“Luna, you are still injured…”
Seeing this, Wangyuehe and the others wanted to stop their Luna.
However, how could Yue Du be blocked by them?
She pushed the Japanese warriors in front of her with all her might, and ran to Ye Fan desperately.
Perhaps because of the injury, Luna’s abdomen had a large amount of blood flowing down.
But it doesn’t matter anymore.
No matter how painful the injury on his body is, it is not as painful as the pain in his heart when he sees his master injured.
At this time, Ye Fan had already stood up from the ruins.
The Dragon God body was broken, and Ye Fan’s clothes were already broken.
There was blood flowing down Ye Fan’s arm.
Beneath the damaged skin, you can vaguely see the white bones of Sen Bai.
The moon god shed tears in distress.
She hugged Ye Fan hard and cried, “Master, we won’t fight anymore, we won’t fight again.”
“We go back to Jiangdong, we go home…”
At this time, the girl holding Ye Fan’s tears in pain, where is the highest god of the Japanese country, Yuedu, who was the highest god in Japan before, she is just a girl who is just beginning to love, a girl who is worried about the person she likes.
She was just the simple girl that Ye Fan took with him back then, Suzumiya Yingyue.
In Suzumiya Yingyue’s world, there is no grand cause, and no Japanese people.
The righteousness of the family and the country, to Suzumiya Yingyue, is something illusory.
Only the master is real.
In her world, Ye Fan is the only one.
She had already lost her master once, and she didn’t want to go through the torment and pain of losing Ye Fan again.
Therefore, at the moment when Ye Fan was injured by Xiaoyan, Suzumiya Yingyue’s heart was broken.
She was sobbing, looking sad, like a child.
“Silly girl, it’s just a small injury.”
“Your master has lived and died countless times. This little injury is fine.”
Ye Fan didn’t expect that he only suffered some external injuries, but it actually made the girl in front of him so sad.
However, how did Ye Fan know that Suzumiya Yingyue was afraid of losing him again.
It was because of that kind of pain that Suzumiya Yingyue was even more afraid of losing.
However, Ye Fan’s comfort didn’t help.
Suzumiya Yinyue, with a pale face and weak body, still hugged Ye Fan tightly, she buried her head in Ye Fan’s arms, and begged Ye Fan over and over again to stop fighting.
She wants to go back to Jiangdong, she wants Ye Fan to go back to Jiangdong, back to the place where they first met.
It was also there that Yingyue Suzumiya felt the warmth of home for the first time.
Therefore, in Suzumiya Yingyue’s heart, Ye Fan’s home is also her home.
After many years of fighting and wandering, Suzumiya Yingyue’s already weak heart has long been full of holes.
Her greatest desire has never been power and power.
She just wanted to go home, go back to Jiangdong, go back to her home with her master.
There will be no battles, no bloody killings, and no separation of life and death.
Only, safe and secure happiness.
Yes, after going through thousands of sails and seeing all the hardships in the world, the so-called power and power are just clouds of the past.
Peace of mind is the most original happiness.
“Yue’er, the master promised you to bring you back.”
“Back to Jiangdong, back to Jingzhou.”
“Grow flowers and plants with you, and accompany you to visit Dongchang Lake again.”
“very soon..”
“When this war is over, I’ll take you wherever you want to go and whatever food you want to eat.”
“But now, let the master settle this grievance that has lasted for more than ten years.”
Ye Fan’s expression gradually cooled down.
The power that had been scattered, gathered again from his dantian.
At this time, Ye Fan, like a resurgent flame, was full of might, and once again surged like a dragon.
He turned around and stared straight at the four-winged beast again.