Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1912 Family
Ying Baoyue's reasoning was high-sounding, but Murong Heng instinctively felt that she was lying to him.

He went to fetch medicine for Chunyu Ye to prevent her from being in danger, but how did he involve her in deeper danger?
"Listen to me," Murong Heng grabbed Ying Baoyue's wrist, and said word by word, "I took my life back. I have committed many crimes, and no matter what happens to me, I will deserve to die. It's not worth your trouble." effort."

Ying Baoyue frowned, "Don't always say that."

She has heard this from Ding Ling several times, it is a good thing to have the heart of atonement, but Murong Heng is a bit too self-deprecating.

"No, you don't understand."

Looking into the clear eyes of the person in front of him, Murong Heng calmed down and spoke coldly.

"If you really want to go, then I might as well call it a day here."

Ying Baoyue was taken aback, she really didn't expect Murong Heng to be so resolute.

"Murong Heng."

This time even Ying Baoyue was also angry. She suddenly stood up, stared at him, and said in disbelief, "You threaten me with your life?"

Being watched by such a pair of bright and clear eyes, Murong Heng's heart felt as if being held by a big hand, and the pain was unbearable, but he had no intention of giving in.

"You know? You are a person who can save many people."

Murong Heng raised his head and looked firmly at Ying Baoyue.

"If you went to the Buddhist monastery and never came back because of a sinner like me who has harmed so many people, then I will never try to atone for my sins in this life."

Ying Baoyue lowered her eyelashes, she finally realized that Murong Heng had slipped into a corner.

"Murong Heng, there is no value in human life."

She no longer mentioned why she wanted to go to the Buddhist monastery, and looked into Murong Heng's eyes and asked softly, "Do you still remember that you have a sister?"

Murong Heng's heart stopped beating.

He clenched his fists and whispered, "I remember."

Why did he suddenly mention his sister?
Ying Baoyue sat down beside him again, "Do you know she's not dead?"

Murong Heng's whole body stiffened, he had indeed guessed it, but he was going to keep this secret in his heart for the rest of his life.

Ying Baoyue has always acted in a very measured manner. He thought she would not break the matter with him, but he did not expect that she would choose to puncture the window paper at this time.

"If I guessed correctly, the person who saved you in Nanchu earlier was your elder sister, Princess Murongyin of the Later Liao Dynasty."

Ying Baoyue raised her head and watched the night wind blowing through the gap in the tent.

"She now lives on the top of Xiling Snow Mountain. She is the second-ranked son of God. Everyone in the world calls her a mountain ghost."

There was severe pain from the wound on his back, and Murong Heng's vision was a little blurred, "You...why are you telling me this?"

When he was rescued from the bottom of the mountain by Feng, he did vaguely guess the identity of the person who rescued him, but he didn't dare to reveal the identity of the person who rescued him if he was unwilling to tell him.At the same time, he couldn't believe that his sister, who was supposed to have died more than ten years ago, turned into a master of the Hou Liao Kingdom.

"Your sister's identity should have been an absolute secret," Ying Baoyue said softly, "but because of the disaster I caused after climbing the mountain, her secret may not be kept for long."

Chunyuye, Wu Chanxu and Yun Zhongjun all saw Murongyin's posture with their own eyes, and naturally saw her identity, including Ji Mo who went up the mountain later, these people already knew the identity of the mountain ghost.

Putting Ji Mo aside, the others are not the ones who will keep secrets.

Although for some unknown reason Yun Zhongjun has not disclosed the identity of the mountain ghost in the practice world, it is only a matter of time, and I am afraid that in the end he will pick the worst time to challenge this matter.

"Sister, she..."

Murong Heng lay on the ground, trembling all over.

"Didn't you ask me why I saved you?"

Ying Baoyue hugged her legs tightly, "Your sister is very kind to me. When I was in Xiling Snow Mountain, she has become my family."

"family?"

Murong Heng repeated in a daze, what's going on?

"It means relatives," Ying Baoyue said with a smile, "As for the reason, it's a secret between me and her, and I can't tell you."

Murong Heng doesn't know her identity yet, so she can't tell him that Murong Yin is her mistress.

"As a person, the fate between me and my blood relatives is very weak," Ying Baoyue said softly, "I don't have any relatives in this world anymore."

After she recognized Murong Yin as her mistress, apart from Ji Qingyuan and Ji Ange, Murong Yin was the closest person to her.

Murong Heng fell silent, thinking of Ying Baoyue's elder brother who ignored her, he thought she was feeling sad because of this matter.

"Since your sister is my family, then you are also my family," Ying Baoyue looked into his eyes, "Is it so strange that I want to save my family?"

Murong Heng's heart became sour, he closed his eyes, "But I did something bad, my sister doesn't want to recognize me anymore."

He is not a fool, he can guess why Murong Yin is unwilling to reveal his true identity in front of him.

He had sacrificed his life for the people of Xirong, but she thought his hands were dirty.

"Since she chose to save you, it proves that she still cares about you," Ying Baoyue comforted him like comforting a lost child.

This is not all consolation, yesterday when Murong Heng's life was hanging by a thread, when she was stitching up his wound, she faintly felt a wave of true energy in his body that did not belong to him.

If she guessed correctly, even though Murong Yin threw Murong Heng back to Xirong, she didn't completely let him fend for himself. She should have planted something in Murong Heng's body and would notify her when his life was dying.

"You are the relative your sister cares about most in this world." Ying Baoyue reached out and stroked Murong Heng's hair, "Even if it's for her, you shouldn't belittle your life like this."

"But..." Murong Heng gritted his teeth.

"No, but," Ying Baoyue said calmly, "Besides, I didn't go to the Buddhist monastery to exchange your life. I didn't go to die. I went so that we could all live."

A ray of morning light penetrated into the tent, Murong Heng raised his head and looked at the girl standing beside him.

"Its daybreak."

Ying Baoyue smiled and looked at the tent door, "Today will be a good weather."

"Hold the moon, you..."

Murong Heng had mixed feelings in his heart, and wanted to say something, Ying Baoyue suddenly made a silent gesture.

The tent door was flung open, and Chun Yuye strode in.

He stood in the doorway, his body casting a shadow.

"Should I have finished what I should say?"

Chunyuye said lightly, "It's a long way to go to that place today, and we'll be leaving later."

Only few people know that the location of the Chanyuan is constantly changing.

The current location of the Chanyuan is more than ten miles away from the White Wolf King's Court. Although they are going to explore the Zenyuan at night, if they start at night, it will probably be dawn when they find the place.

To arrive precisely at night, they need to start now.

"I see," Ying Baoyue walked to Chunyuye's side.

(End of this chapter)