Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 353 Firefly
A little bit of firefly, Bi Yingying is like a dream.

In the faint light of Liu Ying, Ying Baoyue stared at the pair of eyes under the iron mask.

Although she didn't recognize him by eyes.

The fireflies swarm the lotus bushes, the water is cool and the night wind blows.Liren will fall leaves, all in the same boat.

However, the person in front of her is not Liren, but her old friend in this life, who just left a few days ago.

"What?" Feeling the stiffness of the person on her body, Ying Baoyue looked at him and smiled helplessly, "Do you think I won't recognize you if you wear a mask?"

The problem is that not only is he wearing a mask, but his whole body is covered tightly, so at first glance he can't even tell his age.He even adjusted his breath deliberately, the only thing exposed outside was his eyes.

And he thinks his eyes are not special enough to be recognized at a glance.

Although the person on him didn't say a word, Ying Baoyue knew what he was thinking.Seeing the man blinking her eyes like a slander, she laughed softly.

"It's true that I didn't recognize you by my eyes."

The man's eyes paused.

Ying Baoyue's eyes fell on his shoulder.

"There are always other characteristics in people."

But if you only look at body shape, there are many people with similar body shape in this world.He continued to slander, if it weren't for the features of being particularly thin and tall, how could he recognize it when it was so tightly wrapped.

"Although the body shape is similar, the size of each position is different," Ying Baoyue looked at him and smiled.

"After all, you are someone who has slept for one night. I know the length of your arm."

She looked at the boy whose eyes were getting bigger and bigger, and said softly, "Mr. Chunhua."

Holding a knife against Ying Baoyue's neck, Ji Jiashu suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck when he heard this.

Then his eyes became extremely helpless.

He originally came to scare people, but he was shocked by the woman's words instead.

sleep... arm...

Will anyone observe people carefully to the length of the arm?Did she treat him...

"Sorry, just kidding," but at this moment Ying Baoyue suddenly smiled and admitted honestly, "The arm length was recorded during the Jixia Banquet."

When Ji Jiashu hit Ye Siyuan's sword with chopsticks, she had an impression on the side.

And the reason why she remembers these is purely occupational disease, although she has no memory related to practice, she can probably guess the reason.

For a swordsman, the arm is the extension of the sword. If you can remember the length of the opponent's arm and combine it with the length of the sword, you can calculate the distance of the attack and avoid it in the battle.

So she has the habit of memorizing these.

Hearing this, the eyes of the young man holding the sword against her neck changed again, but he still remained silent.

Ying Baoyue guessed that this might have something to do with his current setting of pretending to be a ghost, but ghosts...should also be able to talk, right?

"Master Ji?" Ying Baoyue asked, "Can you talk?"

She didn't expect to get an answer at first, but the next moment the boy was silent for a moment, and then spoke up.

"can say."

"Just can't strike up a conversation with the participants."

Ying Baoyue was startled, then looked at him and said, "Then you now..."

"You guessed it all," said the boy Ji Jiashu lightly, "What's the point of pretending to be silent, besides..."

He looked at the sword in his hand and pressed it quietly, "There is no one else here."

Although he talked to the participants against the rules, he was still performing his duties.

Feeling the pressure coming from the Sunset Sword in his hand again, Ying Baoyue stared at the cold iron armor on his body, and tried his best to mobilize all his true energy to resist it.

Beads of blood slowly oozed from her tiger's mouth.

Ji Jiashu quietly stared at the woman in front of him. Although ghosts cannot kill, they must not hold back the participants. For those who have already shot, they must at least be knocked out.

Originally, it was very simple for him to deal with a level [-] practitioner.But he knew from the very beginning that she was not an ordinary practitioner.

Under the tremendous coercion, he still didn't retreat a step, even after calling out his name and identity, he didn't ask him to do anything special.

Even when she was making a so-called joke, she just tightly held the sword in her hand, and the swords of the two of them were still opposing each other in strength.

If possible, he really didn't want to confront this woman.

Even though her rank is not high, her perseverance and fighting spirit in battle are difficult to deal with.

Ji Jiashu continued to increase the strength of the sword in his hand, just hoping to end the tug of war quickly.Even if this woman is just fighting with knives, even if he controls his breath, she will never be his opponent.

In the sky full of fireflies, at an extremely close distance, the two were engaged in a very clear confrontation of power.

Power gradually overwhelms power, and the pebble hits the stone gradually towards the end.

The next moment, Ji Jiashu felt that the rusty sword in his hand was finally loosened.

Arrived!

The limit that this woman can support has reached the end, and then his sword will be able to press her own sword to her neck, can...

However, at the next moment, a cold light flashed in front of Ji Jiashu, and he was shocked.

But this cold light was not Ying Baoyue's counterattack, Ji Jiashu knew very well that Ying Baoyue's sword could not move forward at all!
But the next moment, that rusty cold light still slid out, and the direction was... the side of the gap between the two of them.

Ji Jiashu couldn't believe what he saw.

Because this is not a counterattack, not a strategy, it is simply suicide!

Ji Jiashu couldn't speak. Out of the corner of his eye, he watched the sword being pulled out from the side and then thrown out.And it was the woman with the knife on her neck who did this.

At the critical moment, the woman actually dropped the sword!
Who would have thought.

Ji Jiashu's heart was turbulent.

At the moment of sword light and flint, this woman threw away the long sword and opened her arms!
The next moment, the long sword in Ji Jiashu's hand was free of any obstacles, and immediately went towards her neck. All this happened so quickly that even Ji Jiashu was caught off guard, "You!"

Under the woman's suicidal behavior, the distance between them couldn't be closer, his sword was about to kill her, Ji Jiashu opened his eyes wide, but just before his blade touched her skin Time.

His long sword stopped abruptly.

Ji Jiashu was stiff all over.

He quietly looked at the girl lying on the ground.

He stopped not because of his own will, just as this woman was not as ordinary people would guess, the reason for throwing the sword was to test whether he dared to kill her.

but because.

Just as his sword was about to cut, he suddenly felt a cold in his throat.

Ji Jiashu lowered his head stiffly, and then he saw that thing in the dots of fireflies.

In the depths of his neck, there was actually a small arrowhead.

Under the arrowhead were the girl's slender fingers.

Just when they saw the scene just now, everyone would have thought that she had lost all weapons and was unarmed.

She laid such a trap.

when……

Ji Jiashu raised her head, kept the sword hanging by her throat, and looked at the girl quietly.

"Young Master Ji, or Young Master Gui," Ying Baoyue who was lying on the ground smiled at him.

"Want to compare with me whose hands are faster?"

　"Fireflies and lotus bushes, the water is cool and windy at night. Liren will fall leaves, all in the same boat."--Tang Lulun "Floating in the Autumn Pool at Night with Chang"

　　
　
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