Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1221 Search
The girl's body was warm and soft.

In the midst of the raging fire, Ying Baoyue stretched out her hand in a daze, and stroked her cheek.

It seems that the temperature of that beautiful girl like a spring flower still remains on it.

Why would she forget?
Why did she forget such an important thing?
The girl's bloody smile danced in front of her eyes, Ying Baoyue desperately opened her eyes wide, the corners of her eyes were burning, she tried desperately to look, but at this moment, the scenery in front of her eyes began to blur in despair stand up.

The girl in the memory smiled quietly, and the cold hand slipped from her cheek.

"Chunlan!"

The icy breath of high-ranking practitioners came from a distance, and the first group of black armored guards who arrived were close to slaughtering each other. The blood under Li Chunlan's body became more and more bloody, until both of them were drowned.

Ying Baoyue watched herself sitting motionless in a pool of blood.

The girl in her arms pushed her with her last strength, she no longer had the strength to speak, and looked at her with big eyes.

urging her.

Ying Baoyue grabbed the long sword in the pool of blood, inserted Li Chunlan into her belly, and stuffed the hilt into the long sword in her hand.

Seeing her holding the sword, the girl who had only breathed her last breath showed a satisfied smile.

Her breath is already extremely weak, and she is about to move towards the key point of her life.

However, at this moment, Li Chunlan's slack eyes suddenly gathered together, and she unexpectedly looked behind Ying Baoyue, as if she saw something.

Ying Baoyue was slightly taken aback.

Who?
All the black-armored soldiers around could no longer get up, but she suddenly found that someone was quietly watching this scene.

Someone is watching them.

Ying Baoyue saw a small figure hiding behind a tree in Li Chunlan's pupils.

Who is this?
She turned around to see clearly, but at this moment, the waves of memory were touched, and the edge of the scene in front of her was completely blurred.

"just in front!"

"Look, there are still living people!"

The screams of practitioners came from the front, and the surrounding scenery began to gradually fade. In the last scene, Ying Baoyue watched herself holding Li Chunlan's body and turned around, but before she could see the person behind the tree clearly .

All vision is gone.

There is no cloud and smoke.

At the end of the song, no one is seen, and the number of peaks on the river is green.

A light red mist of blood brushed past her eyes.

Under the bloody sunset, Ying Baoyue could only hear the last words left by the girl in a trance.

"Sister, let's go."

Hurry up.

Don't let me, let us, worry anymore.

……

……

No, don't do this.

In the burning fire, Ying Baoyue stretched out her hand straight, and ran forward stumblingly until she hit the railing and fell to the ground, but she could no longer see anything, and could never regain the warmth of her old friend.

She got up anxiously and wanted to run forward, but at this moment a scream came from her ear.

"Look! That fire! That fire!"

This was a voice that did not belong to her long river of memory, completely interrupting her thoughts, Ying Baoyue opened her eyes in her memory, and saw the strange eyes of the people around her.

Xu Bingqing's manic laughter continued, but suddenly became much smaller.

She lay on the ground, staring at the scene in front of her in astonishment.

"Jiashu! Look!"

Ji Jiashu's hand holding Li Ji's arm was grabbed by Chen Zichu on the other side. The teenagers under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree suddenly opened their eyes wide, watching the incredible scene before them.

On the stone platform, Ying Baoyue, who fell to the ground, retracted her outstretched hands and covered her chest.

She held her heart like this, and slowly stood up from the flames.

For the first time, Li Ji's black eyes in the mask surged with strange emotions, and he stared blankly at the miraculous scene in front of him.

In the raging red lotus fire, the girl stood up from it, and those bright red flames seemed to be alive, seeping into her skin bit by bit, entering her body, until they were completely absorbed.

Everyone on and off the stage looked at this scene in astonishment, and couldn't believe their eyes.

"That's impossible!" Chen Zichu under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree said in astonishment, "How could the water magician absorb the fire magician's sword fire!?"

Water and fire restrain each other. For water mages, the fire mage's sword and fire are extremely poisonous, and it is impossible to fuse with the fire mage's true essence. In the history of the practice world for thousands of years, such a situation has never happened before. thing.

However, such a thing happened in front of everyone's eyes.

Unbelievable, but speechless.

Because of this scene, under the burning sunset, it was so beautiful that it took people's breath away. The girl standing on the stone platform seemed to be integrated into the sunset.

People can not look away.

This is not a burn.

This is not a killing.

Watching this scene, Li Ji murmured in his heart.

It's a rebirth from the ashes.

Only belongs to her, rebirth.

The temperature of Ying Baoyue's burning body began to drop, and the red light on the entire stone platform disappeared in an instant. The previous burning seemed to have never existed, and all the brilliance seemed to gather in the girl's body.

The next moment, she opened her eyes.

The light at that moment was brighter than the setting sun.

Without the slightest weakness, and without the slightest damage, the aura on her body even became fuller in an instant.

how is this possible……

Xu Bingqing, who was lying on the ground, held the Qingyan sword in his hand, stared at this scene stiffly, and felt that the blood all over his body was frozen.

She couldn't understand, couldn't believe, couldn't accept it.

Why can't her fire burn this woman to death!

why?
No, this is not true. Maybe this former Qin woman used some kind of sorcery just now. She must have been seriously injured. If she does it again, she will definitely die without a place to bury her!

Xu Bingqing gritted her teeth, panted to support her body, raised the sword in her hand, with resentment in her eyes, and was about to read the next sword formula, but the next moment, her hand froze in mid-air.

The surroundings were very quiet, and there was no flow of true energy, but Xu Bingqing suddenly found that she couldn't move.

Ji Jiashu and others in the audience opened their eyes wide, watching Ying Baoyue walking towards Xu Bingqing.

Just after the last flame disappeared from her body, Ying Baoyue bent down to pick up the fallen Sunset Sword from the ground, and walked towards Xu Bingqing.

Her movements were so calm and natural that no one in the audience could react.

However, before everyone could react, Ying Baoyue had already walked up to Xu Bingqing with a sword in hand.

Xu Bingqing, who originally wanted to attack in advance, sat on the ground motionless, just staring blankly at Ying Baoyue.

"Saint...what's the matter?"

A Beihan Pavilion disciple opened his mouth in astonishment, but at this moment everyone heard a creaking sound.

The voice came from the stage.

He Lancheng's eyes widened in astonishment.

This is the sound of Xu Bingqing's teeth chattering.

The Saintess of the Northern Wei Dynasty is actually afraid?
In the end what happened?
Xu Bingqing stared stiffly at Ying Baoyue who was walking towards her with a sword.

Her expression was as calm as ever, and there was no anger in her eyes, but it was the first time she looked at her after she opened her eyes from the flames.

Xu Bingqing didn't know how to describe this feeling, but at that moment, the way Ying Baoyue looked at her made her feel cold all over.

This was the first time in her life that a wave of fear appeared from the bottom of her heart.

"You...what do you want to do?" Xu Bingqing looked at Ying Baoyue who walked up to her, and asked fiercely.

However, Ying Baoyue just stared at her.

"Not enough. Any more?"

What is not enough?
For some reason, Xu Bingqing was horrified by the girl staring at her.

"Divine soul."

Ying Baoyue knelt down in front of Xu Bingqing, smiled slightly, and reached out to her.

"Any more?"

　Miss Xu, hold on.By the way, a reader in the group asked, let me formally say that the ending of this article is a happy ending. I thought everyone knew it before (laughs), so feel free to follow it.

　　"At the end of the song, no one is seen, and there are many peaks on the river." -- Tang Qianqi "Provincial Examination Xiangling Drum Se"

　　
　
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