Chapter 8: Another beautiful woman who is ashamed of the moon
Instinctively startled, she looked towards the place where the sound came from.
A miracle happened at this moment. Her eyes were able to penetrate the dark night and see clearly that there was a big tree in the sky in front of her.
On the branches of the tree, there was a dark flock of crows.
And the location she was in was a wilderness.
There is no one here except her.
Li Ya became quiet again. She knew that Ya'er was real and that all this was not a dream.
Now, she has traveled through time.
She possesses Ya'er's stunning beauty and boundless magical power.
As soon as she closed her eyes, she could feel the message from her brain: telling her how many spells she knew and how to use them.
However, the spell cannot tell her exactly which era she has traveled to and what fate she will have.
Although, she doesn't care about this.
She was just worried about how to enter the palace.
Li Ya is a person who does not make promises easily. Now that she has made a promise to Ya'er, she will definitely fulfill it.
After a while, Li Ya felt the sound of footsteps again.
It's people, lots and lots of people coming this way.
Who could it be? Li Ya calmly flew up and landed on the big tree in the sky, startling the crows in the tree.
She was very surprised that she could use this magic so skillfully and so smoothly.
It's as if she has practiced this little by little.
She stood on the big tree, closed her eyes, and listened to the distant sounds with her ears.
Then, she was pleasantly surprised to find that she could not only hear the sounds over there, but also see every move in the distance with her inner eye.
There was a long team, the men all wearing armor and riding war horses. They were surrounded by a Luan sedan, in which sat a young woman covered with a veil.
But Li Ya could clearly see her appearance, and she was a beauty who was shy of her beauty.
"General, Muji Mountain is ahead of us. It's night time again. I suggest you camp where you are and wait until dawn before heading off!" The soldier in silver armor dismounted and knelt down in front of an old general's horse to report.
The old general's dark red cloak billowed in the wind, and he had a face full of righteousness.