As this human-dragon confrontation became more and more intense, Shen Liang suddenly had an illusion-

The order I gave before may be wrong.

The sky, as well as the ground, was stained with blood.

As there were fewer and fewer soldiers alive, it seemed that the scales were beginning to tip in that end—

An ice dragon that represents death.

……

Fine beads of sweat oozed from Ye Ziqing's forehead, her whole face was flushed, she held her sword, panting and looking at the woman in front of her with empty eyes, in her eyes, she seemed to feel something different.

She straightened up, gave up her attack on the dragon, and just looked at her calmly.

And the opponent's sword also stopped, coldly and naturally received it to the side.

"Hehe......" Ye Ziqing smiled bitterly, and finally figured out something.

She stepped forward and stretched out her right hand to Hui Muhua.

The other party was slightly stunned and took a step back, like a panicked animal.

However, Hui Muhua finally stopped, standing on top of the dragon's head, and on his left hand was a huge dragon horn more than a person high.

Ye Ziqing strengthened her inner conjecture even more, she stepped forward, gently took the other party's hand, and stroked her right hand to her face.

Hui Muhua lowered his head shyly, feeling the temperature coming from Ye Ziqing's hand.

"So, are you here to save me?" Ye Ziqing paused, his throat choked, his chest rose and fell, and he called out the other party's name-

"Ling."

In Hui Muhua's eyes, there was a ripple.

"I understand you." Ye Ziqing smiled bitterly, "You have always been so kind, if it weren't for ...... You won't be like this either. ”

The other gently rubbed his face against her palm.

Just like it was a hundred years ago.

Ye Ziqing's heart moved, and a smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth.

"So, even if you lose all your sanity and become a killing beast, you still remember me, right?"

Ye Ziqing smiled with relief, and his eyes turned red unconsciously.

She murmured softly, as if she were whispering to a lover.

The other party blinked, and a muffled sound came out of his mouth.

It's like a scared little animal.

Her heart was gloomy, she would have come forward to save the Sword Country, but she didn't expect that this dragon would fly out of the snowy mountains in order to save her.

"Ling, I know, you don't want to hurt anyone, do you?"

Hui Muhua lowered her head and let out a low gasp, and a muffled voice surged in her throat, which seemed to respond to her, but it didn't.

"Ling, if you can hear me and remember me, then listen to me again, just like we agreed more than a hundred years ago."

Ye Ziqing narrowed his eyes slightly, and a vague scene appeared in his brain-

In that snow-capped mountain more than a hundred years ago, before the dragon lost its mind, the little girl, following a giant dragon, made a final farewell.

"Let go of our identity, forget the past, and start over." Ye Ziqing smiled, "From now on, that is your home, and I have to find my own place." ”

A tear oozed from Hui Muhua's eyes and down her cheek.

Ye Ziqing stretched out her hand and gently wiped away her tears.

"Do you remember, when you made the choice-

Because you are kind, because you don't want to hurt others, you chose to hide in the Izumo Mountains. ”

Ye Ziqing looked into her eyes softly, "And on the contrary, I'm also afraid that you will be hurt." So, that snow-capped mountain, although cold, is the best place to be, right? ”

Hui Muhua shook his head, and his whole body trembled.

"So, go back, Ling." Ye Ziqing said softly, as if it was a soul knock, trying to wake up the other party, "Go back to the Ice Wing Snow Mountain, this place is not for you, Ling." ”

Hui Muhua took a step back, leaning on the dragon's horns, a painful look in his eyes.

At the same time, a loud sound of vibration came from Ye Ziqing's feet.

The huge ice dragon let out a long groan in the air, resounding through the sky.

Everyone was shocked.

Shen Liang covered his wound and raised his head with difficulty.

The huge dragon shadow, in the clouds, slowly turned its head, and its body circled, bypassing the sky above the cloud dragon pass.

The green glow faded and gradually converged into the dragon's eye.

At the same time, the corpse soldiers below fell down one after another after losing the support of their strength.

"What's going on?"

The soldiers of the Book Sword Kingdom raised their heads and looked at the behemoth in the sky, and their hearts were full of doubts.

The huge shadow that hung over their heads moved slowly, swimming away from the Cloud Dragon Pass, in the direction of the Icewing Mountains.

Together with the soldiers who were in the air trying their best to break through the dragon's defenses, they all stopped.

……

"Great, Ling." Ye Ziqing laughed happily, stepped forward and took Hui Muhua's hand, "I knew you could do it." ”

"No!"

Hui Muhua raised his hand and slapped the back of her hand.

There was a crackling sound.

"Don't, touch me, I'm afraid, I can't control it, I can't ......" An indistinct voice came from Hui Muhua's mouth, like a low roar coming from the throat of a terrible beast.

And on the other party's face, the brows were tightly furrowed, and in the process of fighting with himself, he became extremely terrifying.

Ye Ziqing didn't care about the back of her aching hand, just stood in place and looked at her in a daze.

Her chest rose violently and she said no more.

The icy snow-capped mountains in the distance, shining golden in the setting sun, were getting closer and closer to them.

And Hui Muhua's face is getting worse and worse.

Ye Ziqing clenched his fists tightly, and even his breathing became short.

She was like a sheep waiting by the side of a wolf in sheep's clothing, cautious and discreet...... I just hope it doesn't revert to the identity of a hungry wolf so quickly.

However, the next moment, Ye Ziqing suddenly realized that that time came faster than she imagined.

A low roar came out of Hui Muhua's throat.

The gentle look she had seen just now was rapidly receding from her eyes.

"No, no, Ling, you can, your body, only your soul, don't throw in the towel, don't ......"

Hui Muhua raised his head suddenly.

At this moment, Ye Ziqing's heart chuckled.

Those eyes were like a mad beast.

At this moment, her body shook, and there was a violent vibration from the soles of her feet.

The white clouds flew swiftly before her eyes, and the mountains in the distance were reversed, and the huge dragon's tail swayed through the clouds with an earth-shattering roar.

"Roar~~!!"

"No, don't, don't." Ye Ziqing murmured softly, his face like ashes.

It was at this moment that a sword light stabbed in.

"Dang" sound.

Ye Ziqing instinctively blocked.

Hui Muhua's silver broadsword deflected one point away, stabbing a line of blood in her ear.

Finished.

Ye Ziqing's heart chuckled.

……