Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 2500 Cruelty

Chun Yu Ye opened his eyes wide, staring blankly at the unrecognizable man not far away.

He then realized that the mask on Yun Zhongjun's face had been shattered at some point.

It was not the first time that he had seen Yun Zhongjun's true face. When he was a child, he had accidentally seen his master taking off his mask, but he was severely beaten after only a peek.

There is no trace of resemblance between this face and mine.

However, this person, the person who had tortured him for more than ten years.

Said he was his father.

Chun Yu Ye's eyes became dazed, and at this moment he seemed to have once again become the child in the bag hanging on the horse's back.

He opened his mouth and tried to make a sound but his throat was hoarse.

He didn't know whether he should cry or laugh.

Finally, he smiled.

"You are lying," Chun Yuye's smile was uglier than crying, "Have you ever said a single word of truth?"

He knew better than anyone how good this person was at playing with people's hearts. In order to survive, Yun Zhongjun could make up any lie.

How could Chun Yuhan, such a shrewd man, help others raise their sons? Moreover, he later became the King of Di, so it was impossible for the prince's bloodline to be wrong.

Chun Yuye calmed himself down, took a deep breath and said, "I am from the Chunyu clan."

"You are indeed from the Chunyu clan," Yun Zhongjun stared into Chunyu Ye's eyes with a smile, "Your eyes are very similar to your mother's."

Chun Yuhan and Zhiyun both have green eyes, and Chun Yuye looks like his mother. So it is normal that Chun Yuhan cannot be distinguished by naked eyes, because he and Zhiyun are brother and sister.

"You and Zhao Guang are both grandsons of the previous White Wolf King. By the way, you should call him Chun Yu Guang now," Yun Zhongjun said calmly, "Based on your bloodline, you are both qualified to become the King of Zhai."

"As long as you are born by your mother, recognizing your bloodline will not confuse the bloodline of the Chunyu clan."

"Have you forgotten? When Chun Yuhan first saw you, he wanted to kill you."

Chun Yuye's hands began to tremble, and the vague memories in his mind gradually revived.

He remembered.

When he first met Chun Yuhan and bit off a piece of flesh on the back of his hand, Chun Yuhan said this after laughing.

"Yes, it's Chunyu's child."

"Okay, I'll acknowledge his identity."

Chun Yuhan never said that he was his son.

  However, Chun Yuye still couldn't believe it

"No, this is impossible..."

Chun Yuye murmured, "How could that person allow such a thing..."

Given Chun Yuhan's morbid obsession with his mother back then, how could he allow her to give birth to a son with another man and bring the son back to his side to raise him?

"He did want to kill you the moment you were born. You survived because I took you away from the White Wolf King Court," Yun Zhongjun looked at him with a smile, "The reason why I took you back five years later was because you awakened your talent for cultivation."

He believed Chun Yuhan could see the potential of this child.

"You have inherited my talent for cultivation. Chun Yuhan cannot give birth to a son with such a high level."

"It took him about five years to think clearly. Not only does he need your mother, but he also needs me if he wants to secure his throne."

"Instead of killing you directly, it is better to let you acknowledge that you are his son and let you work for Xirong."

This group of people...

Ying Baoyue watched Yun Zhongjun approach Chunyu Ye while talking, and found it hard to believe how a person could be so cruel.

The fact that Chun Yu Ye is Yun Zhongjun's biological son is a hundred times a thousand times more cruel to Chun Yu Ye than if he were not.

Chun Yu Han, Lord Yunzhong, and Chun Yu Ye’s mother, Princess Zhiyun.

  What on earth do they think of this child?

If she were Chun Yu Ye, she would have no idea how to face her fate at this moment.

"no no……"

Chun Yuye used his hands and feet to retreat, "I don't believe it, you are lying..."

"Oh?"

Yun Zhongjun approached him expressionlessly, "Whether it is or not, you should know it in your mind."

"Your mother should have told you that no matter what happens, you must not hurt me and must never lay hands on me." Chun Yu Ye froze.

Indeed.

This was said when he was sent to the Zen monastery and after he killed his brother Chunyu Ya.

Especially after Chunyu Ya died, his mother was seriously ill and could hardly make a sound, but before she died, she still stubbornly grabbed his hand and repeated to him.

"No matter what happens, don't do anything to your master..."

"Aye, you can't, kill him."

"Please, don't..."

At that time, Chun Yu Ye didn't understand what his mother was afraid of.

Now he understands.

His mother was afraid that he would commit the crime of parricide again.

His mother's choking voice rang in his ears, surrounding him like a spell throughout his childhood.

Chun Yu Ye's green pupils contracted violently, and he stared at Yun Zhongjun without saying a word.

"It seems you remembered," Yun Zhongjun looked into the boy's eyes, "so what should you do?"

"Do you want to watch your biological father being killed?"

He walked in front of Chun Yu Ye and looked down at him condescendingly.

"No one in this world has feelings for you, except me, your only blood relative."

"If your mother were here, she would definitely ask you to protect me at this time."

Chun Yu Ye looked up at Yun Zhongjun, his pupils trembling violently.

Ying Baoyue felt cold all over and was about to say something when Chunyu Ye lowered his head and let out a shrill roar.

It is difficult to describe this heart-wrenching sound. Ying Baoyue's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but think of the wolf cub with scars all over his body howling towards the sky on the grassland.

"Chun Yu...Ye?"

A violent black gas emerged from Chun Yu Ye's body. The ferocious wolf head grew out of his shoulders and back again. Black mud gushed out of his seven orifices and flowed throughout his body like blood. His whole body was quickly covered by the black mud.

"not good!"

A huge black wind swept over, bringing with it an unimaginable stench and evil spirit. Li Ji's pupils shrank and he dodged in front of Ying Baoyue.

Ying Baoyue did not move, but just stared blankly at Chunyu Ye who stood up from the center of the storm.

He hung his head and his arms shrunk downwards, like a corpse without a soul.

"He's going crazy."

Li Ji grabbed Ying Baoyue's arm and looked at Chun Yu Ye with complicated eyes.

Extreme pain is the nourishment of the evil god. After Chun Yu Ye suffered extreme pain, he completely awakened the ability of the White Dog God.

A pair of black wings grew out of Chun Yu Ye's back, and he reached out and grabbed Yun Zhongjun's arm.

Li Ji wanted to step forward to stop him, but the strong wind prevented him from getting close.

"stop!"

Yun Zhongjun turned around in the strong wind, smiled at Ying Baoyue, and his lips moved.

A black light flashed before Ying Baoyue's eyes and he felt a sharp pain in his ankle.

The ghost fetus that had been lying limp on the ground suddenly jumped up and bit her ankle hard.

An unimaginable feeling of detachment came over him, and Ying Baoyue's eyes suddenly went dark, as if everything about him was being detached from his body.

However, at this moment, an old voice suddenly came from somewhere.

"stop."

"Ayun, there is still some use for her."

Today is my birthday, and this will truly be the last birthday I spend with “Otsukiyomi”.