Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 370 Choice
"you……"

There is still mist in the mountains and forests that has not dissipated. Too many things happened that night. Ying Xun was slightly taken aback when he looked at the girl who stretched out her hand to him in the mist.

The girl who just walked out from the depths of the mountain forest in this fog, the moment he saw it, really only a short moment, he seemed to see an elf walking out of the mountain.

It was like the vague figure that once existed in his memory.

Of course he won't tell anyone about this idea.

Ying Xun originally regained his mind quickly and was ready to face reality, but he never thought that this woman who was holding back in everyone's hearts would suddenly say such a sentence.

Follow her if you want to win?
What she said and what she did was too unbelievable. In Ying Xun's memory, this cousin had never spoken to him like this, and she had stretched out her hand to him.

Looking at the hand that appeared in front of him under the morning light, Ying Xun was dazed again, as if he saw a vague figure, with a slight halo in his memory, that figure had reached out to him countless times.

Ying Xun shook his head violently, what happened to him recently?
"Cousin?" Ying Baoyue asked softly, looking at Ying Xun who looked a little wrong in front of him.

And at this moment, looking at the pair of royal brothers and sisters standing face to face, other former Qin practitioners also started whispering.

"What's the situation? Let the stepson and us follow her?"

"Where are you going with her? To die? How could she know how to win?!"

"There is a limit to bragging!"

"You..." Ying Xun suddenly came back to his senses, he didn't shake that hand, he just pursed his lips and looked at the woman in front of him and asked, "What do you mean by that? You know the way to win ?”

The surrounding doubts were heard, and the entire former Qin camp was very noisy, but amidst everyone's doubts, Ying Baoyue just looked at Ying Xun and smiled.

"I know the shortest way to Gushanya," Ying Baoyue said, "If Qianqin wants to win, follow me."

"What the hell?" "How is it possible?" Right after Ying Baoyue finished speaking, all the former Qin practitioners looked at her suspiciously.

"How can a princess who doesn't leave the gate know the way? Could it be that spies deceive people to death?"

"Recently? Where did she know it? Information from the Northern Wei Dynasty? This is simply a trap, right?"

Amidst the clamor of doubts, Ying Xun looked at the hand in front of him, and looked up at the girl in front of him.

"It's impossible for you to know the way here. Where did you hear about it..."

"It's impossible for me to know, how did I know these things are not important." However, before he finished speaking, Ying Baoyue quietly stared into his eyes and spoke softly.

"The important thing is your choice, stepson."

Ying Xun was taken aback when he heard this.

The girl in front of him no longer called him cousin.

"There's only one thing, really. That's it."

"Do you choose to believe me or not," Ying Baoyue looked at the young man in front of her and said quietly, "Your decision will determine where everyone here will be taken."

"Whether you will lead the crowd to victory, or fall into the trap by mistake, all the consequences need to be borne by you alone, as I said," Ying Baoyue stared at Ying Xun seriously and said, "One of your decisions determines countless human life."

"So," Ying Baoyue looked into Ying Xun's eyes and said, "It doesn't matter what others say, whether the rumors are true or not."

"Do you choose to believe me or not?"

Ying Xun stared at the girl in front of him in a daze.

There were countless harsh voices in his ears.

"Young Master! Don't be fooled by this woman! She will kill everyone in the former Qin Dynasty!" Huo Zhan and Wang Tusheng shouted hoarsely.

"It must be a trap! Her Royal Highness may not have done it on purpose, but she must have been deceived!" You Xiaozhi persuaded with emotion and reason.

"Don't step-son, don't be nepotism, if you make a wrong choice, you will become a sinner through the ages!" There were threatening words.

Time is limited, in a very short time, he heard a lot of voices, and he must make a decision as soon as possible.

His decision involved the lives and deaths of hundreds of people.

No one believed this woman, and according to common sense, she couldn't believe her words at all.

It's just a seventh-rank cultivator, the princess sent by the former Qin Dynasty for marriage.

Everyone around him is against it, and the huge risk is on his shoulders.As these people say, once he steps into the trap, he will become a sinner through the ages, stained with stains that cannot be washed away for life.

do you want to win

The eyes of the girl in front of her were extremely clear.

Other people around him said a lot, but she only said one sentence to him at first.

Want to win?
he knows.The former Qin has been weak for a long time and has been unable to win for a long time. No one will blame him, and if he believes in this woman at the risk that he has little chance of success, he will die without a place to die if he fails.

Want to win?
Ying Xun stared at the girl in front of her in a daze. Facing so many slanders and suspicions around her, she didn't say a word, and faced his silence, she didn't withdraw the hand she extended to him.

Want to win?
Ying Xun quietly stared at the girl named Ying Baoyue who stretched out her hand to him.

Want to win?
The morning sun rose and sprinkled golden light on him and her under the tree.

Want to win?
Countless voices echoed in his heart, but the clearest one was her voice.

And at this moment, Ying Xun suddenly quietly raised his hand and reached out to the girl in front of him.

"step son?!"

"Eldest son?!"

Seeing this scene, countless former Qin practitioners opened their eyes wide in astonishment, and many of them screamed out and stretched out their hands to stop them, as if they had seen a terrible scene.

Huo Zhan's pupils shrank, and Wang Tusheng's eyes cracked, he drew his sword out of its sheath and stabbed at the woman in front, but the next moment.

Suddenly the wind blew up in the forest.

A huge aura rose from the young man standing quietly in the center of the crowd, and the true energy belonging to the strongest young man swept out, forcing all the practitioners around him back in an instant!
The ex-Qin practitioners who had been discussing a lot opened their mouths in shock, and the forest was dead silent.

Time seemed to freeze, and in the silence, everyone opened their eyes wide, watching the boy in front of him reach out and put his hand into the girl's palm.

Want to win?
Ying Xun quietly looked at the girl in front of him who was slightly taken aback, then squeezed his hand tightly, and spoke softly.

"I want to win."

Even if there is a trap ahead, even if everyone thinks they can't win, even if he is just an abandoned son, even if he abandons his country, it is just lingering.

He is still.

want to win.

At this moment, he made a choice.

He chooses to believe her.

"Okay," Ying Baoyue looked at the young man in front of him and smiled slightly, "Let's go win."

……

……

In front of the thick fog gradually dissipating, there is a steep cliff standing alone, like a long sword.

It is the northernmost end of Tianmu Mountain, Gushanya.

At the top of the cliff, several anxious middle-aged practitioners were hovering.It was clear that the mountain was shady and cool, but these people looked at the deserted mountain road under the noon sun and were still sweating, pacing anxiously without stopping, and their eyes were full of impatience.

At the next moment, a figure with an armored face suddenly appeared on the top of the cliff. The middle-aged people were shocked, but when they saw the person clearly, their originally impatient eyes suddenly lit up, and their faces were full of joy.

"Mr. Chunhua! You really came out!"

Ji Jiashu looked at the other examiners in official uniforms, and took off the masks on their faces.

The expressions on the faces of the other examiners suddenly relaxed, and they asked eagerly, "How is the situation in the mountains? Can you come out to prove that..."

"Well," Ji Jiashu nodded, "Ghost Daqiang has completely disappeared, and there should be other practitioners appearing soon, please remember the number and order."

"That's good, but other practitioners will definitely be better for a while," the middle-aged practitioner said with a sigh of relief, "After all, these boys in the mountains are not as fast as you, Mr. Chunhua."

The other examiners also laughed loudly, "I don't know which country will be the first this year. Is it the Northern Wei Dynasty or the Southern Chu Dynasty? Eastern Wu is also possible. What do you think, Mr. Chunhua?"

"Hmm," Ji Jiashu replied indifferently, and said casually, "Looking at the situation in the mountains, it's probably north..."

However, he didn't finish his sentence. The boy stood on the top of the cliff, staring blankly at the figure in front of him in the mist of the mountain forest.

"A team from a certain country has already arrived?!" The other examiners were startled, and hurriedly focused their attention on it, "Which country is it? It doesn't look like the leader is Meng Shi, could it be from Nanchu... huh? "

Looking at the slender figure that appeared in front of the mist, all the examiners lost their words.

Ji Jiashu stared blankly at all this.

In the seventh year of the Warring States Period, the first round of the Southern Chu Primary Ceremony, after three days and three nights of fighting.

The first to appear in front of everyone's eyes.

Not Northern Wei, not Southern Chu, not Soochow.

But the country that no one thought of.

"This is..." The middle-aged examiner next to Ji Jiashu trembled and said the name of that country.

"Former Qin?"

(End of this chapter)