her hands could still move, but her legs were tightly trapped.

"Mistress!"

Ying Baoyue looked at Murongyin sharply. This formation has been modified by her before, so it should not be able to be activated repeatedly, but now it can be activated again. There is only one possibility, that is, Murongyin just took advantage of talking to her. At the same time, he quietly changed the formation on the ground.

"I know you can undo this formation, but it's only for a while, just stay here obediently."

Murongyin straightened her body, reached out and touched Ying Baoyue's head.

Her palms were still shaking.

But at the next moment, she withdrew her hand, walked over Ying Baoyue's body, and walked towards the frozen lake.

"Mistress!"

Big cold sweat rolled down Ying Baoyue's cheeks, she turned her head to look at Murongyin's back, "Don't mess around!"

"Why are you messing around?" Murong Yin untied a bell from his wrist with a pale face, "Don't look down on me too much."

To be honest, facing the fierce battle between Ji Mo and Wu Chanxu, who was splattered with flesh and blood, she was terrified when she stood aside and watched, and she just wanted to run away.

However, she has no way out.

This is her home, and behind her are the people she must protect.

"It's okay, Ayin, you can do it."

Murongyin chanted in her heart, bent down, and took off the shoes and socks on her feet.

"Master, what are you going to do?"

Ying Baoyue noticed her actions and widened her eyes.

"Let me try, if I fail, it's never too late for you to try your best."

Murongyin straightened up and looked at the messy ice lake in front of her.

At the edge of this icy lake, she made the most important choice in her life. She chose to become the Son of God as quickly as possible, sacrificing the path of becoming a swordsman. combat ability.

However, although she can't attack others with a sword, it doesn't mean she can't fight.

The sword confrontation with Ji Mo at the primary ceremony used up all her seven years of courage and savings, but it was useless for Wu Chanxu who could only use it for sneak attacks, and used it in most battles. no.

She needs other means of fighting.

Since she is determined to live on, since she is determined to go down the mountain, she will eventually take this step.

She is no longer a princess trapped in the palace, not a chick protected by the chief minister, not a vase that can only hide on the mountain.

Murongyin closed her eyes, held the bell in her hand, and began to beat.

jingle.

jingle.

jingle.

A pleasant bell rang in the wind, and Ying Baoyue stared blankly at the woman dancing barefoot by the lake.

"Master?"

Murongyin's cheeks were blushing, but she closed her eyes tightly and mobilized her whole body's true energy, just jumping, dancing, meticulous and concentrated.

got windy.

With the ringing of the bell, the torrent of wind and snow gathered around her, more and more, more and more.

"Ok?"

The eyes of Wu Chanxu, who was fighting against Ji Mo, were slightly focused, and he looked towards the lake.

"You still want to look elsewhere?"

There was a stern look in Ji Mo's eyes, and the King Yue's sword was radiant, and he slashed away, and the eyeballs on Wu Chanxu looked back in embarrassment.

"Ho ho."

Chunyuye, who was fighting with Li Ji, also had a strange look in his green pupils, and moved his limbs to go in Murongyin's direction.

"You don't want to leave!"

Li Ji clenched his teeth, and countless streams of water immediately submerged him. Chunyuye struggled and swung his short spear to resist Li Ji's attack.

Above the sky, the white tiger that was biting Yinglong lowered its head, a trace of shock appeared in its big eyes.

"Ayin?"

The surroundings were very noisy, but gradually, Ying Baoyue could only hear the sound of bells, and could only see the figure of a woman dancing by the lake.

She stood where she was, watching Murong Yin who was constantly jumping lightly.

No, at this moment she is not Murong Yin, but a mountain ghost.

"If there is someone who loves the mountains, he will be taken by Xue Lixi. He can look at you and smile, and Zi Muyu is kind and graceful. You can ride a red leopard and follow a raccoon dog, and a magnolia cart to tie an osmanthus flag."

"Du Heng was taken by Shi Lanxi, and Fangxin left behind his thoughts. The rest of the place is secluded and the sky is never seen, and the road is dangerous and difficult. It is only later. It is independent on the mountain, and the clouds are beautiful and below."

Standing alone and independent, this is the mountain ghost Murongyin.

Ying Baoyue found that she was not just dancing, every time Murongyin's toes fell, it left an imprint on the ground, with more and more imprints, her ringtone became more and more urgent.

When the last bell rang, Murongyin looked up at the lake and shouted loudly.

"Ji Mo, get out of the way!"

It was too late to say it, and then it was too fast, Ji Mo's figure flashed, and he backed away.

The next moment, with a loud bang, countless icicles rushed out from under the lake and plunged into Wu Chanxu's body.

　Student Shangui, you are too modest to say that you don’t know how to fight. You are a big AOE move when you come up.

　　"If there is a man who loves the mountain, he will be taken by Xue Lixi to take the female dill. He can look at you and laugh, and Zi Muyu is good at being graceful. He rides on the red leopard and follows the raccoon dog, and the magnolia cart to tie the osmanthus flag. By Shi Lanxi Take Du Heng, fold the fragrance and leave behind the thoughts. The rest is secluded and the sky will never be seen, and the road is dangerous and difficult to come alone. The expression is independent on the mountain, and the clouds are below. The rain of gods." -- Pre-Qin "Nine Songs Mountain Ghosts"

　　
　
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