Chapter 1286 Welcoming the old master as a soldier
Chapter 1286: Welcoming the old master as a soldier
"The end is here!"
"The end is here!"
"..."
The unison voices of countless people overlapped and sounded like muffled thunder.
One after another injured Zhenbei soldiers either ran away or stumbled, all standing tall behind Chu Yue with the proud posture of soldiers.
There were still tears on both sides of Chu Yue's cheeks. She looked at the Marquis of Zhenbei who was approaching her with her head held high and her smile was as bright as a flower, showing a little innocence.
Until all the Zhenbei Army gathered behind Chu Yue, Chu Yue lowered her head and bent over, with her hands arched.
When fists and palms touch each other, the wind kills you!
Chu Yue's voice was sonorous and she said loudly: "General Ye Chuyue, together with the Zhenbei Army, has met the Zhenbei Marquis!"
On the battlefield, she welcomed the old master of Zhenbei as a soldier.
"The last general has met the Marquis of Zhenbei!"
Countless soldiers of the Zhenbei Army shouted in a low voice with all their strength.
At this moment, Xiao Li waved his hand and led the army to protect the country. The white-haired old general led the city defense army, as well as a huge crowd of Dongli warriors and ordinary people appeared behind Chu Yue.
They all nodded, bowed and clasped their fists: "
I’ve met the Marquis of Zhenbei!”
The Marquis of Zhenbei is the Marquis in the hearts of all the soldiers of the three armies. He is the myth of being undefeated at the gate of the Shenwu Battlefield.
"In this battle in the void, Shenwu is in danger. Thank you for your hard work, all warriors."
Mu Qinghuang stopped in front of Chu Yue, with the red divine sword thrust into the ground, and stretched out her hands to help Chu Yue, who was bending down.
The officers and soldiers of the three armies behind Chu Yue all straightened their backs and looked at the Marquis of Zhenbei with feverish eyes, looking at this woman who lived in the legends of the vassal kingdoms.
Mu Qinghuang lowered her head and stared at Chu Yue with gentle eyes. She pursed her lips and remained silent. She gently raised her hand to wipe away the tears from Chu Yue's eyes.
"Mother, Xiao Chu, thank you for your hard work."
She stretched out her hands and took Chu Yue into her arms.
For Chu Yue, a truly warm embrace was an expectation that had lasted two lifetimes, and an obsession that was like an inner demon.
She hung her hands lightly on both sides of the red dress, not daring to lift them or hug them.
She was afraid of the ethereal nothingness again.
I was afraid that my hands would pass through my mother's body, and my fingertips would only feel the warmth of wind.
"sorry."
My mother's gentle voice sounded in my ears.
"It's because mother came late. She failed to grow up with you, failed to be your support, and failed to protect you."
Mu Qinghuang gently hugged the bloody girl, moving cautiously, fearing to touch the girl's wounds.
At this moment, perhaps the wind was too strong, covering Chu Yue's eyes.
The tears gathered together and flowed out like broken pearls.
She finally mustered up the courage to raise her hands, wrap them around her mother's body, and smell the fragrance of cold bamboo that belonged to her mother.
That year on the platform, the wind was too cold, so her mother abandoned her and made her wander for several years, fighting hunger and sweat for food.
Now, in front of Dongli City, blood mist fills the air. Her mother crosses the mountains and seas, and overcomes all the difficulties and ups and downs in the world to rush to her and walk towards her.
Chu Yue hugged Mu Qinghuang tightly, her eyelashes wet with tears, and she bit her lower lip tightly.
Mu Qinghuang's clear-textured hands, covered with thin calluses, gently caressed the girl's back: "If you want to cry, just cry. No one will laugh at you as long as your mother is here."
Chu Yue's chin rested on Mu Qinghuang's shoulder, tears flowed out continuously, and her shoulders trembled slightly.
Xiao Li turned his head and looked at the girl in red with distress.
She has followed Sister Xiaoyue for so many years, and no matter how difficult it is, she has never seen Sister Xiaoyue shed such heartbreaking tears.
Even though her mother in her previous life knelt on the ground and told her to go away, and was scolded as an evil spirit, Sister Xiaoyue never shed a tear. She just spent the night blowing the cold wind on the rooftop.
a long time.
Chu Yue cried until the end and said with great sadness: "The lock of longevity is gone and blown away by the wind."