Big Moon Ballad

There were many people between them before.

Ying Baoyue kept using her hands to separate the crowd in front of her and ran forward stumblingly.

The crowded soldiers didn't react at all and were startled when they saw her squeezing over. When they wanted to dodge, Ying Baoyue had already squeezed through.

She seemed to have completely forgotten her cultivator's abilities and the true energy in her body, and just ran forward with one leg.

In the process of running, she passed by countless scenery, countless memories, countless people and things.

She couldn't remember exactly what she saw, and she couldn't distinguish it. She ran straight forward, swimming upstream in the crowd, running faster and faster, and running faster and faster.

Ying Xun on the carriage saw this scene from a distance and stood up in surprise.

Looking at the figure running forward desperately in the crowd, his eyes gradually changed from shock to complexity.

He turned around and found that Li Ji also jumped off his horse and ran in the direction of Ying Baoyue.

Li Ji didn't use his true energy either, his steps were hurried and panicked, and his dark eyes were full of worry.

Two practitioners with almost the highest realm in the world are like a pair of ordinary men and women, running towards each other on a chaotic battlefield.

"How silly."

Ying Xun stood on the carriage and spoke in a low voice.

"Your Majesty, what did you say?" Huo Zhan turned around.

Ying Xun lowered his head, his hair covering the young man's expression, "It's nothing."

He closed his eyes and sat on the stone steps of his father's palace when he was a child, watching the tall figure running towards the female general who had just returned in triumph passing by his eyes.

"I hope she can recognize her own heart this time while she is still alive."

That person's wish is for her to be happy.

Even if he is unwilling to do so, this will still be his wish.

"What a fool."

Ying Xun repeated in a low voice.

This time Huo Zhan heard clearly, "Your Majesty, who are you talking about?"

Ying Xun shook his head and said nothing. He didn't know whether he was talking about himself, Ying Baoyue and Li Ji, or the figure that disappeared in the forest of the dead.

He raised his head, looked at Ji Jiashu who was also watching Ying Baoyue's back in the distance, and sighed slightly.

There are too many fools in this world.

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Ying Baoyue couldn't hear Ying Xun's voice. It would be better to say that she couldn't hear anything now.

She just kept her head down and ran forward, one step forward, and another.

Closer, closer.

She didn't know how many people she had squeezed away or how long she had been running. She only knew that when she looked up suddenly, a familiar breath hit her face.

Ying Baoyue couldn't help but stop and raised her head while panting.

She was still in the battlefield, surrounded by people and horses, and the smell of mud, blood, and sweat was everywhere.

In it, she smelled the fragrance of forest trees, a familiar smell like the forest after the rain.

For a moment she seemed to be back in the cloud forest.

Ying Baoyue raised her head, and Li Ji was standing not far away, only one step away from her.

The white clothes on Li Ji's body made his eyes darker and darker, and he looked straight at her without saying a word.

He seemed to have just stopped from running fiercely, panting slightly, and just looked at her.

Not a dream, not a hallucination, not a memory of the past.

They just stood in front of each other alive.

Ying Xun glanced over there while mobilizing troops and horses to gather the army.

He could see clearly from the side that the two people were running toward each other through thousands of troops. Just when they were about to collide, they stopped at a loss.

"What two fools."

"Your Majesty?" Huo Zhan looked over with a broken face, "What have you been talking about since just now? What should I do with the Imperial Preceptor? Don't you need to call him?"

Li Ji has never agreed to be the current Qin's national advisor, but he has been playing the role of the backbone during the march these days. Huo Zhan and other generals have almost acquiesced that he is Qin's national advisor. "If you call him now, he won't hear you," Ying Xun stared at Chun Yuye, who was looking far away with an attitude of watching a show. The other party seemed to have no intention of resisting anymore and did not continue to use military signs to order the imperial army.

It seems that the Xirong people are planning to give up.

After all, the moment Li Ji and Ying Baoyue appeared on the battlefield at the same time, the balance of the high-level practitioners' combat power had already tilted towards them.

Ying Xun didn't expect that Ying Baoyue would appear here, let alone that she had already broken through to the heaven level.

When the other unresponsive soldiers around saw the two heavenly masters converging on the battlefield, their eyes showed fear and they began to retreat. With the two people as the center, an open space appeared in the center of the battlefield. Other practitioners did not dare to approach, leaving only the two of them standing face to face in the center of the battlefield.

It's a strange picture, but it makes perfect sense.

Once these two people join forces, I am afraid that Ji Mo will not be their opponent here, let alone other practitioners.

The surrounding Great Qin Imperial Army also realized this, and their morale began to weaken in fear.

Along the way, Chun Yuye originally controlled the rebels by killing those who disobeyed military orders without mercy, but it was obvious that he was no longer the strongest practitioner on the battlefield at this time. A Xirong man holding a military symbol ordered the imperial army of the former Qin Dynasty to have no prestige. Without the deterrence of force, it would collapse at the first touch.

Ying Xun watched this scene from a distance and couldn't help but sigh.

If it weren't for Ying Hanri's poor command of the army, such a ridiculous situation would not have occurred.

At this time, this group of forbidden troops just needed a reason to violate the military symbols.

His existence is the reason.

Ying Xun glanced at Huo Zhan, and Huo Zhan immediately understood and shouted loudly.

"Listen! Your Majesty has just ascended the throne and has granted amnesty to the world. Those who return to His Majesty now will forget the past!"

The former Qin army that attacked the city wall began to collapse and moved closer to the direction where Ying Xun and others were.

Ying Xun began to clean up the mess.

"Your Majesty, over there with the National Preceptor..."

"Don't disturb them," Ying Xun glanced at the two people who were only half a step away from each other in the center of the battlefield, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.

"Give them some time."

Those two people have sacrificed too much for this continent, and they really need some time just for each other.

Ying Xun originally thought that the two pieces of wood would stand face to face without saying anything, but what he saw out of the corner of his eye made him widen his eyes.

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Ying Baoyue originally thought they would stand like this forever.

As they had done so many times in the past, they were able to empathize with each other's feelings, and many words didn't need to be said.

The words that cannot be said are the words that can never be said.

She promised him in the dream that she would run to see him, but when she actually ran in front of him, an unimaginable sense of remoteness and cowardice enveloped her.

This is not a fantasy, not the past, but reality.

She couldn't release her emotions unscrupulously, and she didn't know how to face Li Ji.

The misunderstanding between them has not been completely resolved. She has not told him anything yet, let alone explained it clearly to him.

How did Li Ji view her in this situation?

Old friend? elder sister? Enemy? friend? still……

Ying Baoyue never thought that she would be so uneasy. She took another small step forward. The distance between the two was only half a step away. She and the black eyes under the bronze mask were already very close. Ying Baoyue Yue could reach him with her hand.

Looking into those dark eyes, she had a lot to say, but all the words disappeared when she reached her mouth, as if they were stuck in her throat.

The battlefield suddenly became quiet, and silence passed between the two of them.

Ying Baoyue became embarrassed and opened her mouth, "Aji..."

There was no chance for her words to come out.

Because a pair of hands grasped her shoulders and pulled her into his arms.

He hugged her tightly, so hard that Ying Baoyue felt pain all over his body, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and blood.

Ahhhhhh, a belated New Year’s gift.

Ah Ji... took the initiative!