Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 783 Discovery
Accompanied by the boy's roar, a silver arc was drawn in midair!

The girl blocking the door with her bare hands opened her eyes wide, watching her father frown and stretch out his hand in the air, but the sword seemed to be manipulated by some force, drawing a circle in the air, bypassing her father's hand!

Ji Ange stared wide-eyed at the long sword that fell in front of her, jumped forward and reached out to grab the sword that was thrown over with the scabbard.

"Wind Master..." Looking at the long sword that was controlled by the wind to bypass his hand, Ji Mo suddenly turned around and looked at Zhao Guang who was crawling up from the ground, and squeezed out these words from between his teeth.

"That's right, my lord." Zhao Guang staggered forward and managed to stabilize his footing. Standing under the steps, he raised his face and smiled at Ji Mo. .”

God is pitiful, this is the first time that Zhao Guang has been so proud of him as a Wind Sorcerer since he was a child.

Senior Shangui, thank you so much.

Seeing the anger gathered in the eyes of the man standing in front of the door, Zhao Guang's heart trembled, but his waist straightened even more.

It's just that he is also a wind magician, he is not as capable as an observer.

"It's a mere step, you can't control yourself!" Ji Mo stared coldly at the young man under the steps, then suddenly turned to look at the girl holding the sword, and his pupils shrank in the next moment.

Because the next moment, Ji Ange drew his sword out of its sheath.

Towards, own father.

"You..." Ji Mo stared coldly at the daughter in front of the door, "Do you know what you are doing?"

"I know." Ji Ange groaned, and clenched the hilt of the sword he held for the first time, "I know that big brother and the others dare not treat you like this."

Even Ji Qingyuan and Ji Jiashu never dared to draw their swords against their father when they hated them the most.

All good filial piety comes first, not to mention that their family is all practitioners.

Practitioners drawing swords against each other has a different meaning.

The moment the sword is drawn, it means giving up the existing relationship between them.

Once the sword is drawn, their relationship becomes one of pure practitioners.But there is only fighting between practitioners, there is no mercy.

"That's right, your elder brother doesn't even dare to draw his sword at me." Ji Mo stared coldly at the daughter in front of him, "So you dare to draw your sword at me?"

"No way," Ji Ange said with a wry smile, "I'm not as strong as my elder brother and second younger brother."

"If you want to go in, I can only do my best to stop you." Ji Ange clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand, calmly staring at the tall man in front of him.

She was holding a sword for the first time, but strangely she didn't feel intimidated.

Maybe it's because she watched it so many times, watching the girl on the high platform clenched the sword in her hand, facing the world's huge malice towards her one by one.

Then, the girl really won.

Won to the end.

So she doesn't want to lose either.

Her dead body can't stop her father, she is doing a cart with her arms, but the ants still want to raise their arms.

"Father, I beg you one last time to keep the glory of your son of God." Ji Ange clenched the Yuchang sword tightly, staring quietly at the man in front of him, "The heavenly rank should not attack practitioners below the heavenly rank, please stop relying on strength bully the weak."

Ji Mo's pupils shrank.

"Relying on the strong to bully the weak?" However, the next moment the man heard the words, he sneered and looked at his daughter whose gesture of holding the sword was not standard, "It is true for you."

"Do you think you are a practitioner just by grabbing a sword?" Ji Mo looked at Ji Ange and smiled instead of anger, "Do you know how to use this thing?"

Under the cold gaze of the man, Singer Ji An, who had difficulty holding the sword firmly, trembled even more.

True, she did not know.

Before holding the real sword, she never thought that the real sword is so heavy.

It was so heavy that she couldn't even lift her arms.

Did that girl keep swinging such a sword with her seriously injured body?
So, is this the weight she has been bearing all along?
Ji Ange took a deep breath, looked at the man approaching again, wanted to hold the sword more firmly, but couldn't control her arm no matter what.

"Hmph, it really is a useless piece of trash." Looking at the trembling arm of the girl in front of him, Ji Mo sneered, "Let's get out of the way, don't be ashamed here..."

However, the next moment, his pupils shrank.

Hearing her biological father's words, Ji Ange's eyes dimmed. Originally, her arm was shaking even more, but in the next moment, her trembling arm suddenly stabilized.

Warmth came from the cold back of her hands, Ji Ange looked at the hands covering her hands and opened her eyes wide.

"Hey, I'm sorry to offend you," the familiar oily boy's voice came from beside her ear, "But Miss Ji, do you want me to help you?"

Ji Ange turned her face slightly to the side, staring blankly at the face that was close at hand.

Zhao Guang, who reached out from behind to support Ji Ange's sword-holding hand, grinned at her.

Obviously the body covering her was still trembling, but Ji Ange didn't pierce the sternness of the person behind her, but just looked down at the hands covering her hands.

With both hands together, they no longer tremble.

"Why did you come here? I thought you were going to lie down until your second brother went out!" Ji Ange took a deep breath and shouted.

"Didn't I come here?" Zhao Guang, who had just rushed up the steps in two steps and three steps, looked a little embarrassed. He really didn't have the ability to save the beauty.The boy looked at the girl with a tense face in front of him and asked tentatively, "Is this your first time using a sword? Do you want me to help you?"

Ji Ange gritted her teeth and nodded.

"What can you do?" Ji Mo looked at the boy who was holding the sword in the girl's hand from behind, and felt ridiculous, "Are you playing tricks?"

"I know our appearance is ridiculous," Zhao Guang held the sword in Ji An's singer, and grinned at Ji Mo.

In the eyes of the national teacher as strong as Nan Chu, they look like two children who want to rebel against adults, swinging the wooden sword in their hands needlessly, it is ridiculous and stupid.

"I know we are ridiculous," he seemed to be talking to himself, "but even if we are trash in your eyes, some people treat us as treasures! Why do we want to do this!"

"This world is not up to you!"

The boy's eyes that were originally full of smiles suddenly filled with anger, he clenched the sword in his hand, tremblingly pointing at the man in front of him.

"I just want to tell you!"

"Stay away from my sister-in-law!"

sister in law?Ji Ange was taken aback when he heard the words, and looked sideways at Zhao Guang in astonishment, only to find that the young man beside his face was also a little flustered.

"I'm sorry I made a mistake, anyway... stay away from this house!"

Really no momentum.

But looking down at the hands of the two who were still holding the sword even though they were trembling, Ji Ange smiled in his heart.

They are cowards among practitioners.

However, waste also has its own courage.

She raised her head and puffed out her chest.

No longer afraid.

However, at this moment, Zhao Guang, who was standing behind her, looked at the man in front of him stretching his hand towards the hilt of his sword, and his pupils shrank.

Yue Wangjian!
Zhao Guang didn't expect that he was planning to use the Yue King Goujian Sword against his daughter Ji Mo!

"Since you want to try the treatment of practitioners, I might as well teach you once." The man in black pulled out the long sword at his waist, looked at his daughter and said lightly, "I only want to break one of your arms. Have a long memory."

Seeing this scene, Ji Ange's pupils shrank, but she lowered her head and closed her eyes tightly, without moving a step.

"Hey, hello!" Zhao Guang swallowed sharply, and stepped in front of Ji Ange in despair, "Master Nanchu, you really..."

Seeing that Ji Mo was really about to strike with his sword, Zhao Guang's canthus cracked, and he felt a golden light burst in front of him!
And right now.

A girl's voice suddenly came from the door behind Ji Ange.

"Ji Mo! How dare you!"

Zhao Guang opened his eyes wide in a daze, and suddenly turned his head to look behind him.

　cheer!Sister Yue, who slept for fourteen chapters, woke up!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)