Ye Can

Cangtong ran against the wind, and her strong limbs became her most powerful support at this time.Behind her, a huge silver wolf leaped high, waving its sharp claws and constantly pounced on her.

Her subjects, with flesh and blood, tried to block the pace of this monster, and sacrificed their lives one after another.

The screams continued to ring out behind him, and there were splashes of blood everywhere.Cang Tong stepped on the muddy blood, as fast as the wind of freedom.She heard someone shouting, "King! Run! King!"

Someone was also shouting: "Hold that silver wolf!"

But more are shouting: "Help me! Help me!"

"O king! Help me!"

Their home country has long since fallen, but the remaining subjects are still sacrificing their lives for the king who does nothing.Many people let her run away again, but more people cried out for Wang's existence, hoping that she could save their lives.

After all, what is a king?

Is it the incompetent kid who hides behind his subjects and is protected, or the leader who stands in front of the people and protects all?

She should be a leader, she must be a leader.

Everyone here will face death, and Cangtong is extremely clear in his heart.Even if he continued to run, it would only delay the time of death.In any case, it is impossible for them to escape the siege of the dynasty.

That being the case, let her protect her subjects at the end of her life.

Cang Tong looked at the unreachable horizon, her immature face was full of determination.She put her wrist by her mouth and took a bite, blood poured down immediately.

On the vast land, a mysterious and mysterious call appeared. It was the Son of Silver Moon calling to her mother: "The ancient and sacred ruler of the night, the only master of the vast starry sky..."

"Please turn the day into night and come to the world at this time..."

"Lord of Silver Moon, please answer the call of your people."

At this moment, the ground trembled, and the silver wolf who was following Cangtong rushed forward, opened his bloody mouth and bit Cangtong's head.

The sharp teeth clenched together, and a ball of white light suddenly burst from the silver wolf's mouth.Countless white lights splashed, illuminating the vast expanse of whiteness.All the wolves stopped, and turned their heads to look in the direction of Cangtong and Yinlang.

The next second, they let go of the prey in their mouths and rushed towards the silver wolf together.

The wind picked up, and a strong wind suddenly blew up on the grassland. The clouds in the sky changed, and the dark clouds covered the sky in an instant. The originally bright sky turned into a dark night.

All the people and living things on the ground began to be restless. Xia Guo's soldiers looked at the dark night and said anxiously: "This is... this is..."

"The divine splendor of Lord Ye Muli!"

Suddenly, a blood moon appeared in the dark night sky.For a moment, a bloody red light hit Cang Tong, which was held in the silver wolf's mouth, and they saw countless silver wolves swarming up, devouring the broken body of the young man.

The greedy beasts devoured the body, licked off the blood dripping on the ground, and turned their heads together with the giant leader, Qi Qi looked at the soldiers of the Xia Dynasty in the distance.

Their ice-blue pupils were cold, and in the next second, they all ran to the soldiers of the Xia Dynasty in the distance, throwing them off their horses one by one.

Blood spread across the grassland, and the son of Yinyue, who sacrificed his soul to his mother, led his remaining subjects to launch a final counterattack.

This battle was very tragic.All the people who appeared on this grassland sacrificed their lives.

When the last Xia Dynasty soldier fell, the huge silver wolf also staggered and knelt on the ground.It raised its eyes, looked at the bones all over the ground, and seemed to see one after another wandering dead souls walking towards it in the darkness.

Silver Wolf struggled to support himself, and swayed towards the river.It led these ghosts back to their hometown silently.

In the wind, there seems to be a ghost singing in a low voice: "I still remember the night of the silver moon, the son of the silver moon was thinking about the past by the Erma River..."

From then on, all the souls who died in battle followed their kings and returned to their long-lost hometown.

After filming this scene, Ye Can couldn't regain his senses for a long time.She stood at the spot where she was filming, looking at the blood-stained props all over the ground, and the picture she had just imagined was still in her mind.

In the same desperation, the king of this small country's tribe did not allow himself to be slaughtered, but sacrificed everything to implement the nation's beliefs, allowing all her subjects who died in battle to rest in peace.

Perhaps this is the brilliance of human nature.

Ye Can thought, respect these unyielding beliefs and brave fighters.

Perhaps, this world is absurd and desperate.But in the face of such a world, escape is not the only way out.To tear oneself apart is nothing but an act of cowardice.A true brave man should be like the man in the story, even in the face of desperation, he should try his best to find the best way out.

As bad as life can be, the sun still warms our bones, doesn't it?

Ye Can raised her head and looked at Lin Zixi who was walking towards her. At this moment, she gained her own enlightenment.

Ye Can performed very well in this scene.

Especially the scene during the sacrifice made Lin Zixi outside the scene very worried.So when she came to give Ye Can a down jacket, her face was still abnormally pale.

When she put the down jacket on Ye Can, Ye Can held her hand and asked very worriedly, "Why is your face so pale? Did you get cold?"

Lin Zixi shook his head: "No, I was amazed by your acting skills."

Ye Can smiled, stretched out her hand and poured her into her arms, leaning against her ear and whispered, "This is amazing? Then, what words will you use to praise me in the future?"

In the future, maybe it is a particularly beautiful word.

Lin Zixi hugged her waist, leaned on her shoulder and smiled: "I am very confident when it comes to vocabulary. If you want to listen, I can praise you in a different way every day."

Lin Zixi thought to herself, starting tomorrow, I will blow all kinds of rainbow farts to Ye Can.

It's a pity that Lin Zixi didn't have this chance, because she had a fever that night.

Maybe it's because of the strong wind in the north and the cold during the day, or maybe it's because Ye Can's filming scene today was too bloody. Apart from having a fever, she has been having nightmares all night.

In the dream, she seemed to have been walking in the thick darkness, stepping through the muddy blood, passing through the noise of fighting, and came to a river bank full of red flowers.

She stood by the river bank, looking at the dark other bank, watching the skeleton in black robe propping up a small boat, wandering back and forth on the river, transporting passers-by.

Whenever there was no one on the river bank, the skeleton would come to her by rowing a boat and ask, "Miss, are you leaving?"

She shook her head and rejected the other party.

I don't know how long it has passed, and the skeleton has also changed a group of people, and her address has also changed from "girl" to "madame" and then gradually "Miss".

In the dream, the passage of time is chaotic.Her memory was gradually blurred, and she didn't know how long she had been waiting there or who she was waiting for.

Until one day, many vague figures appeared on the river bank, and the skeletons rowed one canoe after another to transport these shadows to the other bank.In the end, she was the only one left.

At this moment, a white skeleton came to Lin Zixi in a boat and said to her, "I know what you want, so follow me."

What the white skull said seemed to have a kind of magical power, she didn't think about anything superfluous, and followed him into the wooden boat.

A light came on at the bow, illuminating the surrounding darkness.She sat in the stern of the boat and watched the boat cut through the dark water and sail into the misty abyss.

In the vast fog, Bone Lu stood on the bow of the boat, opening his teeth and chattering: "You have been waiting there for too long, so this is an exception..."

"That person... has committed a lot of sins and doesn't know how to repent. If you wait any longer, you won't be able to wait for her."

In fact, she didn't quite know what White Skull was talking to her, but she just had a vague feeling: "I told her about the past..."

White Skull giggled: "A person like her will enter the animal realm, so there is no afterlife."

When she heard what Baikulou said, she just looked at the front calmly, and said lightly: "It's okay, after all... we can see each other again."

The White Skull supported the long wormwood and shook his head: "You people are the most difficult to deal with."

The Artemisia fragrans cut through the dark water with a clatter, and the surroundings gradually turned bright red.Red, looking up from a distance is a piece of red.Hidden behind these red colors are countless mournful wailings.

She saw a hungry ghost with a long tongue licking the belly of a living person, and a rain of blood fell in an instant.She saw unmanned knives cutting the bodies of living people into millions of pieces.

These sights made her terrified, and she couldn't help clutching the hem of her clothes.

The boat rowed forward and finally stopped in front of a hill of skeletons.The White Skull raised his head and pointed to the top of the mountain: "No, she's right there."

So she looked up and finally saw the person who had been waiting for a long time.

That was... her king.

At the top of the Skull Mountain, countless sharp swords penetrated her body and put her on the top of the mountain.The stern ghost wind blew the broken crown clothes, exposing the king's scarred body.

Countless wandering ghosts turned into black eagles and swooped down, pecking at the king's heart.They dug open the king's chest and bit the flesh inside. After leaving, the king's body would recover again.

In this repeated pain, Wang bowed his head and looked at the skeleton below, numb without any expression.

Looking at Wang's expression, she felt a twinge of pain in her heart.She clutched her aching chest and looked at the skeleton next to her: "How long will she be tortured?"

The White Skull stretched out its long finger bones and said with a smile: "There are still 100 years."

She turned her head and looked at the king who was being tortured on the Skull Mountain, with tears in her eyes: "100 years... is really too long."

White Skull smiled again: "It's not long, it's just your reincarnation. If you want... let's make a deal."

She looked at the white skull, looked at his opening and closing teeth, her head was buzzing: "As long as you remember...we..."

remember what?What are we?

She couldn't hear the next words clearly.

What remains in the dream is only the figure bitten by the ghosts, so clear.

Seeing the other party's numb expression, she felt a pain in her heart, and woke up crying in her dream.