Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 711 Ten Thousand Years
"You..." Hearing these words, Meng Shi was taken aback and was almost taken aback. Looking at the focused eyes of the young man above her head, her heartbeat stopped for some reason.

The next moment she quickly regained her composure, took a deep breath, "What did you say?"

What do you mean by that?Doesn't this person feel ambiguous?

But her current identity is the stepson of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and she is a man, so it doesn't mean anything else.It's just that she can't believe that there will be people who are willing to join her as a commoner. In addition, her current identity is disguised. Once she is revealed, what awaits her is ruin and nothing.

"What do you mean?" Meng Shi lay flat on the bluestone slab, quietly staring at Mo Hua's light brown eyes, "Are you kidding me again?"

"No, everything Mo Hua said to you is true," Mo Hua shook his head.

After becoming Mo Hua, everything he said to her was true.

"Then what do you mean...willing to be driven by me?" Although it was strange that this person suddenly called himself by his first name, Meng Shi decided to ask the business first.

She... really wouldn't think of anything else.

Mo Hua suddenly felt that his future might be more bumpy than Ji Jiashu...

The next moment he took a deep breath and nodded, "If Lord Stepon can defeat me in the middle-level ceremony, Mo Hua is willing to give up his original master and join Lord Stepon's command."

"Do you know what you're talking about?" Meng Shi suddenly smiled, "I can't protect you."

Sure enough, he was sent by someone and had his own master.

But in order to stop her, he even showed up to change the owner on the spot, but the problem is...he didn't ask her if he wanted to change if he wanted to...

Looking at the boy's face above his head, Meng Shi became more and more sure of her initial guess about Mo Hua's identity.

His appearance is ordinary with scars on his face, he really doesn't look like a son of a family who wants to inherit the family business, he is either a commoner or a person from a declining family.

It now appears that the latter is more likely.

Although it is not regarded as selling themselves into slavery, many descendants of down-and-out families will choose to join other families and work hard for them in order to win the chance for their own family to make a comeback.

That's what Mo Hua thought, after all, the killers sent by the palace are unlikely to have such skills.

Leaning against a big tree is good for enjoying the shade. Although he doesn't know who Mo Hua's current master is, Meng Shi didn't expect that this person would treat her like a big tree.

Putting herself under her command...

Meng Shi suddenly wanted to laugh, if this person knew her true identity, if he didn't mention that it was too late to recover, he might be frightened to death immediately, and then he would arrest her and sacrifice her to his original master.

After all, the stepson of the Northern Wei Dynasty was actually a woman, and it wasn't her who put gold on her face. Being able to expose this matter is considered a great achievement.

Once her identity is exposed, she will not be able to protect herself.

"Although I can't tell you why," Meng Shi stared at the person above his head lightly, "I don't need subordinates."

"Even if I can advance to the fifth level, I'm not a big tree," she said quietly, "My hands are too small, and I won't protect anyone except my younger sister."

"It's okay," Mo Hua smiled, "I know you don't believe what I say, but I don't need your protection."

He didn't want to enjoy the shade under the big tree, he just wanted to shelter the tree from wind and rain, and let it glow with its own vitality.

"Besides, stepson, you underestimate yourself." Mo Hua looked at his subordinates who tried their best to hold down the girl who couldn't get up. "It should be a matter of time before you break through to the fifth level."

And for a short time.

As long as there is no accident this time, before the middle-level ceremony begins, she is actually expected to gather strength to attack the fifth-level.

"Huh?" Meng Shi was taken aback when he heard the words, "Why do you..."

She did feel that way, but she couldn't believe that she worked so hard. After all, the Divine Dance Realm was the same as the Heavenly Rank in a certain sense.

"I don't know why, but my feeling is generally quite accurate." Mo Hua looked at Meng Shi and said seriously, "You can become a god of dancing."

She will definitely become a real high-level practitioner.

Although he doesn't have Ji Jiashu's vision in this regard, he still has a little experience.

"You mean..." Looking at the determined eyes of the young man above his head, for some reason, the anxiety in Meng Shi's heart suddenly calmed down a little bit.

"So don't worry, if you keep the green hills, you won't be afraid of no firewood." Mo Hua finally saw the hope and hit the railway while it was hot. Make good use of it in the stage ceremony."

Although he was not reconciled, Mo Hua knew what Meng Shi really cared about.

"If you try to hold on now, your tendons will not be able to hold on. If you fall down, who will show those sword skills?" He fixed his eyes on the girl under him, "Come here, brother. Leave everything behind." To the middle-level ceremony, so that the world can truly see the power of those swordsmanship."

"Let's go to the elementary ceremony together," Meng Shi heard the young man above his head say softly, "I'll accompany you."

Meng Shi's heart skipped a beat.

For some reason, she suddenly felt that these words came from his true identity, his true heart.

Just stop here, stop here?
Meng Shi took a deep breath, and finally relaxed the real energy that was resisting Mo Hua all over his body.

"Brother!" Feeling that the pressure from his subordinates was gone, Mo Hua's eyes showed surprise, but his hands were still on her shoulders, showing suspicion, "Have you thought about it?"

This person is really hard to persuade...

Looking at the boy above her head who couldn't believe her eyes, Meng Shi nodded, but the next moment she turned her head slightly to look at his hand on her shoulder and smiled wryly.

"You said I could break through to the Divine Dance Realm, but I can't even beat you now, what hope do I have?"

"This is me..." Mo Hua was taken aback, looked at his hand and smiled with a complicated expression, "I have been practicing since I was three years old, senior brother, how old are you?"

three years old?

Meng Shi was taken aback, what kind of aristocratic family is so strict with children?You have to know that you haven't awakened at the age of three.

"I'm eight years old," she said, looking at Mo Hua after a pause.

"So I'm just accumulating experience, brother, you are still very good," Mo Hua smiled quietly, "You are better than me."

He looked at the face of the girl under him, "You are really amazing."

Meng Shi didn't know why her ears felt hot, and the next moment her eyes fell on the wound on Mo Hua's chest, "Stop talking about it, let go, I won't struggle anymore, your wound is cracked again!"

After she finished speaking, she took a deep breath, looked at the examiner at the side of the stage, and said that sentence.

"Northern Wei step-son Meng Shi admits defeat."

There was a dead silence in the audience, and the next moment there was an extremely loud noise.

The practitioners stared blankly at the two people lying on the stage and bending over, speechless.

In the Southern Chu Primary Ceremony, No.1 who participated in the final battle was born.

It wasn't Meng Shi, the step-son of the Northern Wei Dynasty, but Mo Hua, whose background was unknown beside him.

But at this time, the young man on the stage did not feel the joy of victory at all, he just looked at the person stopped by him and smiled, with only one person in his eyes.

Amidst the loud noise, Ji Jiashu stood on the examiner's high platform, quietly watching the boy bleeding from his body but staring intently at the woman in the big formation.

"I didn't expect such a result, Mo Hua actually won," while Jiang Yuanyuan was lamenting the result, he suddenly heard the people around him ask,
"Second Highness, what kind of mood do you feel when you say you like someone?"

"Ah?" Jiang Yuanyuan froze suddenly, what did this person ask suddenly?

　Jiang Yuanyuan: Why am I, a single dog without cp, abused by you people? (Hey, in fact, you have already appeared)
　　
　
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