Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 782 Germination
In the Qing'an courtyard, Zhao Guang was lying on the ground, staring at the girl standing in front of the son of God in astonishment.

Look at that girl who, for the first time in her life, rebelled against the person she feared the most.

At the same time, he looked at the real face that belonged to that girl.

The illegitimate daughter of the Southern Chu State Teacher grew up wearing a veil, which has long been known in the practice world.But after arriving in Southern Chu, Zhao Guang discovered that this was not the case. That mysterious former Qin girl actually made Ji Ange take off her veil.

But Ji Ange is still used to wearing a veil when going out or meeting outsiders, and only occasionally takes it off in front of Ying Baoyue.

Zhao Guang lived in Qing'an Yuan for so long, and rarely saw Ji Ange's face.

But Zhao Guang didn't think there was anything wrong, after all, there was a person who wore a mask all year round beside him.

However, when the girl took off her veil, Zhao Guang was still shocked.

He knew very well that whether it was Li Ji or Ji Ange, veils and masks were their restraints, their barriers for self-protection, and even the scabs on their wounds.

But at this moment, Ji Ange tore off this layer of protection by himself.

Just to protect the girl who was in the same door as her.

The girl standing in front of the door had red eye circles, and her hair was messy when she moved too fast, but Zhao Guang felt very beautiful under the veil.

It was not at all a face to hide under a veil.

However, he knew very well that this face was to be hidden under the veil, all because this face had a different meaning to another person.

"You!" Just as he realized that his daughter had pushed him away, the man in black had anger in his eyes.

However, Zhao Guang saw with his own eyes that when Ji Ange took off his veil, the enraged Nan Chu Guoshi was in a daze for a moment, and his true energy suddenly became disordered.

"Shu Bai? No, you are not her."

Ji Mo stared at her daughter who was blocking the door and shouted sharply, "Who allowed you to take off your veil!"

It's one thing to know, but quite another to see it.

Zhao Guang watched this scene with his eyes wide open.

He didn't expect the rumors to be true.

He was too young and had never met the legendary Chief Commander. He only heard from the old man that Ji Ange and her mother Lin Shubai looked exactly like each other.

Everyone knows that Ji Mo, the teacher of the Southern Chu State, has a love-hate relationship with Lin Shubai, the commander-in-chief, because he hates making this daughter wear a veil since she was a child, and never wants to see this face.

However, did Ji Mo not want to see her daughter's face because she hated her mother?

Seeing Ji Mo's reaction now, Zhao Guang realized that Ji Ange should really look like her mother.

But looking at the disordered true essence on Ji Mo's body, Zhao Guang did not expect that just one face would have such a big impact on Shenzi, who should have perfected the control of true essence.

Commander-in-Chief, Lin Shubai.

What kind of position does that legendary woman occupy in the heart of the most honorable son of God in Southern Chu?
However, no matter what position they have, Ji Ange and her mother's deterrence are obviously not at the same level.

"Step over your corpse?" Ji Mo stood against the daughter who was protecting the door, his eyes became colder and colder, "Are you threatening me too?"

"What kind of ecstasy soup did that woman give you?" The man looked at Ji Ange coldly and said, "Let you one or two disobey your elders!"

Zhao Guang was taken aback when he heard the words, and immediately understood who the other two Ji Mo was referring to...

Ji Mo probably didn't expect that besides the two sons, the daughter, who was originally harmless to humans and animals, would show her fangs one day.

"It's just a woman." The man looked at the girl blocking the door, as if he saw the girl who was the same age as Ji Ange more than 20 years ago.

The scenes of the past and the present overlapped, and it was difficult for Ji Mo to restrain the shock of his true energy, and his eyes were fierce.

"Are you going to stop me for someone who has nothing to do with you?"

"You don't allow me to come near?"

Ji Ange's shoulders shook when she heard this, but she somehow felt that what her father said didn't sound like he was talking to her.

That look came again.

Ji Ange didn't want to take off her veil before, not only because her father didn't allow her to take it off, but also because she didn't like the way her father looked at her.

He was not looking at her, but through her, looking at another person.

The other one, she knew exactly who it was.

"Put back the veil!" At this moment, Ji Mo stared at her, "Do you think you can threaten me with this face?"

The man looked at the daughter in front of the door coldly and said, "Do you think you really look like her?"

Zhao Guang on the ground was taken aback, what does this sentence mean?
Ji Ange clenched her open hand tightly into a fist, feeling the tremor of the door behind her guard, her eyes did not waver.

She actually knew what this sentence meant.

It was well known that she was disliked by her father because she looked like her mother.

But the reality is just the opposite.

She wasn't out of favor because she looked too much like her mother.

On the contrary, the reason why her father didn't want to see her was because she had her mother's appearance, but she didn't inherit her mother's character.

In her father's eyes, she was not like her mother.

Her father did not confuse her with her mother.

A child's heart is sensitive.

Every time she faced her father with her true face, Ji Ange could clearly feel her father's momentary confusion when he saw her face, but his breath would instantly turn cold when he saw her eyes.

So she understood that her eyes should be nothing like her mother's.

She's been down before because of this kind of thing, but now that she thinks about it, she was as stupid as she could be.

"I'm not trying to threaten you with this face," Ji Ange quietly stared at her biological father, "it's just that I don't want to run away anymore."

"I know Father, you don't want to see my face," she said softly, "but now, I don't want to cover it up."

"Someone told me before that it is impossible to be like another person," Ji Ange stared into the eyes of the man in front of him, "so no matter who I look like or who I don't look like, I don't want to wear a veil anymore."

"I just want to tell you one thing, father."

Ji Mo stared at her daughter's strange eyes.

"Whether you want to see this face or not, father."

Ji Ange clenched her fists and spoke quietly, her eyes never flickered again.

"That's what I look like!"

This is her, the real her, the one who has never done anything wrong to anyone.

Although the person who mentioned this matter to her said at the time, "He has the ability to push you back? The daughter was not born to him, so how can he have so many problems!"

If it wasn't for this situation, Ji Ange still couldn't help but want to touch his forehead when he recalled this sentence.

She still didn't have the guts to talk to her father like that, but she no longer hesitated.

Ji Ange let go of her hand, and the veil that was originally held in her fist flew away with the wind.

Hearing these words and watching this scene, Ji Mo's pupils shrank.

However, the next moment he quietly stared at the girl in front of the door, "At this moment, your eyes look a lot like your mother's."

"But even without a veil, what can you do?"

Hearing this sentence, Ji Ange's heart felt cold. This sentence meant that her father still didn't take her seriously.

"What? Do you think you can stop me with your own body?" Ji Mo sized up the person in front of him, "You want to stop the Son of God with bare hands?"

Ji Ange's shoulders trembled. Feeling the terrifying real energy and coercion gathered on the person in front of her again, she tightly closed her eyes.

She is a practitioner.

Ji Ange recited these words silently in her heart, but she knew very well that she was not a formal practitioner at all.

Because she can't even use a sword.

sword?
Ji Ange never thought of this kind of thing before, after all, in her memory, all her daughter's family can get is needlework and spinning.

Until she met the former Qin girl.

Only then did she realize that there was such a way of living.

Ji Ange has never desired a sword more than at this moment.

"Unarmed child, get out of the way." At this moment, Ji Mo quietly stretched out his hand to the shoulder of the daughter in front of him.

"Ji Ange!"

However, at this moment, the youth's crisp voice came from midair.

"Take the sword!"

(End of this chapter)