She had never memorized this poem, so where did he hear it?!
Could it be said that he is also a time traveler?!
So, is he Yi Yang?!
Li Qiye suppressed the excitement in his heart, "Maybe you won't believe me when I say it, but actually I also have a friend named Yi Yang!"
"Really!" Yi Yang laughed, "So, the young master and I are really destined!"
"He's dead!" Li Moli turned around and stared at his side face aggressively, "I killed him with my own hands!"
Yi Yang didn't make a sound, but there was a look of surprise on his face.
"A person who kills his friends with his own hands, do you think I am cold-blooded?" Li Li was still staring at his face, not missing any subtle expression on his face.
"Young master must have a reason for doing this!" Yi Yang's voice was extremely calm, and even she couldn't see the flaw in his cover-up.
"There is some misunderstanding between us!" Li Li said again unwillingly, "If you were him, would you forgive me?!"
Yi Yang pursed his thin lips, "Since we are good friends, if he knows your difficulties, I think he will forgive you!"
"Really?!" Li Li asked.
Yi Yang nodded affirmatively.
There was no flaw in his expression, and there wasn't even much emotion in his eyes.
If he is really Yi Yang, there is no way he can't hear her hint. Is it because he refuses to forgive her and deliberately does not want to recognize her, or has he forgotten the past, or is there another reason?!
Li Qiye couldn't figure it out and couldn't understand it.
"It's getting late, Yi Yang has gone back first, and the young master should rest early!"
Yi Yang, stood up and said goodbye.
"stop!"
Seeing him walking away step by step, Mo Li stood up suddenly and shouted urgently.
Yi Yang paused, hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at her.
"Sir, is there anything else?!"
Lifting her toes gently in front of him, Li Li looked into his eyes aggressively.
"Are you sure we've never met before?!"
A flash of panic flashed in Yi Yangcha's eyes, but his face remained calm.
"Master, what do you mean by this?!"
"That poem was written by me. I have never read it to anyone before. How do you know the last sentence?!" Li Li asked.
"This..." Yi Yangcha finally couldn't hide the chaos in his eyes, "I... I just said it casually!"
"Hmph!" Li Li snorted lightly, "Even now, you still refuse to admit it?!"
"Yi Yang doesn't understand what the young master means!" Yi Yang lowered his eyes and stopped looking directly into her eyes, "What does the young master want me to admit?!"
Li Qiye grabbed his collar and said, "How dare you say that you have never known me before? How dare you say that this is the first time you have heard of the name Mo Li?!"
Yi Yangjing's yellow eyes overflowed with coldness.
Woo! Woo! Woo!
In the distance, a rapid horn sound suddenly sounded.
"That's the rallying horn of the Southern Army. If it's blown so urgently, something big must have happened!" Yi Yang turned to look in the direction from which the horn came.
Li Qiye turned around and saw fire lights and people making noise in the camp in the distance.
Not daring to neglect, she let go of Yi Yang's collar and flew towards the camp.
Yi Yang breathed a sigh of relief and flew over behind her.
As soon as the two of them landed in the camp, a cavalryman with the Southern Legion in his harness had already galloped in. Before even getting off his horse, he shouted in a loud voice, "Everyone, listen, the general has given an order, and a wave of monsters is coming.