Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1945 Disguise
Ying Baoyue stood on the ruins as if the soles of her feet had taken root and did not look back.

She knew who it was without looking back.

The boy's cool body temperature came from her back, and her throat was a little hoarse, "Why?"

Why are you back?

No, judging by the way the man said it, he never left in the first place.

"Don't get me wrong," Chunyu Ye said casually, staring at the stiff neck of the person in front of him, "I do everything for myself."

Not for her anyway.

He glanced at the unsheathed sword in Ying Baoyue's hand, his eyes were cold, "If you are captured alive, I will probably be the first person to confess."

After all, she wanted him dead for a long time.

Although he left her in anger before, but after walking a few steps, his mind cleared up when the night wind blew.

The man was brought by him, and only the disciples of the Chanyuan know how to enter the Zenyuan. Once Ying Baoyue is caught and speaks his name, the Zenyuan will definitely become suspicious of him.

From the time he chose to take her into the Buddhist monastery together, the fate of the two was bound together.

What if he left alone?
The only place he can go back to now is the White Wolf King's Court, but if the monastery suspects him, the White Wolf King's Court is like a tiger's den and a dragon's pool to him.

If Ying Baoyue was really caught, he would be in a passive situation instead.

As the saying goes, it is easy to hide a gun but hard to defend against an arrow, and it is even more difficult for him to parry those people who play tricks on him when he does not know whether the monastery is really suspicious of him.

It's better to follow Ying Baoyue to see what she is going to do and what she will encounter.

It's just that Chunyuye didn't expect that following Ying Baoyue would be more dangerous than staying by her side, and it would be a test for one's heart.

Several times before, he almost felt that if she was going to die, he had to jump out and clean up the mess, but he didn't expect this person to use all kinds of strange methods to survive.

The vitality is simply not ordinary tenacious.

To be honest, if it wasn't for this little monster who came tonight, even if the disciples of the Chanyuan surrounded the stable, he still felt that this girl might be able to escape with her own strength.

But man is not as good as God.

Chunyu Ye stared darkly at the leading young man outside the stable, "You can still cause trouble as always."

Ying Baoyue noticed some changes in his voice, it was not his usual voice.

Chunyu Ye, has your voice changed?
It wasn't just his voice that changed, the man's chest was bulging against her back, as if something had been stuffed.

Ying Baoyue raised her head slightly, she caught a glimpse of the mask on Chunyuye's face out of the corner of her eye, and couldn't help being stunned.

"Gren, what are you doing?"

At this moment, the disciple in Tsing Yi standing beside the old man in black stared at the person behind her, his face full of shock, "Where did you go before? Your brother was killed, why did you come back?"

Ying Baoyue was startled.

She instantly understood who the Tsing Yi disciple was calling.

The mask on Chunyuye's face had been changed, and it was the same mask that the short disciple who was murdered by the two of them had worn on his face before.

At this moment, Chunyu Ye pretended to be that disciple.

Looking at the Tsing Yi disciple who recognized his identity, Chunyu Ye's eyes flickered and he didn't speak.

He didn't know the name of the disciple he was pretending to be, so he couldn't rule out the possibility that the disciple in Tsing Yi was defrauding him.

Chunyuye touched the new mask on his face and the hay stuffed on his body, his green pupils were dim.

Although he figured it out and didn't intend to let Ying Baoyue fend for himself, he still can't fall out with the monastery.

Everyone in the monastery is very familiar with his mask and figure. If he appeared with his original appearance, he would be recognized even with his face covered.

He had no choice but to resign himself to his fate and return to the place where he had knocked out the short disciple before, took that guy out from under the altar, and stripped him naked.

He hunched his back, stuffed some hay into his clothes as fat, and barely imitated [-] to [-]%.

Against the backdrop of the night, he speculated that they looked at least [-]% alike.If it is not very close, even close people may not be able to distinguish. "

His hard work has paid off.

Seeing that he didn't respond, the disciple in Tsing Yi yelled anxiously, "Geren, the woman you grabbed, she is..."

"I know."

Now Chunyuye knew that the other party wasn't cheating on him, and said calmly, wrapping her arms around Ying Baoyue's shoulders, "She was the one who killed my senior brother.

"Oh?"

At this moment, the young man standing in front of the railing squinted his eyes, "Geren? Is this guy a disciple of the Buddhist monastery?"

Although he is an elder, he doesn't know all the young people below.

When the breath of the person behind him changed, Ying Baoyue noticed that Chun Yuye became nervous whenever this person spoke.

"To Elder Thirteen, that's right," the Tsing Yi disciple replied, "It's just..."

He looked at Geren who was holding Ying Baoyue in a hostage manner, and wondered in his heart, when did Geren become so capable?
"what happened?"

The young elder glanced at him.

"No, it's nothing," the disciple in Tsing Yi swallowed the thoughts in his heart.

The figure in the distance, judging from its figure, mask and voice, was Geren no matter what.

"Okay, Gren, isn't it?"

The young elder squinted his eyes, and waved his hands to stop the other disciples rushing towards Ying Baoyue.

His eyes fell on Chunyuye's hand on Ying Baoyue's side, holding a short dagger in that hand.

This man seemed to hold Ying Baoyue hostage with a knife, but with just such a dagger, this woman just stood there obediently?
The young man looked at Chunyu Ye and spoke lightly.

"Geren, you have made meritorious service this time. Bring this woman here, and I will report this matter to Zen Master for your meritorious service."

Chunyu Ye's eyes flashed, and he grabbed Ying Baoyue with a dagger in his hand and took a step back, "Unfortunately, this disciple doesn't want credit."

"Gren, what are you talking about? Are you crazy?"

The disciple in Tsing Yi stared at him dumbfounded.

"I'm not crazy," Chunyu Ye gritted his teeth, "If this woman is handed over to the elder, won't she die?"

"That's true," the young man said indifferently, "Master Zen has personally explained that this woman in your hand must be kept alive."

"That won't do!"

Chunyu Ye yelled, trembling with excitement on purpose, "This woman killed my brother, I want to kill her myself!"

There was a shock among the disciples around.

"Then you may have made a mistake." The young man chuckled and glanced at the corpse on the ground. "It was the human-faced beast beside you that killed your brother, and it has nothing to do with this woman."

Chunyuye was slightly startled, but the next moment his heart moved, he pretended to be in a daze, and loosened his hand holding the dagger.

"What? Not her?"

He said in a daze, looking at the beast beside him.

"That's right," the young man coaxed, "Give this woman to me, and I'll catch that man-faced beast and tie it up for you later..."

The man's voice suddenly stopped, and he suddenly looked up to the sky.

A thunderbolt fell from the sky and hit the place where the man and woman were standing on the ruins.

Crash, the collapsed stable was completely reduced to ashes.

The dust dissipated.

Those two people were no longer there.

(End of this chapter)