The faint singing voice is ethereal and ethereal, echoing in Yu Ling's soul.

It was a girl dancing by the lake, singing the most ancient and beautiful ballad of the Blue Ridge tribe.

"The mountains have no edges, the rivers are exhausted, the thunder in winter shakes the rain and snow in summer. A song for you, but the world is far away, and the world is so confusing. I can't see the setting sun when I see it, the light of the knife is about to split, as dark as blood. A song to the end of the world, the bright moon across the sea...

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"I used to be so affectionate and should laugh at me. The moon in the jade hall is sad and cold, and the red leaves cast the flowing light. The lone star holds the sword, and there will be no end of the world. A song to the end of the world, the wild geese flying south, the bright moon is like frost. I sing a song for you, but at the end of the world, my heart

At the end of the world..."

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

By the Crescent Lake, the boy and the girl fell in love with each other with a kiss, and then they went their separate ways.

He was out on an expedition, while she was guarding the Blue Ridge tribe, waiting for the day he came back.

When he was twenty-five years old, the boy had become a young man and was quite famous in the army. He came back secretly to take a look at her, and wanted to leave silently, but she put on the phoenix crown and Xia Pei and looked so pretty.

The land of birth came to him.

No matter whether the future is happy or full of regrets, she will be with him, even if it is only for a day or a year, she is willing.

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

But the good times are always fleeting and cannot be saved.

The war on the frontline became urgent, and the young man only stayed with her for half a month before he had to leave again.

He said that he would definitely come back, and when this war ends and the world is at peace, they can be together forever.

She believed him and waited year after year.

She also wanted to fight alongside him on the front line, but there was always an endless stream of people sneaking into the Blue Ridge Mountains. She didn't like killing, but in order to protect this land, she had to harden her heart and kill the offenders.

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Ten years, twenty years.

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

She is not afraid of waiting, because she is the spirit of the Crescent Lake, her appearance is like that of a girl, and she will never grow old.

News from afar kept coming. The man she loved founded the country of Blue Ridge and ascended to the throne. He completely broke away from the control of Jiuxiang Kingdom and became the founding emperor. The palace was also quickly built, right on the top of the Crescent Mountain.

The Crescent Lake surrounds her.

The man wrote to her, saying that the war would be over soon, and when he came back, she would become the queen of the Blue Ridge Kingdom and would not have any other concubines.

She waited by the Crescent Lake, waiting expectantly for his return, but in the end what she waited for was the sad news that he was seriously injured and dying.

That day, it rained heavily, and she sat by the lake in a miserable state. Her tears mixed with the rainwater flowed into the lake, and she was as pale as a lotus flower that was about to wither.

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

She would rather trade her life for his. One of the three major spells passed down by the Blue Ridge tribe from generation to generation is the life-exchanging spell.

It's a pity that I didn't have time to see him for the last time...

She lifted up her skirt and gently threw herself into the Crescent Lake, returning to her original roots.

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

Perhaps it was destined from the beginning that the incomplete Crescent Moon would never have a happy ending.

In order to save him, she was willing to erase her own existence and return to the cold and empty silence.

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

A long time later, the man came back. He knelt down by the Crescent Lake and cried bitterly. He jumped into the lake, but the water pushed him away.

Perhaps, she is still by his side and has never left.

Just like every full moon night, her remaining spiritual thoughts will sing softly and dance in the waves of the lake.

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

This is the end of the story.

"I sing a song for you, but it is at the end of the world. My heart is at the end of the world..."

The song drifted away slowly, and the lingering sound drifted into the lake under the moonlight, disappearing completely.

Yu Ling suddenly came back to her senses, and at some point, her clothes had become wet with salty tears.

The ethereal singing voice seemed to still linger in his soul, telling the sad and beautiful legend that was sealed in the dust of history.

He stared blankly at the Crescent Lake, watching the figures changing in the waves and dancing in beautiful and moving postures, as if through this end of time, he saw the girl with azure eyes, as moving as the bright moon.

When she smiles, her crescent eyes are like crescent moons hanging in the sky.

She is dead, but Crescent Lake is still there.

I don't know if it was Yu Ling's hallucination, but he seemed to see a man standing beside the lake, looking like the Emperor Taizu of Lanling back then.

"Hey! Hey! What's wrong with you? Are you okay?" A voice called persistently in Yu Ling's ear.

Then all the atmosphere was destroyed. Yu Ling looked back at Li Qingpeng speechlessly, no longer wanting to talk to him. When he looked at the position by the lake again, there was clearly no one there, as if he had just been dazzled.

Li Hongshui was also surprised and said: "Why are you crying when you are so good? Did you think of something sad?"

In his impression, Yu Ling fought wits and courage with Gu Yong in the Dark Abyss, and also dealt with the five tribes in the Snow Realm. He had always killed decisively, and he had never seen him with a fragile side, so why was he uncharacteristically different today.

Yu Ling shook her head and said: "I just heard the singing at the bottom of the lake, and I shed tears for some reason."

"Oh, did you really hear it? Come on and tell me!" Li Qingpeng said in surprise.

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

"Really? I like listening to stories the most. Tell me about it!" Li Qingpeng asked curiously.

Yu Ling slowly finished telling this short story, and Li Qingpeng was already crying so much that he was speechless. As expected, young people's feelings are simple and they can be easily moved to a complete mess.

Although Li Hongshui was not that exaggerated, there was a hint of melancholy on his face. He was obviously thinking about the similar miserable state of mind he had been in after being trapped in the Dark Abyss for more than ten years.

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

"Everything in the world may not go as planned." Li Hongshui sighed softly.

Li Qingpeng kicked him angrily: "You are the bastard! You have abandoned my mother and suffered for more than ten years. You are as heartless as the ruthless and unjust Emperor Taizu!"

Li Hongshui rarely argued with him and just remained silent.

After a long time, he said softly: "I am sorry for you. I have worked hard for you and Lian'er these years."

Li Qingpeng suddenly turned his back without saying a word, but Yu Ling could clearly see that the tears on his face could not be wiped away no matter how hard he wiped them away.

There are some things that have always been cut and dried and still messed up.

The night passed by so quickly, it seemed like a long time, and it seemed like just a moment.

When the morning light gradually brightened, the bright moon also slanted to the distant horizon and gradually disappeared. Then the dancing figures on the lake also disappeared, and no trace could be found anymore.

Yu Ling landed the aircraft and sat by the Crescent Lake in a daze.

The palace maids and guards had already left, doing their own things. The huge Crescent Lake was completely empty, as if only the three of them were left.

Maybe there is never anything absolutely perfect in the world, just like the arc of the waning moon is more moving than the full moon.

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

In the dreamlike singing, his soul power unknowingly entered the middle stage of spiritual transformation, and even his state of mind seemed to be washed clean by the water of Crescent Lake, so clear that it was not stained by dust and reflected his true heart.

A hazy crescent moon hung above his soul sea, radiating a soft light, like the shadow of the moon in the water, illusory and beautiful.
Chapter completed!