Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 2485 Corpse Tide

Ying Baoyue must kill Chunyu Ye.

There is no other answer in this world.

There is no room for any other answer in this world.

Ying Baoyue stared at the pair of eyes below him. Blood oozed from the gaps between his fingers holding the sword, dripping onto Chunyu Ye's cheeks.

Chun Yu Ye glanced to the side, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

This was probably the only time in his life that he smiled sincerely.

A man like him wasn't worth her tears, but at least she had shed blood for him.

Chun Yu Ye closed his eyes, Ying Baoyue clenched his teeth, his chest heaving violently, he closed his eyes and thrust his hand downwards suddenly.

"and many more."

The next moment, a big hand suddenly reached out from behind and grasped her palm.

There was silence in the air for a moment.

On and below the platform, everyone was frozen, including the two gods.

No one could see clearly when he appeared and how he got to Ying Baoyue.

Sensing the familiar breath, Ying Baoyue opened his eyes and turned around.

Li Ji half-knelt behind her, holding Ying Baoyue's shoulder with one hand and grabbing her hand that was about to draw her sword with the other hand.

"Zhao Huajun? When..."

"Where's the ghost fetus?"

Zhuque looked up suddenly and found that the thick clouds in the sky had disappeared at some point.

With a "pop" sound, a black object fell from the sky and landed at Li Ji's feet like a rag bag full of mud.

"Is that a ghost fetus? Did Zhao Huajun win?"

Tengshe opened his eyes wide and found that the thing that barely looked like a human in the mud was still wriggling, but it no longer had the aura of a cultivator.

"Zhao Hua Jun, are you going to destroy His cultivation?"

Tengshe looked at the "thing" in the mud and asked half doubtfully.

"At least he wasn't killed," the young man in red looked at Li Ji with a complicated expression.

The ability to control this monster carefully created by Yun Zhongjun in such a short time is truly terrifying.

only……

  Who is he?

Is it him or is it Him?

No one expected that Li Ji would rush to Ying Baoyue and hold her hand at this critical moment.

  What is he doing?

Li Ji didn't even look at the ghost fetus under his feet, all his attention was focused on Ying Baoyue.

"Ah...Aji?"

Ying Baoyue looked into Li Ji's dark eyes and was speechless.

The aura on Li Ji at this moment was both strange and familiar, making her mind confused.

"If you can't do it, then don't do it."

Li Ji held Ying Baoyue's sword-holding hand and pulled it to his chest. He was breathing heavily, his breathing was very unstable, but his voice was very gentle.

"Even if you kill him now, it will only completely revive the white dog, which will not help."

The being inside him knows the white dog better than anyone else.

The White Dog God that possessed Chun Yuye would not die because of the death of the host, but would immediately parasitize on the next person. Chun Yuye could at least barely resist the will of the White Dog God, but if it was someone else, it might not be much better.

Chun Yuye was lying on the ground, his consciousness almost gone. He opened his eyelids and glanced at the vague black shadow behind Ying Baoyue, "I thought... you always wanted me to die."

Li Ji glanced at him and said, "I don't want to make her sad." Chun Yu Ye glanced at Li Ji, then closed his eyes and stopped talking and moving.

No matter who he is now, no one can defeat him.

Li Ji took out a chain from the space magic weapon in his arms and tied Chunyu Ye's hands and feet, then helped Ying Baoyue stand up.

Li Ji's hands were very cold, which made Ying Baoyue feel a little uneasy.

For some reason, she was a little afraid to look into his eyes and looked down at the dying fetus on the ground.

"Aji, the ghost fetus..."

"Just like you can't kill Chun Yu Ye, I can't kill him either," Li Ji looked down at the tiny baby lying in the mud, "I can't do it."

After he said this, he held his forehead and his body shook as if he was suffering from severe pain.

"Aji, are you okay?"

Ying Baoyue reached out and held his shoulders, her voice trembling a little. Li Ji looked normal, but she became more and more panicked.

"I'm fine," Li Ji smiled and took Ying Baoyue's hand off her shoulder. "I'll be fine."

He reached out and tucked the hair behind Ying Baoyue's ear and said gently, "I still want to watch you ascend the throne."

The messy hair on Li Ji's forehead covered his eyes. She couldn't see his eyes clearly, but could only see his pale cheeks.

Ying Baoyue's fingers trembled slightly, and she reached out to lift the hair off his face, but Li Ji grabbed her hand in mid-air.

“Baoyue,” he looked at Yun Zhongjun who was standing behind the throne and staring coldly at them, “Let’s solve the obstacle in front of you first.”

"obstacle?"

Yun Zhongjun looked at Ying Baoyue and Li Ji standing side by side with Chun Yuye and smiled, "Do you think you have won now?"

Both of his trump cards, Guitai and Chunyuye, were knocked down, but his mood seemed to be unaffected at all.

Ying Baoyue looked at Yun Zhongjun's smiling eyes under the mask and felt a chill in his heart.

  What other cards does this person have?

"Have you forgotten where this place is?"

Yun Zhongjun stomped his feet, and suddenly there was a vibration under everyone's feet.

"what happened?"

"what happened?"

The gates of all the palaces in Afang Palace suddenly opened, and countless palace servants and Zen temple disciples poured out from the tunnels and palaces, surrounding the platform.

Looking at the dark crowd, the faces of all the officials and practitioners on the high platform square changed drastically.

"Why would the palace people..."

"It's a poison. These people have been poisoned by the heart-eating poison!"

"The entire palace of Afang Palace has been manipulated!"

Ying Baoyue clenched her fists as she looked at the palace maids who were as stiff as zombies. She and Li Ji knew that Yun Zhongjun had used poison to control all the palace maids in Afang Palace when they entered the palace.

Most of these palace servants have not reached the realm of cultivation, and their combat power is limited, but they have the advantage of being numerous. Moreover, these people are all human lives, and they are all citizens of the Qin Dynasty. Compared with their combat power, these people are more like hostages.

It is difficult for the imperial guards brought by Ying Xun to attack these palace servants.

As expected, the Zen temple disciples drove these palace people to the front and let this group take the lead and rush towards the imperial guards on the high platform.

"Wait, these guys!"

"Get out of here, are you trying to kill yourself?"

It was the first time that the imperial guards and immortal officials encountered such an opponent. This group of people were like zombies, feeling no pain and just rushing forward. They would not retreat even if their hands and feet were cut off. For a moment, blood was splattered all over the square. The other civil servants were so frightened by the blood in front of them that they became limp all over and collapsed on the square.

Palace servants with red eyes grabbed these officials and started biting their necks.