Cover? How to cover?

The huge aura outside had already descended, and there were bursts of exclamations from cultivators all around, and even someone could be heard calling his name, but under the shade of the tree, Ying Xun's heart was turning over the river and the sea.

It was the first time he had been so close to this woman, and although Ying Baoyue's body was just an inch away from him, from the perspective of the surrounding Rao, it seemed to him that she had crashed into his arms.

But it's such an intimate scene, but it has nothing to do with any Fengyue.

That girl is always so calm, Ying Xun lowered slightly, and she could see that the woman even had some stern eyes.

What the hell is this...... What happened?

"Cover ...... What do I need to do? He asked in a low and quick voice.

In these days in Nan Chu, he found that he had never understood this cousin before. But there is one thing that he finally understands after going through so much, and that is that when something happens, her judgment is often correct.

Ying Baoyue was a little surprised when she heard Ying Xun's quick answer, I am afraid that he thought that something had happened that was unfavorable to Qianqin, but this time Yingxun was a little misunderstood, what happened at this time had nothing to do with Qianqin, but only involved her alone.

The aura of the Vermilion Bird God, which ranked second in strength among the eight beast gods, had already enveloped the entire altar, and the aura belonging to the gods continued to spread.

Not only the gods themselves, Suzaku is Ji Mo's eyes.

Although Ying Baoyue didn't know what she could detect with just three points of breath, if Suzaku really wanted to search for someone, it couldn't be easier.

"Trouble overlay your true essence on me." In the shadow of Ying Xun's body, Ying Baoyue spoke softly.

Ying Xun didn't know why, but he took a deep breath and immediately complied, and at the same time, he arched up slightly, enveloping Ying Baoyue in Qi Zheng

At the same time, Ying Baoyue closed her eyes and blocked Wufu

The gods were indeed extremely powerful, and Teng Snake recognized her almost at first sight. Suzaku is not without the possibility of discovering her identity, but she is only at the seventh level now, and it is very easy to hide herself.

As long as she finds a cultivator with a higher realm than her and asks him to release the True Yuan, she can easily cover up her aura.

Ying Xun is rank sixth, and he is the bloodline of Emperor Taizu, the people of their family are still a little special to the Eight Beast Gods, and they are the most suitable candidates, and she has other reasons for looking for him.

After about a quarter of an hour, Ying Baoyue felt someone gently nudge her shoulder, and she opened her eyes, and her five senses returned.

"Pretty much gone." Ying Xun's voice came from above.

She looked up at the young man's reddened jaw above her head.

At this time, the powerful aura that enveloped the ground had faded a lot, and there was no longer the feeling of being watched, and Ying Baoyue looked back at the sky on the altar, and the fiery red clouds that were almost like melting into the setting sun had also dispersed.

The breath of the Vermilion Bird God had already left, leaving only the excited and grateful Nanchu cultivators on the altar.

Ying Baoyue took a deep breath, took a step back and left the embrace of the young man in front of her, looked at him and smiled, "Thank you just now, cousin." ”

Although she didn't put it on from beginning to end, Ying Xun's body was still stiff.

He squeaked and rolled his neck, looking at the other Pre-Qin cultivators around him who were looking at them with different expressions, especially the guard who was originally standing behind Ying Baoyue, looking at him with a look like murder.

"What the hell happened to you?" Ying Xun asked uncomfortably.

"Didn't the breath of the Vermilion Bird God descend just now," Ying Baoyue squinted and smiled, "Cousin, have you forgotten that I am only a seventh-level cultivator, and it is really difficult to withstand that coercion, so I have to borrow my cousin's true yuan to dodge one or two." ”

She could not withstand the coercion of the gods...... Li Ji, who was watching this scene from a distance, said in his heart, this was definitely the most nonsense he had ever heard.

Although he knew that something was wrong, Ying Xun still reluctantly believed it, but looking at the strange eyes of the teenagers around him, he took a deep breath, "But you can't leave ...... just now"

That posture just now is really easy to misunderstand, and of course he is not impossible......

However, at this moment, the girl in front of her smiled, "I'm sorry, the situation was urgent just now, but how far are you?" ”

She didn't really stick to Yingxun, and even if she did......

"Cousin, we are brother and sister," Ying Baoyue looked at Ying Xun and smiled, "It's okay if the relationship is better." ”

Sibling.

Ying Xun was stunned for a moment, and the other pre-Qin cultivators around him with strange expressions were also stunned when they heard this, and then suddenly seemed to have figured out something, and they all withdrew their gazes.

Good.

Ying Xun felt that he had just turned his heart upside down and had no gambling worries to the extreme.

He and Ying Baoyue are cousins, of course there is no problem with being closer, she is afraid that it is because of this reason that she can rest assured to ask him for help, the folk customs of Nanchu are free and simple, and he doesn't know how many times he has seen an elder brother wandering around with his sister on his back.

"But our previous relationship was really bad," Ying Baoyue looked at Ying Xun and smiled, "It's no wonder everyone is so surprised." ”

The other former Qin cultivators around him turned their heads when they heard this.

Ying Xun really didn't know what to do, but fortunately, at this moment, a bell rang in Zhong Rao's ears.

"It's time for the next one!"

"The Northern Wei Dynasty is going to play!"

All the attention was finally back on the altar once more.

The sacrificial dance of Nanchu ended, and ended in such a glorious form.

The cultivators of Nanchu stepped down from the altar amid the cheers of the people of their country, and under the grand sacrificial dance and unprecedented divine revelation just now, Nanchu's victory was almost certain. Then the only country that could challenge Nanchu was left in the eyes of other cultivators.

That is the Northern Wei Dynasty.

"Nan Chu is too strong this time...... No one can ......"

"If it is placed in the Northern Wei Dynasty in normal times, there is no chance of winning, but this time have you forgotten that there is a saint Maiden!"

"Yes, the Holy Maiden is good at ritual dances, maybe the Holy Maiden will also come to play music?"

"Even if the Northern Wei Dynasty wants to catch up, it can only make a surprise move, right? It's really exciting, what will the Northern Wei Dynasty dance? ”

All kinds of discussions were rampant, and during the time when the practitioners of the Northern Wei Dynasty were preparing to take the stage, everyone was hotly discussing and speculating about what kind of sacrificial dance the Northern Wei Dynasty would choose.

From time to time, someone looked at Xu Bingqing, who was smiling in the seat of the ladies under the high stage.

The Northern Wei Dynasty did not have a fixed repertoire like the Southern Chu, so it is difficult to predict what kind of sacrificial dance the Northern Wei Dynasty would choose for each session.

"But this year, there is a saintess, will you really choose nine songs? Won't you also choose the young master? ”

"Wait, if it's heavy, this Northern Wei Dynasty will already lose if it doesn't jump!"

"yes, yes, this track can't be heavy!"

In the midst of the people's discussions, the preparations for the Northern Wei cultivators to enter the field have been completed.

"The third round of the beginner ceremony!"

"The fifth, Northern Wei!"

Here it comes!

People looked forward with wide eyes, but when they saw the Northern Wei cultivators walking out of the dressing shed, everyone was stunned.

"What's that?"

"It's ...... in your hand Halberd? ”

"And spears?"

Unlike every country before him, every Northern Wei cultivator who ascended the altar had a weapon in his hand, and at this moment, the ceremonial officer loudly announced the name of the ritual dance that the Northern Wei cultivator had just informed.

"Northern Wei Festival Dance!"

"Ancient Saturday Dance Martial Arts Dance, Dawu!"

It's actually the martial dance of the six dances? The eyes of the onlookers under the altar widened in surprise, but at this moment, in the ranks of the former Qin cultivators in the forest, there was a young man who sat on the Lin with a stunned scream.

"How so?"

How so?

Ying Xun and Ying Baoyue's pupils shrank, and all the former Qin cultivators who knew about the sacrificial dance that Qianqin and the others were going to dance were like being in an ice cellar.

Just because.

Ancient Saturday Dance Martial Dance, Dawu.

This was originally what Qianqin was going to dance, a sacrificial dance.