Miracle Doctor, Abandoned Daughter: The Sly Emperor’s Wild Beast-Tamer Empress

The long-lasting fire of heaven and earth slowly extinguished in front of the wonderful fire dance of Miu Man.

At dawn, a red sun jumped out of the horizon.

The golden golden light illuminated the entire wilderness.

The women's dance had not stopped, and the blue sky was raining.

The rain moistened the piece of earth that was burned to ashes by the fire of heaven and earth and drilled a fluffy green color.

All creatures, lying in front of the woman, prostrate to the ground, hearty and sincerely convinced.

The rain in the day is also a vision of heaven and earth.

But unlike the Tianhe Fall that caused thousands of living creatures to become charcoal, this rain brought the living land and living creatures to life again.

It was originally a dance of fire, but it was also a rain of prayer.

The fire was surrendered, and even the spirit of water was convinced.

The figure of the woman, in the light of water and sunlight, gradually traveled far away, and the singing voice of Miao Man kept echoing in her ears.

The lingering rain fell on the ground and stirred up layers of mist.

After the creeping creatures, a person walked slowly.

The water mist blocked the appearance of the man, Ye Lingyue could only see a pair of burning eyes.

"Who is she?"

Like after a long period of time, Ye Lingyue has recovered.

The woman didn't turn around from beginning to end.

Although it was only in consciousness, for the first time, Ye Lingyue felt a sense of similarity.

That woman, she was familiar, as if she were breathing.

"Everything is called the mother of the earth. The fire festival of the fire must use the body as the dance and the singing voice as the word. The two complement each other in order to achieve the fire ceremony of the fire. Can you realize the fire of the fire by this ancient remnant? The sacrifices are all made by individual. "

In the candlelight's voice, there is a sense of nostalgia.

Ancient times, that was the most beautiful time.

At the beginning of the world, there is no separation between good and evil, even day and night are so pure, everything is the source.

It is a pity that in the end all this was torn by greed and desire.

The remnant, like an oil lamp that is extinguished, is extremely weak, and once used, it will be destroyed between heaven and earth.

With the exception of Ye Lingyue, no one in the world can see the Sihuo Festival.

Ye Lingyue's eyes changed, and his face was never taken lightly.

Si Huo Ji, this ancient heritage passed down from ancient times, if she could not comprehend it, she could only watch it disappear in the flood of years.

A cold and hot feeling came alternately.

She closed her eyes, her memory lingering like running water.

Ye Lingyue is not a dancer, her mother Yunsheng taught her the way of practicing medicine, her father taught her how to march in battle, but no one taught her the way of singing and dancing.

She hesitated for a moment, she was afraid of desecrating this worldly dance, but if she gave up, this ancient heritage would be extinct.

Inwardly, we are fighting between man and nature.

Her body surface, Tiangang Holy Wall is constantly weakening.

Two fires, like the beasts of floods, constantly occupied the territory around her.

The ground under her feet quickly condensed a layer of ice.

Her long black hair turned to ashes in a flame of poisonous tongue.

When the candlelight thought that Ye Lingyue was about to give up, Ye Lingyue's lips moved slightly, and the first note was spit out from the lips that were more delicate than the rose of spring.

Turn Si Huo Zhi Wen into beautiful notes one by one.

When the song came, Liangyihuo, who had already approached Ye Lingyue, seemed to feel the shock and hurried away.

Can be conscious, candlelight is still worried.

Si Huozhiwu is not exactly a dance.

It is a kind of special rhythm dance from the ancient times when the mother of the earth realized everything in the world, from sunrise and sunset to the blooming water, and the four seasons.

It doesn't even have exact movements, everything comes from the heart.

The mother of the earth, with a compassionate heart, danced a dance before saving thousands of lives.

But with that kind of mind, how can ordinary people feel.

In particular, Ye Lingyue is not very young and does not have the state of mind of Mother Earth.

Phase is born from heart, dance is born from heart.

Candlelight's worries soon became a reality.

Despite relying on memory and natural singing voice, Ye Lingyue was able to sing Si Huozhi's text clearly and completely.

But for the Sihuo Festival, the most important Sihuo dance, Ye Lingyue could not break through.

Ye Lingyue's limbs are still extremely stiff. She is not a natural dancer. Even if her heart moves freely, it is difficult to comprehend the wonderful dance of the mother of the earth.

The notes were turned into ancient characters, which circled around Ye Lingyue, but the dance of Si Huo could not be carried out and could not play a real role.

The holy wall of Tiangang in Ye Lingyue's body finally collapsed.

She was exposed to two fires without protection.

Two Yihuo began to attack the city and plunder the ground, rushing towards it frantically.

Ye Lingyue could even hear the sizzling fire, smelling the scorched smell of his hair.

Sweat drips from the forehead and evaporates or freezes in mid-air.

Zhuzhao sighed long.

"Just give up, you avoid it first."

But stubborn as Ye Lingyue, still immobile.

"I said, you girl, why are you so stubborn? After all, you are not the mother of the earth.

The candlelight was a little anxious.

If Mother Earth is here, what would she do?

If she were the mother of the earth, that would be great.

In Ye Lingyue's mind, there was only such a stubborn thought.

At the same time as this thought flashed, Ye Lingyue only felt his consciousness, and in a moment, moved slightly.

As if the original lake surface was unsurprised, a small stone was suddenly thrown into it.

Her consciousness was like ripples on the heart lake, spreading in circles.

The consciousness, spreading constantly, collide with something in one thought.

On the forehead, the Xuanyin Divine Seal radiated a soft light. Ye Lingyue only felt that her consciousness had suddenly passed through the limitation of time and space, and was connected with the mother of the earth in the ancient times .

Suddenly, Ye Lingyue opened her eyes, her eyes flashed across her eyes.

Her limbs, like the willow swaying under the spring breeze, move from one section to another.

Her waist and limbs are soft and incredible.

A slight jump between the feet, jumped into the flames of the two flames.

The ear is the spring breeze thousands of years ago, and the foot is the endless earth.

At that moment, she was no longer Ye Lingyue, she was the mother of the earth with compassion for thousands of years ago.

In consciousness, when Zhuozhao saw this scene, the familiar dance postures and graceful singing, so familiar, every gesture and every note, formed a real fire festival.

Thinking of the sea, the souls and spirits are connected, Ye Lingyue actually achieved the dance of heaven and man.