The Year of Lihua: She Was Reborn

Hua Ye rushed to the Weihua Army camp stationed in the city without stopping. The sun gradually set in the west, and the blood-red sunset reflected on the sand, making people's cheeks red.

This seems to be a sign of unpredictable and severe weather. If there's no rain in the desert, there's likely to be a sandstorm...

Hua Ye looked at the bloody sky and felt a little hesitant: It seems that this sandstorm is unusual!

She leaped over a group of uprooted tents and headed straight for Zuo Nian's back. Her golden armor was stained red as if covered in blood, and her murderous aura was overwhelming.

"Hurry up, the sandstorm is coming, hurry up..."

She walked towards him, shouting at the top of her lungs, her face serious and anxious, without a trace of slackness.

Zuo Nian turned around, thinking that what he would see would be her slightly heroic face, but in the end he only saw a red figure.

She was bending over to help the soldiers roll up the canvas of the tent. Her movements were neat and smooth. She pulled the rope to knot it and stepped lightly to tighten it.

"Did you see clearly? Hurry up, time waits for no one. This storm looks quite big."

"Yes, Miss Hua!"

The soldiers watching from the side quickly folded the tent canvas using her method.

She looked up at the red sky, stretched out her five fingers towards the sky, and carefully felt the humidity and wind direction in the air.

Zuo Nian came up to her, reached out and pulled her hand down, holding it tightly in his thick, rough big hand.

"Is a sandstorm coming?"

Hua Ye nodded solemnly.

Zuo Nian let go of her little hand and ran forward, shouting as he ran: "Drag the things into the stone house, find shelter, and get down on the ground with people next to each other. No one is allowed to move without the order of this major general!"

"Hold on tight to the person next to you and don't let go. Do you understand?"

Hua Ye’s voice is so loud that it can rival the roar of the Hedong Lion!

"Yes, Major General!"

The soldiers stood at attention and answered quickly, then quickly tidied up the canvas of the tent and threw it into the stone house.

Over the Stone Forest

Muqi grew up in the desert and was very familiar with the local climate changes. He packed up his tent early, wrapped himself in cotton clothes, and led his brothers to form more than ten columns.

They huddled together in a circle around the stone pillars, shoulders leaning against each other, buried deep in the sand with only their heads exposed to breathe.

Dark clouds drifted over, obscuring the crimson sunset glow. A strong wind suddenly blew from the Stone Forest all the way towards Xingxiu City, the wind whistling and growing stronger...

The stone pillars and peaks in the stone forest trembled and swayed in the wind, and stones fell from them with a rustling sound. Some of them fell into the sand and made holes, while some were swept into the city by the wind.

The swirling sandstorms blinded people's eyes. The doors of the city streets were closed, and there was not a single person on the streets. The sand was flying wildly in the wind.

I couldn't even see the road clearly. The doors and windows were blown up by the wind and creaked as if they were about to fall apart. Some of the fragile ones had already been blown away by the wind and were floating in the air.

Hua Ye, who had not yet found shelter, was shaken by the wind and sand and felt as if he would be blown away by the wind in the next second.

Sure enough, she was blown up. Just as her feet left the ground, Zuo Nian's knife was pressed against the sand. His big hands quickly grabbed her waist and pressed her down.

There was a rock of moderate size nearby, which was just big enough to block the two figures. Zuo Nian sank down with his inner strength and brought her over there with some difficulty.

"There's a rock here. Let's take shelter here first."

The wind and sand were blowing, and the sound was getting louder and louder. The loose eaves were blown away, and small stones were picked up by the wind and hit unknown places, and even hit people's heads.

Zuo Nian's arms tightly embraced Hua Ye, pressing her into the sand, close to the rocks, sandwiched between them, so close that she could clearly hear his steady and strong heartbeat.

At this moment, she felt extremely at ease being protected by him. She raised her eyes to look at his distinct and strong face and perfect jawline.

"In this life, is it okay for me to choose you, Zuo Nian, to be my support?"

"You should lower yourself a little..."

Hua Ye reached out and hugged his shoulders, but he couldn't hold his tall and strong body, so he could only put his arm around his waist.

Zuo Nian turned his head and looked at her, his eyes filled with indescribable love. When their eyes met, he felt a little shy.

"Cover your mouth and nose with your veil. The sand is very choking. Also close your eyes. If sand gets in your eyes, it will hurt!"

As he spoke, he stroked her face with his big hand, covering her squinting eyes, and pulled up the scarf around her neck to cover her mouth and nose.

The soldiers pressed themselves to the ground, pressing down on each other's shoulders, not daring to let go for even a moment...