Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 2602 Giant Coffin
With a dazzling white light, Ying Baoyue opened his eyes.

What I saw before me was not a dark tomb, but a vast, white, empty world.

For a moment, she thought she was in Ji Mo's little world. The next moment, she realized that this was another person's little world.

A more powerful small world that relies more on formations and spells for support.

The white light gradually faded, and the scene before my eyes became clearer and more familiar.

There were countless display racks and bookshelves piled with scrolls, weapons and treasures. Countless candles and oil lamps flickered between the bookshelves like stars.

The candlelight is like the sea, as if it can drown people.

It was exactly the same scene she saw when she was summoned into Emperor Ying’s secret room that night.

What was different from before was that this place was filled with mountains of funerary objects, and even the ground was covered with pearls and gems.

She took a closer look and found that they were all spoils of war that Emperor Ying had collected when he conquered the six kingdoms.

“It’s really interesting.”

Ying Baoyue sighed.

Even after death, the room must be decorated the same as when alive.

She walked inside step by step, through the densely packed bookshelves and candlelight.

I don’t know how long I trudged through the sea of ​​lights and treasures, but the view before me finally became empty again.

Ying Baoyue raised his head and looked towards the throne at the end of the bookshelf.

It was a huge dragon throne, but there was no one on it. There was a pile of black furs piled up layer by layer, forming a small hill.

What first attracted Ying Baoyue's attention was not the dragon throne that was exactly the same as the one in Afang Palace, but a sword leaning against the dragon throne.

There is only a sword, no scabbard.

Ying Baoyue stared at the sword quietly, her face calm, but the surging emotions inside almost buried her.

Against the backdrop of thousands of candles, the familiar sword glowed brightly, more brilliantly than any other treasure around it.

The light on the sword was much dimmer than when its owner was here.

But it remains the most unique treasure here.

"Tai'a."

Ying Baoyue looked at the sword and murmured.

The next moment, there seemed to be a strange wave in the air. The long sword that had been leaning motionless against the dragon throne suddenly made a sharp buzzing sound, and the gems scattered on the ground around it began to vibrate.

Ying Baoyue was startled by the noise. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly froze.

A skinny hand stretched out from the fur beside it and grasped the hilt of the Taia sword.

The vibration of Taia Sword suddenly stopped.

The whole room fell silent.

Ying Baoyue stared at the pair of hands that were as thin as tree bark. They were covered with black veins and their original appearance was almost unrecognizable.

However, only this hand can suppress the buzzing sound of the Taia Sword.

"You're here."

Ying Baoyue was silent for a moment, staring at the pile of fur, and spoke softly.

She never thought that she would meet this person again under such circumstances.

thump.

A ruby ​​rolled out of the fur and fell to her feet.

"end."

An old voice came from the fur, "I know you will come back sooner or later."

Ying Baoyue stared at the gem on the tip of his toe. "Did you design all this? Have you been spying on me?"

A hoarse laugh came from the fur. "Isn't it interesting? You escaped from here a year ago, and you have to come back here a year later."

Ying Baoyue found it hard to connect the high-spirited emperor in her memory with the creature curled up in fur before her.

"It was you who let me leave here a year ago?" Ying Baoyue asked.

If this person had been watching everything from behind, then with her weak body when she was just reborn, it would be impossible for her to escape from this place.

"Yes," the old voice laughed, "If I hadn't escorted you, do you think you could have walked out of the Mercury Sea?"

really.

Ying Baoyue was silent for a long time.

"Really?" She was not really shocked. "What do you want to do by letting me out?"

"Let me find evidence and take revenge on you?"

The fur piled on the dragon throne moved, and the person hidden inside sat up straight.

"Aren't you surprised?"

"What are you surprised about?" Ying Baoyue stared at him, "Are you surprised that you arranged everything?"

The man in fur laughed, and this time his laughter was much weirder.

"Do you think you got here on your own?"

"Every step you have taken so far, every person you have met, has been manipulated by someone."

"You've been a puppet for a year and you don't even know it. Don't you think it's funny?"

Ying Baoyue listened quietly to his laughter, then looked at the pile of fur and asked a question that the other party was not expecting.

"Are you really His Majesty?"

The man was a little surprised.

But his unexpected point was also different from what Ying Baoyue thought.

"You haven't called me that since you died."

Well, this guy really is.

"I'm not used to calling you by your first name, you know."

Ying Baoyue sighed, "From the moment I met you, you have been Master's Lord."

She had a thousand words to ask this person, a thousand things she couldn't figure out, and a thousand grudges she wanted to settle with this person. However, when she stood in front of this person across two lifetimes, she found that she only had one question in her heart.

why?
Why did this person become like this?
Facing this person, she really didn't know what to say.

There are probably few people alive in this world who know the true face of Emperor Ying.

Ying Baoyue quietly looked at the man who didn't want to show his face, and said softly, "If Mu You saw you, I wonder if he would be able to recognize you."

"Mu You, cough cough, isn't that old immortal still alive?" Emperor Ying coughed a few times, and the sound in his throat was extremely hoarse and unpleasant.

"No," Ying Baoyue said, "Since you have monitored the path I have taken so far, you should have seen Mu You's current appearance, right?"

"He is in good spirits, and his voice sounds even younger than yours, Your Majesty."

Emperor Ying's cough became even hoarse. "Young? An old man with white hair is still young? You are lying with your eyes open."

"He can still ride a horse and lead his descendants to fight," Ying Baoyue said, "and he can save my life on the battlefield."

Emperor Ying coughed violently, "I should have killed him earlier, and..."

"With Jincheng, right?"

Ying Baoyue interrupted him.

Silence returned to the secret room.

The pile of things on the dragon throne moved, and a ray of dark light shone out from the pile of furs.

Ying Baoyue recognized that they were the eyes of Emperor Ying.

She closed her eyes, and another pair of bright and ambitious eyes appeared in her mind.

"Your Majesty, Lord Yunzhong... No, Jin Yun, did you let him go?"

The man in the furs smiled.

"Yes, it was me who pulled him out of the sea of ​​fire and escorted him all the way to Xirong."