Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1844 Weird

"But what?"

Murong Heng glanced at Ying Baoyue, and said hesitantly, "He has a weird temperament, please don't take offense when you see him later."

eccentric?
Ying Baoyue thought that he had seen many weird people so far, and that those who could survive such a harsh environment were most likely not good at it. Hearing this, he nodded, "I understand."

She glanced around the tattered tent. "The person you mentioned is the owner of this tent?"

"That's right," Murong Heng nodded, "I just arrived in Ding Ling, and he took me in."

Then this person is the friend Murong Yin mentioned?

Thinking of the old voice talking to Murong Heng that he heard while sleeping, Ying Baoyue guessed that it was the weird person Murong Heng was talking about.

"The person who saved me asked me to graze with this old friend for a year to sharpen my mind," Murong Heng said, "When the time is right, she will find another opportunity to arrange a reason for me to return to the White Wolf King's Court." , back to the Twelve Zhai Kings."

It turned out to be the case.

Ying Baoyue understood that this was indeed a safe plan.

But Murong Yin should have planned to break the spell for her and sacrifice herself.Ying Baoyue speculated that Murong Yin should have told her old friend all her plans, and entrusted everything about Murong Heng to this friend.

This is probably the reason why Murong Yin didn't recognize Murong Heng directly before and took him to his side.

Ying Baoyue felt a little bitter in her heart. Murongyin probably felt that her life was not long, so she arranged a way for her younger brother to be self-reliant.

This year was not only arranged to hone Murong Heng, but also to allow him to gain the trust of this old friend.

"Murong Heng," Ying Baoyue asked softly, "Did the person who saved you ask you to bring a letter to her friend, and you were not allowed to open it on the way?"

Murong Heng was even more shocked, "How do you know?"

How does this guy know everything?

Sure enough.

Ying Baoyue smiled wryly. Although the two were not mother and son, she just wanted to say that she felt pity for the parents of the world.

Murong Yin's actions seemed cruel, but they were all planning for Murong Heng's future.

At the same time, it seems that Murong Yin trusts and respects this "old friend".

Murong Heng had to perform in person to win the trust of the other party, which fully shows that this person's temper is probably really weird.

Ying Baoyue couldn't help but see the image of a strange old man with a beard.

"Wait," at this moment Ying Baoyue suddenly remembered that when Murong Heng talked to the old man when she was asleep, the two of them used the Central Plains dialect.

Although there is a strong Xirong accent in it, it is indeed the Central Plains dialect.

Ying Baoyue was startled, "Murong Heng, the person who took you in is from the Central Plains?"

A terrible thought suddenly emerged from the bottom of her heart. Could it be that this person was Daqin's hidden stake in Xirong back then?
However, Murong Heng suddenly fell silent when he heard the words.

"Your Highness, I am not qualified to say more about him." Murong Heng glanced outside the tent, "You can ask him yourself when he comes back."

Ying Baoyue noticed that his expression was a little uncomfortable, and her doubts grew stronger.

Is there any problem with this person's identity?

At this time, there was a sudden cry of a child from next to the tent, followed by the sound of a woman coaxing her to sleep.

Hearing this voice, Ying Baoyue was stunned.

How could there be children in such a place?

Murong Heng watched her expression change and sighed in his heart.

"His family lives in the tent next door," Murong Heng said softly, "the Xirong wife and a five-year-old son."

He added an accent to the word "Xi Rong", and Ying Baoyue's hands trembled when he heard that.

She understood the meaning behind Murong Heng's words.

The old man who took him in should indeed be from the Central Plains, and he should have lived here for many years, married a Xirong woman here, and gave birth to a son.

"I'm almost done with my business, how about you?"

Murong Heng looked into Ying Baoyue's eyes, "Why did you appear in this place?"

"Also," the boy frowned suspiciously, "Where are the people around you?"

If he remembers correctly, there are always many people around Ying Baoyue.There were men and women, surrounding her like stars, and it was the first time he saw her alone, in such a remote place.

"them……"

Ying Baoyue was at a loss for words, at this moment she suddenly remembered something, and suddenly lifted the sheepskin covering her body, twisted her body and looked for something eagerly at hand.

"Are you looking for this?"

Murong Heng picked up a long black handle from his hand and handed it to Ying Baoyue.

Ying Baoyue was startled, took the things in his hands, and carried them into his arms.

Murong Heng stared at the long sword held in her arms, and sighed in his heart.

When he picked her up in the snow, she also hugged the sword tightly like this, like holding a treasure that has been around for years.

"This isn't your sword, is it?"

Murong Heng looked at the sword in her arms, "If I remember correctly, this sword seems to be called Juque?"

Ying Baoyue clenched the sword and nodded.

Sure enough, this is indeed Li Ji's sword.

"What about Mr. Zhaohua?"

Murong Heng asked puzzledly.

The sword is half of the practitioner's body, and Li Ji's sword was actually carried by Ying Baoyue. Those who didn't know it thought that something happened to Li Ji.

''he……"

Ying Baoyue was startled, his eyes were a little dazed, "He should still be in Xiling Snow Mountain."

……

……

"Give you."

Xiling Snow Mountain Yunshou Peak, the peak.

Murongyin walked into the cave, took out the Sunset Sword placed beside the bed, and handed it to Li Ji who was standing at the entrance of the cave.

"Thank you."

Li Ji took the sword with both hands, his gaze quietly resting on the sword that had been shattered many times but recovered miraculously.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that the color of the sword's blade was quite dim when the girl wasn't there.

"Mr. Zhaohua, are you alright?"

Murong Yin stood in front of him, although she couldn't see her face through the mask, but Li Ji's eyes made her feel terrified.

Since Ying Baoyue disappeared on the top of the mountain yesterday, he has been in this state.

After Ying Baoyue disappeared, Ji Mo also left immediately after waking up, and only Li Ji stayed behind.

Murongyin led him and the White Tiger God to turn the entire mountain upside down, and thoroughly investigated every corner of Xiling Snow Mountain, but found no trace of Ying Baoyue or Xirong people.

In the early morning of this morning, they finally had to admit that Ying Baoyue should have been transferred to an extremely distant place, and there was nothing to be found on this mountain.

Since there is no trace of Ying Baoyue and the high-level ceremony is over, it is impossible for Li Ji to stay here forever. He is going down the mountain today.

"I'm fine," Li Ji bowed to Murong Yin, "I'm thanking Mr. Shangui for his care."

Looking at the young man holding his sword in both hands and saluting, Murong Yin's eyes suddenly flashed a trace of pity.

She has never sympathized with anyone, but at this moment she has some sympathy for this man.

When he went down the mountain alone, he had to face countless people waiting for Ying Baoyue.

Among them should be Ying Baoyue's fiancé, Ji Jiashu.

What Li Ji had to do was to tell these people the sad news of Ying Baoyue's disappearance.

　awful
　　
　
(End of this chapter)