Movie Emperor and Monster Traitor

When Jiang Yunhuan yelled this name, the eyes that were weak due to blood loss glowed again. This was hope, and the person at the other end of the sound transmission talisman was his last hope.

He didn't want to die.

Even if that secret is to be buried, it must be after he has done everything.

After shouting that name, the vine mobilized by Hibiscus finally tied his mouth, and he could no longer make a sound, but his eyes were still fixed on the paper crane dangling in mid-air, he saw Ling The force is circulating on the rune, and the sound transmission symbol is starting.

But unfortunately, just before the sound transmission talisman was about to be activated, the hibiscus vines caught the paper crane, and the paper crane folded from yellow paper instantly shattered under the vines with demonic power.

The sound-transmitting talisman didn't work, and his last cry didn't reach that person's ears.

The broken yellow paper fluttered from the air and fell to the ground, Jiang Yunhuan's eyes dimmed. This time... he really must die.

Jiang Hua at the other end of Yanshan Mountain looked at the paper crane on her shoulder with some doubts. The paper crane just moved suddenly, and the spiritual power was circulating on the talisman. Jiang Hua thought it was Jiang Yunhuan who was contacting her, but it turned out not to be. After a flash, the paper crane returned to calm.

He looked at the endless mountains in the distance, covered with overcast clouds, even in the daytime, the sky was very dark.Except for the vegetation, there were no living things on Yanshan Mountain. The forest was very quiet, but under the silence, there were buried bloody corpses.

Jiang Hua quietly looked into the distance, the wind from the distance blew past his ears, and the wind whispered in his ears.

Mu Jin breathed a sigh of relief and was careless, almost letting Jiang Yunhuan succeed.He was very afraid of Jiang Hua, otherwise he wouldn't have waited until Jiang Yunhuan was on the order to strike. He couldn't see through Jiang Hua's strength, and even if he didn't think there were monsters stronger than himself in this world, he didn't dare to be arrogant.

Mu Jin glanced at Jiang Yunhuan coldly, it seemed that he couldn't dawdle any longer, this person, he had better get rid of him earlier to be at ease.

Another vine wrapped around Jiang Yunhuan's neck, and the spikes on the vine pierced from the other side. Jiang Yunhuan felt the pain from his neck, but he could no longer make any sound.

Whether it's pain or fear, they all gradually fade away with the lost blood, and his consciousness is blurring.There is a cold liquid running across the cheeks, which are tears.

Jiang Yunhuan is not a person who cries often. In fact, he has never cried since he was literate and sensible.Although he can't be said to be indifferent to life and death, he still has the consciousness of sacrificing for righteousness.

However, when death really came, he still couldn't control the tears from the corners of his eyes.This has nothing to do with reason or will. The brain with insufficient blood supply has long lost the ability to think. These tears are completely instinctive, and they are the helpless wailing of a dying person.

The gradually dilated pupils reflected the cloudy sky, without the light of the sky.The eyelids are getting heavier and heavier, and every time I blink, it seems that I can never open them again.

Jiang Hua...For some reason, before he died, what he was thinking about in his vague consciousness was this name, not his friend who had known him since childhood and had the same interests, nor did he teach him mystical skills and lead him into the esoteric world He only thought about Jiang Hua, his mentor, since they had known each other for only a year.

But this year... was precious to him. Jiang Yunhuan remembered every detail of getting along with Jiang Hua, and remembered Jiang Hua's childish behavior of hiding books in order not to read.

Thinking of turning around and taking out an identical book again, Jiang Hua's face was stunned. Thinking of this, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Yunhuan's mouth.Mu Jin was a little puzzled, he felt that the human's pulse was getting weaker and weaker, Jiang Yunhuanming was dying, why was he laughing?

Mu Jin wanted to ask, but before he could speak, his eyes froze, and he looked behind Jiang Yunhuan, the forest that should have been quiet.

The trees swayed in the wind and made a rustling sound.

got windy.

Where is the wind coming from?Mu Jin's heart was full of alarm bells, there was no trace of demonic or spiritual power in the wind, it was like a mountain wind bred by nature.But something is wrong!Hibiscus' instinct was telling him that there was a deadly killing intent in this wind!

Rows of trees were swaying in the wind, and the hibiscus was waiting for it. He mobilized the vines to gather around him, and at the same time closed his eyes and focused his consciousness on the hibiscus flowers thousands of miles away in Yanshan Mountain. He was looking for the source of the wind.

Mu Jin suddenly opened his eyes, and he found it. He didn't use it for a long time, because the source of the wind was very close, it was the gale sword that he threw away!

He threw Wu Lei Ling far away, and he didn't know which mountain depression he threw it in, but after Jiang Yunhuan let go of the Gale Wind Sword, he didn't deliberately move the sword away.

Because Gaefeng Sword did not pose a fatal threat to him. Although the sword was revered as one of the three divine weapons, it was only a little sharper than ordinary sharp swords. With endless regeneration, he is not afraid of any sharp weapon at all.

But now, tens of meters away from him, the sword body that fell on the ground is trembling slightly, the wind gathers around the sword body, spreads to the distance, the forest sea sways, and the treetops bend slightly in the wind, as if they are lining up to welcome, welcome?welcome who...

Just as Mu Jin had this idea, he saw the figure walking out of the forest, his pupils shrank, Jiang Hua!

The grass and trees bend under his feet, he is not in a hurry, his face is indifferent.There is no ostentation of mountains and tsunami behind him, no crowds of guards around him, he is only alone, but his every move is like an emperor who rules the world!

The Gaefeng Sword that fell on the ground suddenly stood up, half suspended in the air, and the blade hummed continuously, calling for this person to come.

Who is he? !Mu Jin was furious, his fear of Jiang Hua had reached its peak, what kind of monster did Jiang Yunhuan have? !

In any case, Jiang Yunhuan must not be allowed to leave alive!Mu Jin suddenly got into trouble, he stopped slowly absorbing Jiang Yunhuan's flesh and blood, he mobilized the vines to directly crush Jiang Yunhuan's bones, he didn't care that this action would waste this good food, he had to kill Jiang Yunhuan!

But it was too late.From the moment Jiang Hua stepped out of the forest, it was already too late.

Jiang Hua glanced at Hibiscus lightly. There was no emotion in his golden pupils. He didn't say anything, and he didn't make any superfluous movements. The Gale Sword half suspended in the air already knew his order.

The sword body stood horizontally, like a sharp arrow out of a string, and shot towards the direction of Hibiscus.

It's faster than the wind!

The sword's edge had already reached the destination just before Mujin's strength. The sword's edge was inserted in the middle of Mujin and Jiang Yunhuan, and the storm scattered from the sword body.

Mu Jin took several steps back in horror. In Jiang Yunhuan's hands, this divine sword was only slightly sharper than ordinary sharp swords, but in Jiang Hua's hands, it seemed to be able to command wind and thunder. The storm it set up crushed everything!

He underestimated Gaefeng Sword, underestimated this artifact.Excalibur chooses its master, although Jiang Yunhuan forged it, but it is not the master chosen by Gaefeng Sword, Jiang Hua is.

Among the vine stumps and debris falling all over the sky, Jiang Hua caught Jiang Yunhuan who fell from the air. He wrapped his arms around his waist and helped Jiang Yunhuan, who was weak and weak, to stand up.

The storm was controlled very precisely, it only cut the vines binding Jiang Yunhuan's hands and feet, and did not hurt this person at all.

Jiang Yunhuan's dilated pupils refocused, shadows overlapped in front of his eyes, he saw clearly the face of the person holding him, he called his name softly, with a faint smile: "Jiang Hua..."

Jiang Hua let out a "hmm", but the sound transmission talisman did not activate, but the wind brought him a message from afar. He heard the desperate cry of the dying man.

He held Jiang Yunhuan's waist with his left hand, and asked the man to lean all his weight on his left arm. With his right hand, he gently stroked Jiang Yunhuan's cheek and the corners of Jiang Yunhuan's eyes, and he wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Jiang Hua looked at the drops of water on her fingertips and asked, "Are you crying?"

Although he was asking a question, he used an affirmative tone.

Jiang Yunhuan wanted to object that the tears did not come from emotion or reason, they were completely physical, but he did cry.And he doesn't have the strength to explain in detail now, so he didn't answer.

Jiang Hua asked again: "Are you afraid?"

Jiang Yunhuan still didn't answer, this question is easy to answer, yes or no, he is indeed afraid, but he is also a man who stands up to the sky, how can he admit so weakly...

"Are you afraid of death?" Jiang Hua asked the third question.

His tone has always been flat, without any ridicule or contempt, he is simply expressing doubts.

This time, after a moment of silence, Jiang Yunhuan nodded lightly. Maybe it was Jiang Hua's flat tone, or maybe it was because he escaped death. Face is not too important to him, and his rationality that has not fully recovered made him let go. Overcome all defenses and revealed his truest thoughts.

He is no longer the national teacher who is under one person and above ten thousand people, who wears countless honors and must always pay attention to his manners. He is just Jiang Yunhuan at this moment, an ordinary human being.He was really scared, no matter how many books he had read and how many legends about saints laughing at death, he was still unavoidably scared when it was his turn.

When you die, there is nothing left.He still has too much...too much nostalgia for the world, he still has a lot of unfinished business, and...Jiang Hua...he hasn't...

Jiang Yunhuan closed his eyes, buried his chin on Jiang Hua's neck, and wrapped his arms around Jiang Hua's back. He felt the warmth of this person, and his heart, which was restless because of fear, suddenly settled down. , he was no longer afraid of that terrifying demon king, and the dark clouds covering the sky in Yanshan Mountain could no longer bring him any pressure, because he knew that Jiang Hua was here.

Jiang Hua's golden eyes widened slightly, he rarely showed some helplessness, he didn't know what to do with Jiang Yunhuan's sudden embrace of him, he had never been hugged before.

Jiang Yunhuan had already buried his face on his neck, Jiang Hua felt the wetness on his shoulders, he didn't understand human feelings, nor did he understand Jiang Yunhuan's fear, death was too far away for him, those problems It's just a guess he got from observing human beings these days, and Jiang Yunhuan's performance seems to prove that he guessed right.

Jiang Hua thought for a while, and he comforted Jiang Yunhuan awkwardly, this small and fragile human being who would be afraid of death: "You don't have to be afraid, nothing can take your life away except time..."

Jiang Hua imitated the movements he saw from others, patted Jiang Yunhuan on the back, his golden eyes were full of seriousness, and he said every word: "This is my promise."

As soon as these few words were spoken, the cloud-covered sky suddenly sounded dull thunder, and the wind blew across the mountains. The wind and thunder were not summoned by any manpower or objects, but heaven and earth.

It heard this oath, and the words infused with powerful power are the deed, and the heaven and the earth are the witnesses, and they must not be violated. This wind and thunder is the expression of the heaven and the earth listening together.

Jiang Yunhuan let go of Jiang Hua, and looked at the sky in astonishment. He never imagined that Jiang Hua gave him such a heavy promise, how could he bear it...

Jiang Hua still looked indifferent, as if what he said was nothing serious, suddenly, his eyes turned to the right, and he quietly approached the dormant vines and suddenly made an attack.Mu Jin had been watching Jiang Hua and Jiang Yunhuan's conversation coldly, and some sarcasm arose in his heart. Such a heavy promise can be said but not necessarily fulfilled.

No matter how strong Jiang Hua is, Yanshan is his home field!

On Yanshan Mountain, he is invincible!

He wants to see, who is stronger and who is weaker, this little-known demon king, or himself!

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Isn't vixen cool?

He could be a little cooler!