Big Moon Ballad

The man's voice was very low and hoarse, but there was an indescribable taste in the low hoarseness, like a jar of old wine, with an intoxicating richness and demagogic power.

Li Ji heard this voice for the first time, but the moment he heard it, his heartbeat stopped for a moment.

He was sure that he remembered hearing this voice for the first time, but when he heard this voice, his hands trembled uncontrollably.

Li Ji raised his foot and wanted to move forward, but his limbs were as heavy as lead, and even his toes were stiff, unable to move forward even one step.

This is an instinct engraved in his body.

It is fear, awe, admiration from a high mountain, and trembling in the depths of the soul.

What brought him this feeling was not the beast god hidden in the mountains and rivers, but a person.

Li Ji didn't know whether his body would have such a strange reaction. Was it because of that person's realm, or was there a memory in his body that he didn't know about what happened between him and that person?
But no matter which one it was, Li Ji already knew the identity of this man.

His realm has approached the second level, and there are at most six people left in the world who can make him unable to move.

Those are the only six sons of God left on the Shanhai Continent.

After thinking this through, Li Ji's heart was clear and his breath calmed down.

But Li Ji had never felt so trembling when facing Ji Mo and his adoptive father before. You must know that his realm at that time was far from what it is today.

It stands to reason that he should have stepped into the enchantment set up by Lord Yunzhong by now, but the people in the room didn't seem to notice anything.

It is well known that there is a big gap in strength between second-tier practitioners, and it is precisely because of this that there will be a battle of ranks that determines the ranking of the sons of gods.

Li Ji was shocked, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on his whole body, he suddenly calmed down.

It should have been Yun Zhongjun who opened the barrier to hide Queen Qin's aura before, but when Li Ji was only ten steps away from the room, he finally clearly sensed the aura of a woman in the room.

Even though the mountain ghost had once broken the myth of Ji Mo's invincibility, at that time the mountain ghost was fighting on its own territory and had its own advantages. If it was changed to the front of Nan Chu, Murongyin would not be Ji Mo's opponent.

The woman's coquettish voice came from the window, "I'm not full, tonight's supper is one less than before, those cooks will have to be killed!"

Rank seven and rank eight among the eight gods are far more terrifying than their order.

If this is the case, it also means that the entire Central Plains is hopeless, and Xirong will annex the entire continent sooner or later.

Thinking of this, Li Ji felt calm in his heart.

Li Ji didn't dare to think about why, and walked under the window with the determination that if he didn't enter the tiger's den, he would catch the tiger's cub.

He maintained the state of hiding his breath before, hiding in the darkness, and walked step by step to the room hidden in the depths.

Unexpectedly, Yun Zhongjun's reaction was very normal.

It's not going to happen, it won't happen.

The hairs on Li Ji's back stood on end. Yun Zhongjun's words were not as vicious as he had imagined before, but in a calm and calm tone, but in this seemingly gentle tone, there was a deeper horror hidden.

He even had an illusion that, let alone Ji Mo, the remaining eight gods combined might not be a match for this man.

In order to prevent other practitioners from noticing, Yun Zhongjun hid the breath of the fetus with a barrier.

But at this moment, the man in the opposite room was far more oppressive than Ji Mo.

The night wind blew through the hair around Li Ji's ears, making his neck itchy. He wanted to lower his head, but his neck was stiff and unable to move.

Even if that was the case, then sooner or later all of them would die, so he had nothing to fear.

The man on the opposite side was silent for a moment, and Li Ji's heart suddenly sank.Yelujing didn't eat enough because he robbed a dish on the way, and Li Ji was afraid that Yun Zhongjun would notice something from it.

Because of the disappearance of the Azure Dragon God, his adoptive father has retired from the discussion, and it is only natural that his strength is not equal.But just before tonight, Li Ji did not expect that the strength gap between Ji Mo and Yun Zhongjun would be so large.

Li Ji stared straight at the candlelight window not far away. If his intuition was correct, the man in the room not far from him was far stronger than Ji Mo and Dongfang Yi.

Yun Zhongjun was really hiding in Queen Qin's palace as he had guessed before, he should be happy to have finally found this person.

The person he was looking for was inside.

no, I can not.

Li Ji bit the tip of his tongue, forcing his mind to wake up.But the clearer he was, the more terrifying he felt about the man in the opposite room.

Facts have proved that those who did not participate in the rank battle back then were probably the final devil kings.

Who would have thought that this person would only rank seventh in the Eight Gods?
Li Ji looked at the dark palace in the distance with a complicated expression.

Originally, Li Ji was still hesitating whether he should approach that room or not, but now he thought about it, with the power displayed by Yun Zhongjun, if he could really find himself, he would have discovered it long ago. late.

Her voice is sweet and delicate, but the viciousness in her words makes one's heart palpitate.

Li Ji had indeed never seen a practitioner stronger than Ji Mo so far.

The man said lightly, "If it's still not enough next time, it's not too late to send them to feed Gu."

That should be Queen Daqin, Princess Yelujing of the Northern Wei Dynasty who was married from the Northern Wei Dynasty before.

The seventh rank among the eight gods, Yun Zhongjun, the master of the Xirong Kingdom, is here.

As the second-ranked Eastern Emperor Taiyi, Ji Mo ranked second among the eight gods. After the death of Da Si Ming, he was the number one in the world by name.

Li Ji has a feeling that in the eyes of Yun Zhongjun, people seem to be not human beings, no different from cats or dogs.

He couldn't help but peeped through the crack of the window.

"That thing is difficult to raise, and it's normal to miss one occasionally, and you don't have to lose the cook every time."

It's better to simply break the jar and go to inquire about it.

It's just that besides her own breath, she also has a very strange and cold breath, which Li Ji guessed should be the fetus.

Li Ji knew he was playing with fire, but he couldn't help but want to know what Yun Zhongjun looked like.

I don't know whether it was God's favor or a mistake, but through the cracked wooden window, Li Ji actually saw the scene inside the house clearly.

This is a secret room with low-key and gorgeous furnishings. A woman with a big belly is lazily lying on the imperial concubine's couch, and a man in black is standing by the couch with his back to the window.

The next moment, he seemed to notice something and turned around.

Li Ji's breathing stopped.