As a scumbag, I took a stand-in script

It coincided with the thunder.

Like a thunderbolt, the entire sky exploded.

The sky, which was originally cloudy and rainy, suddenly turned into daylight.

Illuminating the golden iron horse in the distance, it is about to break through the mountains and rivers at this time.

Ling Zhi only cared about covering Xiao Yunjian's ears at the moment the electric mother flashed.

But he didn't pay attention, didn't pay attention, let alone heard what Xiao Yunjian said.

But after that, his heart was empty.

It was as if he had missed something extraordinary.

The thunder fell, and the rain gradually weakened.

Xiao Yunjian could hear it, and others could hear it——

That was the sound of horseshoes scattered, and piercing the sky: "Kill!——"

The iron cavalry of Nanting Kingdom had entered the capital of Northern Qiang.

Xiao Yunjian suddenly recalled that he hesitated before without any mistakes.

What was written on Yan Chongyu's letterhead was——

The high priest of Northern Qiang made sacrifices in the rain, and the army of Nanting Kingdom directly attacked Huanglong.

The country is no longer broken, and the people are displaced.

This is the time!

Xiao Yunjian looked up at the high platform.

Okawa resisted the panic and comforted the people.

And the people shouted loudly:

"I don't blame your high priest either, and you don't want things to come to this."

"If you want to blame, it's those people from the Nanting Kingdom. They insist on coveting our resources and invade our country."

"We clearly never thought of conflicting with them. We also gave them the city as a gift, but they just refused to give up and pushed forward! This has nothing to do with you, High Priest."

Ling Zhi found a coir raincoat beside him and put it on for Xiao Yunjian.

Xiao Yunjian shook his head, pointed at the scene in front of him, and could only sigh——

"Don't be afraid, High Priest. With so many of us, we are sure to be able to defend the city gate for a long time. Then you can pray to God again, to bless us!"

"Exactly, exactly, you don't have to worry about us, we will definitely protect you."

"It is God and the High Priest who protect us, we should have believed in you wholeheartedly."

It is ignorance.

But he was too kind.

Xu Chuan's love and guilt for the people of Northern Qiang was also due to the failure of praying for the blessing of the gods.

And it became the reason for praying for rain.

Since Ling Zhi said the meaning of his chanting, there was a thunderbolt from the blue sky and a stormy storm.

Xiao Yunjian was also spared, it wasn't because he said something wrong.

And it was really because... God was unwilling to help.

Maybe God just doesn't want to disturb the order of the world.

It is even more likely that God just wants to stand by and watch the future outcome of Northern Qiang, whether it can be different.

But he really didn't, and he took them to heart.

Xiao Yunjian had a lot of emotions,

He unconsciously supported Ling Zhi's arm, forced a smile and said, "Maybe what I said to Xu Chuan before was really too heavy, too heavy."

Ling Zhi felt the touch on his arm, which was warm and firm.

Even Xiao Yunjian's light-white fingertips, slightly separated by the material of the cloth, still left marks like several months' teeth on his forearm.

He is still happy.

Ling Zhi placed his unheld right hand on the back of Xiao Yunjian's hand.

But he patted her lightly twice, just as a consolation: "It has nothing to do with you. If you have to talk about a fault, it's because of me."

Xiao Yunjian's calm face was amused by him, he snorted and said again: "So how could it be your fault?"

Ling Zhi said calmly: "Because I never thought about the reason for this matter, and never made any predictions for A Jian. Therefore, it is all my fault. Also, I don't remember the letter to Yan Chongyu. The days I wrote can't help Ah Jian to solve his worries."

Xiao Yunjian let out a snort from his nasal cavity, and pulled his hand out: "There is always your rhetoric, but I didn't know you were so glib and glib in the past, you would put on airs!"

Ling Zhi just smiled and said nothing.

He just stood still behind Xiao Yunjian.

He will always be behind Xiao Yunjian.

A place that you can reach when you look back.

Xiao Yun remonstrated that this was Okawa's memory.

Even if you look sad in your heart, you can't change the facts.

He crumpled his flat clothes with his fingertips.

Sighing, he said again: "Even if you insist on saying it's your fault, so what if you don't remember the days Yan Chongyu said? This has long been a fact we can't change, so how can we be called Xu Chuan's?" Memory modification."

But he still held on to the corner of his clothes tightly.

No matter what, I can't let go.

Dashan was staggering to get to Okawa's side.

But Naihe suddenly remembered Xiao Yunjian and the two of them, and turned back against the flow of people.

He said to the two: "If you two are not afraid, you will fight against foreign enemies together with everyone. If you are afraid, it's okay, find a place to hide quickly, don't risk your life for nothing."

Xiao Yun remonstrated with a thank you, but followed Da Shan's pace: "I'll go with you."

Dashan glanced at him in surprise, but still nodded heavily: "I used to think that you were good to the high priest because you could benefit from it. But now I feel that you are also his serious friends."

He sighed, and said again: "The high priest has been alone since he was a child, and I am the only attendant who is by his side. Although sometimes he scolds me a few words, I am also happy that he scolds me twice." Sentence, take it easy in your heart."

After hearing what he said, Xiao Yunjian nodded and said, "I understand."

Ling Zhi raised his eyes to look at him, and knew that what he meant was Yan Chongyu.

But Xiao Yunjian noticed the sourness that Ling Zhi concealed at that moment.

He followed the mountain through the crowd and came up in front of Okawa against the current.

Dashan helped Xu Chuan up, and said: "High Priest, you can't let the people down! If you are all discouraged, what will they do? The Northern Qiang also has army guards, and they can always protect us. Now everyone is looking forward to your prayers, which can resolve our crisis."

Okawa raised his eyes to look at him, and asked softly, "Is that so? Is that so? So I'm still useful?"

"Yes." Before Dashan could speak, Xiao Yunjian accepted the words, "If you don't try, how do you know you won't succeed."

He knows the facts cannot be changed.

He also knew that it was foolish to place all hope in an unrealistic God.

But Xu Chuan doesn't do it now.

I am afraid that in the future, there will be no chance again.

Xiao Yunjian grabbed Ling Zhi's sleeve and dragged him aside.

He looked solemnly: "Some things, maybe I still have a chance to change."

Ling Zhi seemed a little confused.

But he opened his mouth, but didn't ask.

But standing behind Xiao Yunjian, always accompanied him.

Okawa wiped away the sorrow from his face, and thanked Xiao Yun admonishing him.

He pursed his lips and swung his sword towards the sky.

He was still chanting an ancient language that Xiao Yunjian didn't quite understand.

But the facts cannot be changed.

What's more, this is just a memory hidden deep in Okawa's mind.

The sound of the hooves of the horses got closer, and the moment they knew their fate was also hitting them more and more.

Okawa sped up the speed of the spell in his mouth, but even so, he could just watch the rain getting heavier and heavier.

He didn't know what was going on, but in his impression, the spell that the master had taught many times and he had performed many times was this.

The people of Northern Qiang were full of fear, but they still comforted Xu Chuan.

They used their own flesh and blood to build the high altar of Ogawa.

The iron cavalry in Nanting rushed through the city gate.

The leading general held the emperor's head and threw it in front of everyone.

He shouted loudly: "Now your imperial city is broken, and the emperor is dead. If you were to be captured early, we would treat the prisoners preferentially, and allow you to still live in your own homeland!"

I don't know who started it.

All the people of Northern Qiang raised the "weapons" they could get at their side.

Or a broomstick or a shovel hammer.

They are guarding their homeland, and they are going to blast out those who violate them.

——"I would rather die with the country than be a coward!"

Everyone shouted this sentence, as if it was about to resound through the sky.

Speaking to the people of Nanting Kingdom is also letting the god who created them hear.

The general of the Nanting army rubbed his ears and threw the emperor's head casually.

He waved his hand, and the soldiers beside him drew their bows, and the arrows were already on the string.

He turned his gaze to Okawa.

Xu Chuan glanced down and guarded him and the Northern Qiang people.

In the end, it fell on Xiao Yunjian inexplicably, and he asked, "What should I do?"

Xiao Yunjian curled up his fingers and tapped on his left chest: "Follow your heart."

Okawa stood up slowly and nodded.

He signaled to Xiao Yunjian and Ling Zhi, "Thank you, I understand."

He straightened his back.

Since the gods did not take care of them, he became the god of the Northern Qiang people.

He said: "Northern Qiang people, never surrender!"

But as soon as the words fell, the arrow feathers shot towards him.

The mountain closest to him pushed him away violently.

--"Mountain!"

Dashan couldn't even say the last sentence to Okawa, he just fell down in front of Okawa with a smile.

Then there are people one after another.

Even if they themselves saw blood flowing into rivers and the corpses of their relatives and friends strewn across the field.

Not a single person bowed their knees.

Xiao Yunjian knew that it was a memory, and he couldn't change anything.

But he still couldn't suppress the desire in his heart to go forward for them.

Ling Zhi suddenly took his arm and wrapped him in his arms.

His eyes sunk into Ling Zhi's shoulder sockets, he couldn't see anything.

"Ajian, don't be sad, this is already a fact, we can't change anything."

Ling Zhi reached out to cover his ears again.

Tell him not to hear it either.

It was just screams and cries, which couldn't be covered up with a pair of hands.

He sniffed the faint sandalwood fragrance from Ling Zhi's body, as if that was the only way to cover up the bloody smell in the air.

This is a fact.

But it is because the past cannot be changed that makes people even more powerless.

Ling Zhi is also thinking.

Xiao Yunjian's body in his arms was hot, and the warm air from his nostrils breathed on his neck.

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether it was true or false, illusory or real.

Is it...the past, or the present.

He can't change his past.

You can't fix the mistakes you made.

If you can travel back to the past, maybe there is regret medicine in this world.

I'm afraid there are not so many... Xie customers.

His sigh intertwined with Xiao Yun's remonstrance.

In the bloody wind.

It was raining really hard—

It was so big that the tiles on the side were scattered on the ground, and they were all shattered.

It was as big as the armor of the Nanting army, humming.

It was so big that the world was filled with red.

Xu Chuan stood up slowly, he sneered and said: "I prayed to the gods, but the gods did not respond to me, so I will be the gods and leave my Beiqiang behind."

He swung the sword whose feathers were no longer visible, and casually cut the weeds aside as weapons.

He was chanting a mantra that Xiao Yunjian didn't understand.

Ling Zhi understood what he said, and his face was solemn.

But he hugged Xiao Yunjian tightly, as if he wanted to rub Xiao Yunjian to the bone.

No matter how much Xiao Yunjian scolded and struggled, he never let go.

Xiao Yunjian first asked Ling Zhi what Xuchuan meant.

But seeing that Ling Zhi didn't say anything, he knew it well.

With Okawa's voice getting higher and higher.

Lightning also pierced the sky again, splitting yin and yang, light and darkness again.

The sky was so gloomy that it looked like a black cloth bag, hanging so low that it seemed as if it could be touched if you stretched out your hand.

The Northern Qiang people who were prostrate in the streets and alleys suddenly got up.

Their bodies change, stretch.

In the end, it became... the appearance of a human-faced spider.

Xiao Yunjian suddenly raised his eyes, stared blankly at the purgatory-like scene in front of him, and murmured: "That's how it is."

Xu Chuan pursed his lips, and said with a sneer: "In the future, there will be no Northern Qiang, and here will be our paradise, named—"

Suspended fantasy.

The author has something to say: Actually... the original story of Xuanming Illusion is quite touching

I don’t know how I write. Sometimes I can’t help but feel sad when I see the scenes where the country is broken and the country is gone.

No matter what happened a long time ago or in modern times, if there is no flesh and blood of the ancestors, there is no such thing as our current Guotai Minan

Harm, let me just say one thing!Don't hinder your mood of reading the article!