Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 503 Choice
"Saint...you..."

He Lancheng, who was lying on the ground, coughed up a mouthful of blood, which hissed when it fell on the grass.

The blood he coughed up had turned completely black, and the completely poisonous hair was within sight.Surrounded by those Beihan Pavilion disciples who claimed to protect him, he didn't feel any sense of security, only despair.

He instinctively realized what was going on.But I still don't want to believe it.

Beihan Pavilion, ready to abandon him.

Everything was to prevent that girl from getting the top spot.

There was a mocking smile on the corner of He Lancheng's mouth. Compared with Beihan Pavilion and Xu Bingqing's pity and respect for him, he could only pin his hopes on Beihan Pavilion's face.

Even if Beihan Pavilion did not hesitate to sacrifice him in order to prevent the top spot in the war of medicine and poison from falling into the hands of others, but if a disciple died in front of the medicine testing table, it was caused by the saintess preventing the disciple from obtaining the antidote. The reputation of the saint will be greatly affected.

This is his only chance of survival.

"Saint...you can't..." He Lancheng said hoarsely, but he couldn't complete a sentence. The surrounding Northern Wei practitioners still didn't leave, and they surrounded him like a door god.

Through layers of sword walls, Ying Baoyue looked at the scene in front of her with a slightly cold gaze.

"Miss Xu, what do you mean by this?"

She looked at the Beihan Pavilion disciples who drew their swords to her and refused to allow her to take a step closer. She turned around for the first time in this battle of medicine and poison, and looked at the woman not far away.

For the first time, they met each other's eyes across the heavy human wall.

The princess of the former Qin Dynasty and the saint of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

On the high platform, Ji Jiashu's pupils shrank slightly, and he suddenly realized that this should be the first conversation between Ying Baoyue and Xu Bingqing in public.

Obviously, there had been many confrontations between the Northern Wei Dynasty and the former Qin Dynasty, but the former Qin princess had never looked at Xu Bingqing once.

Until this time, when the lives of Beihan Pavilion's own disciples were dying.

She didn't call Xu Bingqing the Holy Maiden like other practitioners and noble ladies from aristocratic families. Ji Jiashu hadn't seen someone call Xu Bingqing "Miss Xu" for a long time.

The title of Saintess of the Northern Wei Dynasty was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, generally only some elders would not be called Xu Bingqing that way.

Ji Jiashu clearly felt that Xu Bingqing's breath changed momentarily when he heard Ying Baoyue's words.Looking at the woman who was looking straight at the drug testing table, Xu Bingqing's eyes turned cold, but under the eyes of the surrounding people, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Ex-Princess Qin?" Xu Bingqing squinted at Ying Baoyue and said calmly, "I said, our Beihan Pavilion disciples haven't fallen so low that they need someone to save them."

"We can save our people by ourselves," Xu Bingqing looked at Ying Baoyue with a mocking smile on his lips, "There is no need for some people to rush to save them."

The surrounding people also reacted after hearing Xu Bingqing's words.

"That's right, no matter what kind of poison Mr. Helan has been poisoned by, Renbeihange will definitely be able to save him, so it's not up to others to intervene..."

"The saintess' self-esteem is as strong as ever..."

"After all, it's medicine and poison. It's normal that Beihan Pavilion can't tolerate other people's challenge."

However, listening to the surrounding voices, Ying Baoyue's eyes became colder, "Will you save me?"

She looked at He Lancheng who was lying on the ground and could barely speak, "I can't tell at all that Beihan Pavilion is saving him."

"If you don't take the antidote, this person is going to die." Ying Baoyue looked into the indifferent eyes of the woman in the distance, "Do you call this desolation?"

As soon as she said this, the people around her widened their eyes.

"Why is this woman talking to the Holy Maiden!"

"Does she think that her royal status is more noble than the saint?"

"Compared to the pampered princess in the palace, does she know how many people the saint has saved?"

Looking at the clear eyes of the woman next to the drug testing table, and feeling the sight of the young man behind her watching her, Xu Bingqing's gaze also turned cold when she heard the words. Hearing the discussions of the people around her, she suddenly laughed out loud. .

"Saint... girl?" He Lancheng, who was lying on the ground and pinned all his hopes on the conversation between Ying Baoyue and Xu Bingqing, was stunned when he heard the sound.

"This is really putting the cart before the horse, it's extremely ridiculous." Xu Bingqing's laughter stopped, and he looked at Ying Baoyue and said calmly.

"Miss Ying," she looked at Ying Baoyue and said, "Before, I was concerned about your face, so it was not easy to expose your lies. But you dare to press Beihan Pavilion with your big words, so my little girl has no choice but to tell the truth."

Miss Ying... Ji Jiashu had a delicate expression upon hearing this, because Ying Baoyue didn't call her a saint, so Xu Bingqing didn't call her a princess either?
But a lie... what is it talking about?
"I'm not lying," Ying Baoyue said quietly upon hearing the words, "There's still half a stick of incense left, if you don't take the antidote, this young man will die."

She looked at the examiner on the high platform, "Even if it's Beihan Pavilion, you can't ignore the life and death of practitioners in the primary ceremony."

Ji Jiashu's expression froze when he heard the words, and he glanced at the other silent examiners around him. He looked at Xu Bingqing under the high platform, and was about to stop him.

But Xu Bingqing's laughter came from his ear again.

"Didn't lie? It's the first time my little girl can tell a lie so confidently." Xu Bingqing smiled and looked at Ying Baoyue and said.

"Poisoning? The antidote? Did Miss Ying lie and believe everything she said, or did she really think that He Lancheng's appearance was poisoned by you?"

The surrounding people were taken aback when they heard the words, and everyone became confused.

"what's the situation?"

"Isn't it poisoned by the former Princess Qin?"

"Considering Mr. He Lan's reputation, I didn't want to talk about it, but someone forced me with every word," Xu Bingqing said indifferently as he glanced at He Lancheng who was surrounded by Beihan Pavilion disciples.

"Young Master He Lan suffers from a stubborn illness, and he became our disciple of Beihan Pavilion for the purpose of curing his illness. His body is not suitable for participating in the medical and poison war, but he refused to listen to my dissuasion and insisted on participating, so the little girl was left by him. "

He Lancheng, who was lying on the ground, shrank his pupils. He didn't have any stubborn illnesses at all!
"Although the little girl didn't participate in the battle of medicine and poison, it's clear at a glance that his antidote is fine," Xu Bing said flatly, "It's because of the stubborn disease in his body that the old injury broke out."

"I don't know where Ms. Ying learned about our disciple's stubborn illness in advance, but she took out some medicines casually, I'm afraid she wanted to take advantage of this situation." Xu Bingqing smiled sarcastically.

"We Beihan Pavilion disciples snatched your medicinal materials? Will you poison them?" She smiled and said, "How is this possible?"

Xu Bingqing looked around at the surrounding people, "Will anyone believe it?"

"That's right...why does the former Princess Qin think she can detoxify better than Beihan Pavilion?"

"Speaking of poisoning and detoxification, Beihan Pavilion is an expert. Does this woman think she is more proficient than Beihan Pavilion?"

"It's possible... isn't she able to make up the story of Beihan Pavilion disciples robbing her of medicinal materials? Hahaha..."

The prestige of Beihan Pavilion in the field of medicine and poison completely dominated the direction of public opinion at this time.

"You..." Gui Chen who was beside Ying Baoyue looked at the woman who turned black and white angrily and wanted to draw her sword, Ying Baoyue stretched out her hand to stop him.

"Whether I can cure Mr. Helan's poison, you will know once you try it." However, amidst the opposition and ridicule, Ying Baoyue just looked at Xu Bing and said quietly.

"There is no antidote that can cure He Lancheng's stubborn illness." Xu Bingqing's eyes turned cold, and he looked at Ying Baoyue and said coldly, "I will not allow such a person who insults my reputation in the Beihan Pavilion to approach the disciples of the Beihan Pavilion .”

"Although our disciple didn't lose at all, since he suddenly fell ill, it doesn't matter if he has abstained." Xu Bingqing turned around and said, "Ah Heng, bring your senior brother back."

One of the Beihan Pavilion disciples heard the voice and responded.

"But as for Miss Ying's nonsense about poisoning and snatching medicinal materials in advance," Xu Bingqing said coldly after a glance, "Miss Ying, let's save it."

"A piece of advice, don't think about things that don't belong to you," Xu Bing said flatly, "Even if you think about things, then go and make the medicine yourself, you can't get it from others."

Jiang Yuanyuan glanced at Ji Jiashu beside him, and for some reason felt that Xu Bingqing meant something.

Half of the Beihan Pavilion disciples lifted He Lancheng, who was already powerless to resist on the ground, while half of them drew their swords to guard against Ying Baoyue behind, strictly guarding against her and never letting her get any closer.

Looking at the face of the woman who was getting further and further away from him, He Lancheng felt cold all over.

Thinking of what Xu Bingqing said just now, endless sadness and ridicule suddenly surged in his heart.

In the forest before, he laughed at this woman as an abandoned son of the former Qin Dynasty, but in fact he was the abandoned son through and through.

Everyone looked at him and thought that Beihan Pavilion would cure him when he went back, but he knew it well, not to mention healing, he didn't need to be carried back to wait for death, and he might be buried outside the venue, completely abandoned son.

In order to plot against the woman, the saint would not let the woman approach him until he died.

he can only...

However, at this moment, separated by countless crowds, his blurred vision suddenly saw the woman's gaze again.

He Lancheng stared blankly, his eyes wide open.

Across the crowd, the woman's voice sounded in his ears, "Do you want to live?"

Ying Baoyue quietly looked at the young man who was being carried like a sack and almost lost the strength to raise his hand, and spoke softly.

"I want...to live." This scene seemed to be dreaming, He Lancheng said intermittently, "I don't want...to die."

"Well," Ying Baoyue smiled slightly upon hearing this.

"That's okay, I won't let you die."

(End of this chapter)