After this sound was heard, the Balrog stopped attacking. Lin Guorui suddenly turned around and looked at the girl who suddenly appeared behind him, it was Lin Qiaoer.
Not only Lin Guorui, but everyone turned around after hearing this sound. Lin Qiaoer was holding a small beast that was half man and half horse, resembling a Balrog.
"Is this?" Even the ancestors of the Lin family were puzzled by this scene, as to why the little beast was in Lin Qiaoer's arms.
Under the gaze of everyone and the demon, Lin Qiaoer slowly spoke about what happened thirty years ago: "Thirty years ago, I was chased by an assassin, but the assassin did not choose to continue the pursuit at the last moment, but disappeared. not see……"
It turned out that at the end of the path shaded by green leaves, Lin Qiaoer, who was seriously injured, discovered a trembling little figure, which was a little beast that was half man and half horse.
The eyes that saw it were full of fear and helplessness. Lin Qiaoer's heart was deeply touched, and she could not bear this kind of cruelty to life.
Lin Qiaoer approached the little beast cautiously. Due to the influence of the poison, Lin Qiaoer's meridians had been damaged. Her hands were trembling and her heart was full of contradictions.
By chance, she entered the place where Lin Guorui and Lin Shu were refining unique elixirs, and soon discovered that it was the same little beast in the stone room.
Lin Qiaoer did not want the little beast to continue to be tortured, so he did not return the little beast to Lin Guorui after the assassination. Lin Qiaoer also knew that if her father Lin Guorui found out, she would face severe punishment. However, she couldn't just watch the little beast suffer.
At the moment of decision, Lin Qiaoer hugged the little beast tightly and quickly walked through the woods. Her heart beat like a drum, and every beat seemed to announce her decision. She knew she was doing something that could change the course of her life.
In Lin Qiaoer's room, she put the little beast on the bed. She gently stroked the little beast's hair, her eyes full of tenderness and love. The little beast gradually calmed down in her arms, and the hope of life flashed in his crystal eyes.
Lin Qiaoer's heart was filled with joy. She watched the little beast slowly regain its strength and felt a sense of satisfaction that she had never experienced before. She knew that all she did was to save that innocent life, even if it meant she would face greater danger.
Although Lin Qiaoer was seriously injured, he used his last strength and spiritual power to help the little beast out of danger, but his own injuries made it worse.
Later, under the cover of night, Lin Qiaoer tried to put the little beast back into the woods. She watched the little beast disappear in the woods, her heart filled with blessings and expectations. She knew that everything she did was to protect that little life, even if it might cause her more trouble.
Lin Qiaoer's decision made her life more complicated, but she never regretted it. Because she knows that only by truly loving life can we truly respect and understand life. And she, Lin Qiaoer, has made her own choice, and she will go on firmly.
But after a while, this little beast will follow a different trajectory and enter the city lord's mansion to find Lin Qiaoer. In order to protect the little beast, Lin Qiaoer said that he needed a quiet place, and then Lin Guorui built a mansion for Lin Qiaoer.
So in the next thirty years, Xiaoshou stayed with Lin Qiaoer.
Moreover, the little beast who had regained his strength had a unique method of concealing his aura, which Lin Guorui had never been able to discover.
In the past thirty years, Lin Shu had been in seclusion and made a breakthrough, successfully resolving the crisis of being obsessed with his cultivation. Naturally, he no longer had to capture the little beasts used to refine special elixirs.
Lin Shu didn't need it, and Lin Guorui didn't look for it.
But who would have thought that today, thirty years later, the Balrog would come back to kill us!
"Stop it. The real mastermind behind the scenes should be the group of assassins in black. The fighting between us will only achieve the goals of those people." While Lin Qiaoer persuaded, the little beast in her arms looked at her after being put on the ground. When facing the Balrog.
After being stunned for a moment, he stupidly walked through the crowd and ran towards the Balrog.
Now after listening to Lin Qiaoer say all this, at the foot of Lingyi Mountain, the giant beast Yanmo stood there. His eyes swept across the land ravaged by war, and finally slowly landed on the little beast. Yanmo knew that this little beast It's his child.
The moment he saw his child safe and sound, his heart instantly softened, like cold snow meeting warm sunshine.
When Little Beast stood next to Balrog, everyone looked at Little Beast. He was very similar to Balrog, or a smaller version of Balrog. His eyes were full of innocence and fear.
Enma looked at him, his heart filled with the warmth of father's love. At that moment, all the killing and violence disappeared.
Then, Enma slowly lowered his head and looked at his child, his eyes shining with love and care. He stretched out his huge paw and gently stroked the child's head, as if silently conveying his promise, which was a determination not to kill anymore, but to protect.
Under the setting sun, the ancient city seemed to be whispering. It was a quiet and peaceful melody, played exclusively for this special pair of father and son. The battlefield that was originally full of destruction was washed away by this deep love.
In the sunset of Lingyi Ancient City, the giant beast Balrog took his child and left slowly and solemnly. Their figures stretched very long under the sunset, as if they were telling their past stories and foreshadowing their future lives.
Balrog's back reflected the afterglow of the setting sun. The little beast sat quietly on his back, its little paws tightly grasping Balrog's hair, as if it was the most reliable part of his life and practice.
The flames burned through Lingyi City again, but this time Lin Shu did not stop it and no one resisted.
Wherever the flames passed, injured monks recovered and burned houses returned to their original glory.
Balrog took heavy steps, each step deeply imprinted on the land of the ancient city, as if he was repenting for his past mistakes. His eyes were firm and deep, as if to say: "I am willing to give everything just to protect the people I love."
The setting sun in Lingyi Ancient City shone on them, as if the father and son were covered with a golden coat. Their figures gradually disappeared behind the distant hills, leaving only the deep father's love and commitment.
At this moment, in the ancient city of Lingyi, only the warmth of the setting sun and the deep emotions between a father and son remain. The rage of the Balrog had disappeared, replaced by deep fatherly love and a determination to protect.
Under the setting sun, the ancient city seemed to be whispering. It was a quiet and peaceful melody, played exclusively for this special pair of father and son. The battlefield that was originally full of destruction was washed by this deep love and became quiet and peaceful.
The figures of the Enma and the child under the setting sun are getting smaller and smaller, but their love is as strong and warm as the afterglow of the setting sun. Wherever they walked, they left deep imprints of peace and love.
Finally, at the last moment before they disappeared behind the hill, the Balrog sent a message to Jiang Jian: "If you have trouble in the future, you can use that dagger to come to the Underworld to find me."
Jiang Jian froze on the spot. Looking from a distance, he saw the afterglow of the setting sun still shining on the ancient city. Jiang Jian suddenly felt that Lingyi Ancient City seemed to be breathing. It was feeling this deep father's love and commitment, and it was silently blessing them in its heart.
From then on, there were no more wars and killings between the Lin Clan and Yan Mo in Lingyi City. When the flames burned through Lingyi, everyone seemed to feel only the deep father's love and commitment, just like the afterglow of the setting sun, forever. Shine on this land.
The ancestors of the Lin family knew that the origin of the Balrog was by no means simple, and they did not dare to pursue him again.
When everything returned to calm, the last traces of the war in Ling Yi were cleaned up.
The Lantern Festival begins:
As night falls, Lingyi Ancient City puts on new clothes to welcome the annual Lantern Festival.
This ancient city looks even more mysterious and beautiful at night, with bright lights and crowds of people. The moonlight shines on every corner of the ancient city, the lanterns on both sides of the street are swaying, and the red light fills the streets, creating a fairyland-like beauty.
In the center of the ancient city, there is a sea of lanterns, with all kinds of lanterns hanging high and in different shapes, making it dizzying. Some lanterns are in the shape of lotus flowers, with delicate petals that sparkle with golden light; some lanterns are in the shape of dragons, with shining scales, lifelike; and some lanterns are in the shape of flying cranes, with wings fluttering about to fly, giving people a sense of wonder. Infinite reverie. The entire square is illuminated by colorful lanterns, like a paradise in a fairyland, dazzling.
People dressed in Lingyi's unique ancient costumes shuttled among the lanterns, with happy smiles on their faces. Children held lotus lanterns and played in the streets and alleys, laughing one after another; adults admired the lanterns and rushed to take photos to record this beautiful moment. At this time, music, laughter, and cheers were intertwined to form the harmonious movement of Lingyi Ancient City Lantern Festival.
On this special night, the air in Lingyi City was filled with the fragrance of flowers and the warmth of lights. The stars in the sky twinkle and complement the lanterns on the ground, forming a beautiful picture. When you are there, you feel like you are in a world full of fantasy and romance, which makes people intoxicated and lingering.
The atmosphere of the entire lantern festival is warm and joyful. On this night, people put aside their worldly worries and immerse themselves in joy and carnival. Lingyi Ancient City glows with vitality under the decoration of lanterns, showing the unique charm and style of the fairy world.
Next to Long Yu were Waning Yue and Baili Xingyu...
Ling Yi's formation is in motion, and Ling Yi forms a world of its own.
Baili Xingyu took off his mask, and Waning Yue walked out of the yin-yang box.
The three of them walked slowly beside the Lingyi River decorated with lanterns.
Long Yu recalled all the recent events: falling off a cliff in confinement and regaining a new life, entering the emperor's tomb from a monster mountain thousands of miles away, coming out of the underground pavilion in a bloody battle with ten thousand monsters, realizing the difference between life and death in reincarnation...
Now that he knows the whole story of the dispute between the Lin family and Yan Mo, Long Yu feels very calm. Looking at the reflections of the waning moon and Baili Xingyu in the Lingyi River, Long Yu suddenly felt: Baili Xingyu is not that troublesome, and the waning moon is not that confusing to him.
And at a certain moment that night, Long Yu suddenly felt that the people around him were beautiful...
