Movie Emperor and Monster Traitor

Jiang Bing was almost stunned. The figure of the young man slashing his sword under the full moon was lingering in his mind for a long time.Those humming sounds that were not heard for a moment in Mingsha Mountain, when Jiang Bing was alone before, sounded like whispers of ghosts, but after this person appeared, these sounds became the drums of war!

The young man with golden pupils stepped on the drums and drove his horse down the sandy slope. The horseshoes brought up dust all over the sky. Although he was only one person, his aura was as powerful as a thousand troops.

General Chu raised his sword to meet him.He was no longer as contemptuous as he was when he was fighting Jiang Bing before. He raised his fingers and blew the whistle. The cavalry followed the order and surrounded the young man with black horse and black armor together with General Chu.

For a while, no one cared about Jiang Bing.Jiang Bing stood up, found a safer sandy slope, and hid.

The two groups of people have already exchanged hands. The young man is not as cautious as Jiang Bing at all. He is afraid of hurting people's lives. Without a sword edge, it cannot pierce flesh and blood, making it quite awkward.

The brows and eyes behind the mask frowned slightly, and when he swept down the rushing soldiers again, he snatched the sharpened long knife from the opponent's hand.With a sharp weapon in hand, the one-sided massacre began.

Jiang Bing's mood changed from being surprised by seeing the other party to frightened. The flying stumps and gushing blood from time to time told him that the person who came might not be the hero who saved people, but a bloodthirsty monster.

The young man's movements were clean and neat. He harvested life without pity or hesitation. The gentleness and harmlessness when feeding the biscuits before was an illusion, and the hideous animal pattern mask seemed to be his real face.

Soon, the Chu army fell in a pool of blood, and the last person knelt down on the ground. The blade was across the neck of the bearded general. The young man swung the blade and beheaded without hesitation.

The flying head rolled along the wind, and rolled to Jiang Bing's body, and the fear of death was hidden in the open eyes.

He didn't leave a single one alive!Even those war horses were not spared, the blood accumulated in small channels slowly seeped into the sand, and the yellow dust was stained with blood.

Apart from Jiang Bing and him, there is no living thing here.The young man with the animal pattern mask turned his face to Jiang Bing.

The animal pattern mask was stained with the blood splattered during the killing, and the golden pupils exposed on the mask were emotionless, not cold like a mortal, but more like a beast that only knew how to kill.Just looking at him, Jiang Bing took a step back in shock.

The young man clamped the horse's belly, and the white horse trotted towards Jiang Bing.Jiang Bing couldn't help but took another two steps back, he paused, he stepped on something, he looked down, it was the elusive sword.

He didn't have such deep fear just now when he faced the long sword cut by the general of Chu State, so he hesitated, but now, he picked up the sword on the ground without hesitation, and he pointed forward with the sword pointing at himself. One man and one horse came running.

The young man stopped the white horse, and he turned the white horse sideways, facing Jiang Bing himself.Jiang Bingqiang held on and did not retreat.The young man stretched out his left hand, which was not holding the knife, and slowly touched Jiang Bing's neck.

He didn't move fast, Jiang Bing's gaze followed the young man's hand forward, and when he was about to touch his own, he finally couldn't hold back and backed away a bit.

The outstretched hand was in vain, the young man tilted his head, staring at Jiang Bing blankly.

He didn't continue to move forward forcefully, he thought for a while, he retracted his hand, took off the animal pattern mask on his face, and threw it casually, he took off the helmet again, revealing the short black hair, which was blown by the night wind Fluttering.

After revealing his true face, Jiang Bing couldn't help being shaken again, because the other person's appearance is really...too deceptive!

When the young man took off his mask, the golden pupils that should have been fierce turned into innocent and bewildered against that face.

Jiang Bing told himself in his heart: "This appearance is deceiving! Look at his blood-stained armor, he is a demon who kills without batting an eye!"

He kept giving himself psychological hints and built a high wall of defense in his heart.

However, the young man's next move smashed down the high wall.He said four words in non-standard Mandarin: "Mr. Gingerbread..." He stumbled, if Jiang Bing was not sensitive to this nickname, he would not be able to understand what he was talking about.

After saying it once, the young man quickly said it again: "Mr. Gingerbread." This time it was much smoother and more standard.

Jiang Bing was very surprised. The other party could speak Chinese?No, not right.He quickly denied this idea. When the young man said it for the first time, it was obviously the first time he spoke Chinese, and his words were not so formal, and even had a little western retroflex.But the other party quickly corrected the pronunciation by himself, so...he just learned it?when?

Jiang Bing thought about it intently, they had just been in contact with each other for a day, and the other party only had so much time to learn, and the words that the other party was exposed to the most were probably the "Mr. Gingerbread" when others called him.

Because others called him that, so he memorized the pronunciation, and now he repeats it?This learning ability is too strong!Jiang Bing was so engrossed in his thoughts that he forgot to be afraid for a moment, so he had wronged him when he suspected that the other party had intellectual problems.

Jiang Bing was ashamed of his learning ability anyway. From this point of view, not only was there no problem with the young man's intelligence, but he was also very smart.While Jiang Bing wanted to understand, even greater doubts followed one after another. How could such a smart person not even speak?And the performance is really a little dumbfounded.

Before he could continue to think, the young man suddenly pulled the rein lightly. He turned the horse's head, looked sideways at Jiang Bing, and called out again: "Mr. Gingerbread."

He spoke more and more fluently, and the voice that was as clear as a mountain spring recited this nickname, which was as beautiful as the song of a bird.The opponent is not only good-looking, but also has a good voice. Although the figure is not obvious under the armor, but judging by the opponent's sharp skills and the muscle lines between chopping and slashing, the figure is definitely not bad. He is simply a born star embryo.

Jiang Bing shook his head and waved away the thought that he was running further and further away. The blood on the ground had not been swallowed up by the quicksand, and the dead head was still in place. How could he start thinking about these messy things!

His slightly drooping sword edge was erected again, he clenched the hilt tightly, and looked at the young man nervously.

The young man did not treat him as fiercely as he did against the soldiers of Chu before. He neither forced Jiang Bing nor pointed the blade of his right hand at Jiang Bing.Thinking about it carefully, the other party appeared here, more like to save him.

Jiang Bing couldn't help but waver again, he couldn't figure out who the young man was.The young man turned his back to him, and silently turned his head, as if signaling himself to follow him.

Jiang Bing hesitated for a moment. Although he still didn't put down the strange red sword, he didn't point at the young man either.He took a few steps forward, kept a safe distance from the young man, and followed behind him.

The young man rode forward slowly on the white horse. He deliberately slowed down so that Jiang Bing behind him could keep up.

The two walked together under the moonlit night, and Jiang Bing noticed that they were walking back, which was the direction of Crescent Lake.

The spring water under the moonlight is clean and clear, as beautiful as the eyes of young people.The faint full moon is reflected in the water.

The white horse's hoof stepped into the clear spring water, and the horse's hoof was half submerged in the water, so he waded.Following the order of the driver, the white horse stopped near the shore, and the young man riding the white horse under the moon looked back at Jiang Bing, sending a silent invitation.

Jiang Bing stepped forward as if bewitched, and when he realized that he was already standing in the knee-deep spring water, he spat at himself for a little while in his heart.

He forcefully ordered his body to look away from the opponent. He looked at the water surface. The reflection on the water surface was exactly the same as that of the young man. The black armor shone like metal under the moonlight, clean and dust-free.

Clean and dust free...wait for it!Jiang Bing suddenly realized something was wrong, the opponent's armor was obviously covered in blood!He killed so many people!

He raised his head in shock and looked at the young man. The young man's body was like a reflection in the water, clean and dust-free.

Jiang Bing suddenly thought of something, he looked at the water again, this time, he was looking at his own reflection.In the reflection, his face was pale, revealing weakness from excessive blood loss.

Small ripples suddenly appeared on the calm water surface, which was the shock caused by liquid dripping into the lake surface.Jiang Bing looked at his right hand in the water surface, the water surface reflected all tangible things, and the spring water made the illusion of demons bewitching people's hearts invisible.I don't know when a wound was bitten open on my right hand. The wound was an inch long, and the blood flowed profusely. I didn't notice it all the time!Until now, Jiang Bing felt the pain in his right hand.The gluttonous animal pattern on the hilt of the sword is gnawing at the flesh and blood of the wound, and what drips down is the blood from the monster's mouth.