Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 907
After the primary ceremony, Ying Xun saw Ying Baoyue for the first time.

He didn't know if the girl had noticed something. It stands to reason that she should go with them from the former Qin Dynasty when she went from Southern Chu to Dongwu, but he never received the letter from her.

Of course, it is also possible that she gave it away, and maybe it was intercepted by those former Qin survivors.

Ying Xun smiled bitterly in his heart.

Those aristocratic families who followed him no longer allowed him to receive any information related to his cousin.

Ying Xun knew that he would take a second look now. The middle-level participant who was arranged by the elders around him was actually his watcher who would give him an extra needle in his wrist.

In the past, Ying Xun never thought it was weird for those ex-Qin elders to persuade him to do things. He always thought that those elders wanted to support the orthodoxy, and they were really moved by his father's character.

But since he violated the wishes of those old people at the primary ceremony, he clearly felt that their attitude towards him had changed.

Although he remained respectful on the surface, his attitude became faintly tough.

Especially when it comes to Ying Baoyue.

Thinking of the private matter in the nearest Efang Palace that those people handed him, Ying Xun knew that this was also related to the changes in the domestic situation in the former Qin Dynasty.

Those people are probably in a hurry.

But looking at the younger sister he wanted to protect in front of him, feeling the sharp pain on his wrist, the doubts that had arisen in Ying Xun's mind after the elementary ceremony resurfaced in his heart again.

He can't do what he wants to do. In the former Qin Dynasty, he had to listen to the words of those aristocratic families, and in the Southern Chu, he had to listen to his grandfather's words, but he himself had no strength to resist. Even if he really ascended to the throne in the future, what is the difference between him and Ying Hanri? Woolen cloth?

Is he the hope of Daqin, or a puppet?

"Eldest son!"

At this time, Wang Ling's arrogant shout interrupted Ying Xun's thoughts. Ying Xun came back to his senses and looked at the man's mouth opening and closing.

"Even if she is already married, the princess is His Majesty's own sister, and also the eldest son's cousin. You are not restrained by meddling in men's affairs, and you let the matter develop to this point, and let other countries see the jokes of our former Qin Dynasty. As a What the hell is the stepson doing?! Why don't you persuade the princess to go and sit with the female relatives?"

Wang Ling spoke uprightly.

Go to the female relatives and sit there?

Ying Xun only thought it was ridiculous looking at the people in front of him, and those behind him who followed him to participate in the elementary ceremony also thought it was ridiculous.

But just when he was about to laugh, remembering that they had dismissed the princess when they first saw the princess in Nanchu, these teenagers couldn't laugh anymore.

Some people, some things, always have to be experienced by someone to understand.

These teenagers secretly looked up at Ying Baoyue, only to find that the girl who was wearing a veil today was just silently looking at Wang Ling without moving.

what happened?Could it be that the princess has restrained herself because she has reached the middle-level ceremony and feels that her level is not enough?

The teenagers understood a little bit.But who will tell them what is the matter of disappointment in their hearts?

But in any case, the firepower at this time was concentrated on Ying Xun.

Huo Zhan was squeezed two steps away from Ying Xun by the people sent by the old and new former Qin, watching this scene with chills in his heart.

Most of the participants in their primary ceremony were from Ying Xun's side due to the arrangement of the family who went into exile with Ying Xun, but it was different from the previous one. , arranged a lot of his cronies and descendants of the family who supported him, so most of them are Ying Hanri's people.

Huo Zhan stared at Wang Ling coldly.At the primary ceremony, when he wanted to trip Ying Baoyue, there was also a practitioner surnamed Wang who participated, but this king was not that king.

This Wang Ling who jumped out suddenly was from the Wang family in Xianyang, a new military family that Ying Hanri reused after returning home and failing.

Ying Baoyue caused so many troubles in Southern Chu. Although Ying Hanri was busy giving birth in Afang Palace and did not call her back to question her, these people were obviously trying to teach the princess a lesson, and more importantly, they used it to attack Ying Xun plan.

The rivalry between the cousins ​​is about to reach a fever pitch with the upcoming birth of Ying Hanri's son.

"The princess participated in the intermediate ceremony because she won the primary ceremony," Ying Xun said flatly, looking at the arrogant Wang Ling.

"Win?" Wang Ling sneered, "A mere princess is not qualified to participate in the primary ceremony, how dare she say she won?"

"Female cultivators are the source of disaster for the country!"

Wang Ling let out a loud shout, and everyone around him had different expressions.The corners of Wang Ling's mouth curved even wider, and he looked at Ying Xun with a sneer and said, "Young master is so confounding right and wrong and protecting female cultivators, he really deserves to belong to your obsessive father..."

There was a soft swish.

Wang Ling's unfinished words froze suddenly, and he felt that his eyes seemed to darken a little.

In the distance, the female relatives who came to watch the ceremony today let out a scream.

Ji Jiashu, Jiang Yuanyuan and others were stunned in the distance.

Her attack speed is still so fast, it's not that those of them who are used to watching the battle in Nanchu probably didn't see clearly what happened just now.

In the distance, Wang Ling's hair was disheveled, and his eyes were covered by the scattered hair. He looked like a lunatic, and there was a round thing on the ground.

The female relatives couldn't help screaming again.

Ying Xun covered his ears. He was very close to the Wang Tomb, and he was startled for a moment. The next moment he reacted, he looked at the bun on the ground and realized what happened.

The moment Wang Ling slandered his father, the bun on top of his head was cut off with a sword!
The rest of Wang Ling's hair instantly fell down and blocked his eyes, which made him look so crazy.

"Who!"

It is a great shame and humiliation for a son to have his hair cut in a bun in the street. Now Wang Ling will be crazy if not crazy. He was about to draw his sword and shout, but there was a soft click in his ear.

It was the sound of someone sheathing a sword.

All the former Qin practitioners turned their heads stiffly, and looked at Ying Baoyue who put his sword into its sheath behind Guichen.

Wang Ling stroked his messy hair on his forehead, and looked at the girl with calm eyes in front of him in astonishment.

"you……"

He originally thought it was a surprise attack by some practitioner of the Divine Dance Realm, but he didn't expect it to be this woman!
What's even more frightening is that he was so close to her, yet he didn't realize when she made the move!

Before he knew it, his bun was already on the ground.

Wait, if it's not his bun on the ground... Looking at the round bun on the ground that looks like something else, a cool air rises from behind Wangling's tomb.

Hair is a part of a person's body, but also a part of his head.

This woman can cut off his bun so quietly, it means...

"Okay, what does it look like to get together, line up and go up the ladder soon." Ying Baoyue clapped his hands, as if nothing had happened, and looked up at the other ex-Qin practitioners who looked terrified.

Seeing that this woman dared to command them, the elders showed anger in their eyes, but they were shocked to find that the young people around them seemed to have a natural physical reaction, and they automatically lined up when they heard what this woman said.

"You...monster..." Wang Ling covered his broken hair, watching Ying Baoyue finally couldn't help gnashing his teeth and was about to scold the witch, but Ying Baoyue looked up at him.

Suddenly the words in his mouth could not come out.

The girl in front of him slowly grasped the hilt of the sword, Wang Ling was startled for some reason.

"You shouldn't call me this," Ying Baoyue said flatly, "You should call me senior."

"What?" Wang Ling looked at this shameless woman in astonishment, his chest heaved and he even forgot what he wanted to say, "We are all in the sixth rank, why should I call you senior?"

"It turns out that you are also ranked sixth," Ying Baoyue glanced at the bun on the ground vaguely, and made Wang Ling half dead with anger.

So a woman who has mastered power is a scourge!
Bah, what kind of power does she have? I don't know who helped her with that move just now!Wang Ling was even more annoyed by the thought that flashed through his mind.

"Even if you and I are at the same level, you should still call me senior," but Wang Ling didn't expect Ying Baoyue to look at him and smiled.

What the hell!He participated in the primary ceremony one session earlier than her!

"You..." Ying Baoyue pointed at him, "How many people were you when you won the primary ceremony?"

Wang Ling was stunned for a moment, his face was a little ugly, "110 eight."

"That's similar to Guichen, I don't know what you were proud of just now," Ying Baoyue smiled and pointed to herself, "What about me?"

Wang Ling's face turned livid.

　Don't think that Sister Yue will swallow her anger, since Sister Yue has got the leader, the middle class will not be so low-key and dare to find trouble?I can't step on you to death.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)