The faint singing voice was ethereal and ethereal, echoing in Yuling's soul sea.

It was a young girl dancing on the shore of the lake, singing the oldest and most beautiful songs of the Blue Ridge tribe.

"The mountains are edgeless, the rivers are exhausted, the thunder in winter is shaking, and the rain and snow in summer are shaking. For the king to sing a song, but the end of the world is far away, and the world is chaotic. Looking at the slanting sun, I can't see it, and the light of the knife is as dark as blood. A song of the end of the world, the sea and the moon ......"

"Zeng Mu should laugh at me affectionately, the jade hall is sad and cold, and the red leaves cast the streamer. The lone star fights the sword, and there is no way forward. A song of the end of the world, the wild geese fly south, and the bright moon is like frost. A song for you, but at the end of the world, my heart is at the end of the world......"

The song is like a dream, like a clear stream slowly sliding through the heart, and like the clear light of the bright moon sprinkled all over the heart, with a touch of melancholy, and with a beautiful hope.

On the shore of Crescent Lake, the boy and the girl kissed and fell in love, and then went their separate ways.

He was out on a crusade, while she guarded the Blue Ridge tribe, waiting for the day he returned.

At the age of twenty-five, the boy had become a young man, and he was quite famous in the army, and he secretly came back to look at her, and wanted to leave silently, but she put on the phoenix crown and came to him beautifully.

No matter whether the future is happy or regretful, she wants to be with him, even if it is only for one day or a year, she is willing.

The day of her wedding was the happiest and happiest moment in her life.

But the good times are always in a hurry.

The war on the front line was urgent, and the young man only accompanied her for half a month, and then had to travel away again.

He said that he would definitely come back, and that when this war was over and the world was peaceful, they would be together forever and ever.

She believed in him, and waited year after year.

She also wanted to go to the front line to fight side by side with him, but there was always an endless stream of people smuggling to Lanling Mountain, and she didn't like to kill, but in order to protect this land, she had to harden her heart and kill the criminals.

Ten years, twenty years.

She is like a Blue Ridge flower blooming in a deep valley, blooming lonely season after season.

She is not afraid to wait, because she is the incarnate spirit of Crescent Lake, and her face is like that of a girl, and she will never grow old.

News kept coming from afar, the man she loved established the country of Blue Ridge, ascended the throne, completely broke away from the control of Jiuxiang Kingdom, and became the founding emperor. And the palace was built quickly, and it was on the top of this crescent mountain, closely surrounding her crescent lake.

The man wrote to her, saying that the war was about to end, and when he returned, she would be the queen of the Blue Ridge Kingdom, and there would be no other concubines.

She waited on the shore of the Crescent Lake, expectantly awaiting his return, but in the end she waited for the sad news that he was seriously injured and dying.

On that day, it rained rainingly, and she sat on the shore of the lake in a state of sorrow, tears mixed with rain flowing down into the lake, as pale as a lotus flower about to wither.

Now that you have him in your life, when you lose it again, everything will become boring.

She would rather trade her life for his. And one of the three major spells that has been passed down from generation to generation by the Blue Ridge clan is the life-changing spell.

It's a pity that it's too late to see him for the last time......

She lifted the hem of her skirt and plunged gently into the crescent lake, returning to her original roots.

It's like returning to my mother's arms.

Perhaps it was doomed from the beginning, the mutilated crescent moon will never get a happy ending.

In order to save him, she was willing to erase her existence, and from then on she returned to the cold and empty silence.

She's dead, but Crescent Lake is still there and will always be here.

After a long time, the man returned, and he knelt on the shore of the crescent moon lake and wept bitterly, and he jumped into the lake, but the water pushed him away.

Perhaps, she was still by his side and never left.

Just like on that full moon night, there will be her remaining spiritual thoughts singing softly, dancing in the sparkle of the lake.

Because she is a broken crescent moon, she likes the full moon.

This is the end of the story.

"A song for you, but at the end of the world, my heart, at the end of the world......"

The song drifted slowly, and the aftermath lingered, scattered into the moonlit lake, and disappeared.

Yu Ling came back to her senses suddenly, and at some point, salty and astringent tears had already stained her clothes.

The ethereal singing voice seems to still linger in his soul, telling the poignant legend that has been sealed by history.

He overlooked the Crescent Moon Lake in a daze, watching the sparkling figure stretch out the beautiful and moving dance, as if through this end of time, he saw the girl with blue eyes and as moving as the bright moon.

When she laughed, her crooked eyes were like crescent moons hanging from the sky.

She's dead, but Crescent Lake is still there.

I don't know if it's Yuling's hallucination, he seems to see a man standing by the lake stupidly, just like the Emperor Taizu of Lanling back then.

"Hey, hey, what's wrong with you? Are you alright?" a voice cried out insistently in Yu Ling's ear.

So all the atmosphere was destroyed, and Yuling glanced back at Li Qingpeng speechlessly, and didn't want to talk to him anymore. When he looked back at the lake, it was empty, as if he had just been dazzled.

Li Hongshui was also surprised and said inexplicably: "Why are you crying when you are so good?"

In his impression, Yu Ling fought wits and courage with Gu Yong in the dark abyss, and also circled between the five clans in the snow world, and he had always been decisive in killing, and he had never seen him have a vulnerable side, but why was he unusually today.

Yuling shook his head and said, "I just heard the singing at the bottom of the lake, and I cried for some reason. ”

"Oh, did you really hear it, learn it to me!" Li Qingpeng said in surprise.

"I can't sing that feeling, but I know the real legend of Crescent Lake. ”

"Yes, I like to listen to stories the most, let's talk about it!" Li Qingpeng said curiously.

Yuling slowly finished telling this not long story, Li Qingpeng was already crying with snot and tears, and sure enough, the young man's feelings were simple, and he was easily moved.

Although Li Hongshui is not so exaggerated, there is also a faint melancholy on his face, obviously thinking of being trapped in the abyss for more than ten years, and how similar the sad state of mind is.

Li Qingpeng was still choking and choking: "If there is a girl who is willing to do this to me, I will never leave her and wait for so many years, I will definitely be with her at all costs!"

"Things may not go as planned. Li Hongshui sighed softly.

Li Qingpeng kicked him angrily: "It's you bastard! Leaving my mother to suffer for more than ten years, like the ruthless and unrighteous Emperor Taizu, he has no conscience!"

Li Hongshui rarely didn't quarrel with him, just quietly silent.

After a long time, he said softly, "It's me who is sorry for you." Over the years, you and Li'er have worked hard. ”

Li Qingpeng turned his back sharply and didn't say a word, but Yuling clearly saw that the tears on his face couldn't be wiped clean.

Some things have always been cut and sorted out in a mess.

The night passed suddenly, as if it was a long, long time, and it seemed like it was just a moment.

When the morning light gradually brightened, the bright moon also deviated to the distant horizon, and gradually disappeared, so that the sparkling and dancing figures on the lake also dissipated, and no trace was found.

Yu Ling landed the aircraft and sat on the shore of the Crescent Lake in a daze.

The palace maids and guards had already left, and they had gone their own way, and the huge Crescent Moon Lake was empty, as if only the three of them were left.

Perhaps there is no such thing as an absolute perfection, as the arc of the waning moon is more moving than the full moon.

Yu Ling looked at the calm and clear water of the lake, and said softly in her heart: Thank you for the gift.

In that dreamlike singing, his soul power unconsciously advanced to the middle stage of soul transformation, and even his state of mind seemed to be cleansed by the water of the Crescent Lake, so clear that it was not stained with dust, and it reflected his heart directly.

A hazy crescent moon hung above his soul sea, swaying with a soft light, like the shadow of the moon in the water, illusory and beautiful.

It was a gift from Crescent Lake, and it was also her blessing.