Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1855 Plan
"Ying Baoyue, do you know what kind of place the White Wolf King's Court is?"

In the cold night of Mobei Grassland, Murong Heng looked at this frail woman in front of him in disbelief.

If Xirong is a land full of cruelty and the law of the jungle, then the White Wolf King's Court is the deepest and darkest quagmire.

Even now, whenever he thinks of the days he spent in the White Wolf King's Court, Murong Heng still can't help but tremble all over.

The White Wolf King, the master of the Buddhist monastery, the first King Zhai, the second King Zhai...

Almost all the people gathered in the White Wolf Royal Court are "lunatics".

He was just a small character at the beginning, and he hadn't received any special care. He was almost tortured until he lost his sanity, and eventually became a dog in the Buddhist monastery.

Even if someone as strong and heartless as Chun Yuye had to shed a layer of skin every time he returned to the White Wolf King's Court, Murong Heng couldn't imagine what would happen to Ying Baoyue if he went to that place and fell into the hands of those lunatics.

The White Wolf King's Court, as well as the Anbu and the Buddhist Temple hidden in it, are hells that no practitioner in the Central Plains can imagine.

If he could, he didn't want to bring up the past with Ying Baoyue at all, for fear of dirtying her ears.

"Ying hugs the moon."

Murong Heng gritted his teeth, "I don't really want to mention what I encountered in the White Wolf King's Court. But if you insist on going, I don't mind telling you about my past."

"Murong Heng..."

Ying Baoyue looked at the boy's taut head and face under the faint firelight, his eyes were extremely complicated.

She lowered her head and said softly, "Let's forget it."

Only inhuman encounters can drive a person into a ghost.

Thinking of Murong Heng's semi-crazed state when she met him in Nanchu, she can probably guess what Murong Heng experienced in Xirong.

The truth might even be scarier than she could have guessed.

That experience was a scar in Murong Heng's heart that would never heal, and she didn't want him to touch it again.

"I know it's a dangerous place."

Ying Baoyue lowered her gaze, "I didn't tell you before, but before I got here, I was with Ghost Huajun."

With Chunyu Ye?
Murong Heng opened his eyes wide.

"I don't know if he is dead or alive now, but he should be taken to the White Wolf King's Court." Ying Baoyue took a deep breath and briefly described the previous battle on Xiling Snow Mountain and what she saw Chunyu Ye's state.

Chunyuye's state of being neither human nor ghost is the manifestation of the darkness and evil hidden in the White Wolf King's Court and the Buddhist Temple.

"Black mud? Wolf head? The whole body is burnt?"

Murong Heng was so distraught when he heard this, "His Royal Highness Di Wang..."

His feelings towards Chunyu Ye were very complicated, it could be said that he hated more than he was grateful, but when he heard that this person ended up like this, he felt mixed feelings for a moment.

He closed his eyes, "Since you have seen the fate of Twelve Di Wang and Lord Wu Chan, why did you go to the White Wolf King's Court?"

Chunyuye and Wu Chanxu were cultivated by Yun Zhongjun alone, and he could be so cruel to such an intruder disciple, no matter how cruel he was to other people.

He didn't know why Yun Zhongjun wanted to bring Ying Baoyue to the White Wolf King's Court, but he could imagine that it was definitely not a good thing, and the hidden purpose behind it might only be extremely disgusting.

Ying Baoyue was silent for a moment, "Murong Heng, have you met Lord Yunzhong? Is he the master of the monastery?"

"I don't know." Murong Heng breathed a little shortly, "I have never met Yun Zhongjun, nor have I met the master of the monastery."

Neither Lord Yunzhong nor the master of the monastery have ever shown their true colors to others.

"Is it……"

Ying Baoyue lowered her head and sighed, "Sure enough, I still want to go to the White Wolf King's Court."

"why?!"

Murong Heng suddenly stood up, feeling that his words were wasted just now, "Could it be that you want to go to the White Wolf Palace to find His Highness King Di?"

Could it be that the two of them shared weal and woe and developed a relationship?

Ying Baoyue shook her head. Although she cared about Chunyuye's life and death, she knew she couldn't save him.

"Then what exactly is there in the White Wolf King's Court? What makes you want to go there?"

Murong Heng gritted his teeth and roared, "Is there your lover? Or do you think you have the ability to kill White Wolf King and Yun Zhongjun?"

Ying Baoyue was startled when she heard the words, and raised her head to look at him, "Neither of them."

"I don't have a lover there, and as for assassinating the White Wolf King, I'm not that arrogant."

If possible, she also wants to make a big fuss in Xirong, and it is her dream to kill the king of Xirong and the master of Xirong.But the reality is that she can't protect herself in Xirong, let alone threaten those two big shots.

Murong Heng stared at her, wishing to get into this girl's mind to see what she was thinking.

"Then what do you want to do when you go to the White Wolf King's Court? Are you throwing yourself into the trap?"

Ying Baoyue shook her head, "I want to find something."

"Something?" Murong Heng was taken aback.

Ying Baoyue touched the Juque Sword beside her, and her eyes sharpened suddenly, "To be more specific, I want to find a pair of wings."

"wing?"

Murong Heng's heart skipped a beat, "Could it be..."

"It's the extra pair of wings on the Dragon God Ying."

Ying Baoyue looked at the desolate grassland outside the gap of the tent, his eyes were cold.

If no step of her journey so far has been in vain, then this time she suddenly arrived in Xirong, there must be some meaning to this experience.

"Murong Heng," Ying Baoyue looked up into the eyes of the young man in front of him, and said seriously, "I don't want to stay here forever, waiting for someone to save me like a waste."

Now that she has arrived in Xirong, she must do what she can.

After learning that she had arrived in Xirong, the first thought that popped up in her mind was to find the wings of Soaring Snake.

The direction of Yinglong God's escape was to the north, and the mountain ghost had never found traces of Soaring Snake's wings in the Great Wall before, so it is certain that Yinglong God is hiding somewhere in Xirong.

Now is the best time for her to find the wings of the flying snake.

God Yinglong was obviously manipulated by Lord Yunzhong and the Zen Academy. If he wanted to know the whereabouts of God Dragon Ying, he might have to go to the White Wolf King's Court to inquire, or even sneak into the Temple.

"you……"

Murong Heng stared blankly at the girl with star-like eyes. An ordinary Central Plains cultivator's first reaction when he came to this land of tigers and wolves was probably to think about how to escape, but he suddenly realized...

Ying Baoyue didn't want to escape at all.

What she was thinking about was how to make this trip worthwhile.

"I can't come to Xirong for nothing, I have to do something," Ying Baoyue looked far away, looking to the south.

In the dark night, her vision seemed to penetrate layers of thick fog, and she saw the towering city wall standing in the south.

The White Wolf King's Court is the most dangerous place, but it is also the place with the most things she wants.

She is still one step away from heaven.

The wings of the Soaring Snake are also very close to her.

she will go back.

But this time, she wanted to go back with her wings.

　Our sister Yue has always been a brave child
　　
　
(End of this chapter)