Movie Emperor and Monster Traitor

When he recalled the time, the general of Chu State who had turned into a ghost had already raised the same inflated evil sword. They seemed to have reached a certain kind of deal in an instant, and decided to work together to kill the two people in front of them first.

At the same height, young people can fight back and forth with each other, but facing such a five-meter-high giant, it would be a bit silly to go head-to-head.

The young man was obviously not stupid, he ran away with his horse.But every step taken by the opponent's huge horseshoe is equivalent to three or four steps taken by them, and they are about to be overtaken.

Jiang Bing looked at the giant who was stepping out a deep hole in the desert with every step behind him. While he was anxious, the young man turned around suddenly, and Jiang Bing met the young man's eyes unexpectedly.

The young man didn't look at him, but held his right hand instead.Jiang Bing's right hand is holding the token that can arouse the thunder, but the time is not working, the first time he didn't know how to do it, so he summoned the thunder, just now he wanted to repeat the same trick , As a result, the token flashed lightning, and there was no movement in the sky.

Then, General Chu's Wandering Soul joined hands with Xie Jian to become such a tall monster, and the token didn't even have a spark.The chain is dropped at the critical moment.

But as soon as the young man approached Jiang Bing's right hand, a purple electric current jumped from the token again, and the closer he was, the stronger the electric light became.Jiang Bing instinctively wanted to withdraw his hand, the young man would only be burned by lightning if he touched the token.

But the young man held him tightly, and glanced at Jiang Bing with golden eyes, Jiang Bing seemed to be captured by these eyes, and was stunned for a moment.

He no longer resisted, the young man held his right hand, and slashed across the token with the half of the long knife in his hand. The metal and the wooden token rubbed against each other. The thunder that showed.

The metal conducts electricity, and the lightning migrated from the token itself to the blade in the young man's hand.The young man slammed the white horse to a stop, jumped off the horse, and ran towards the oncoming giant holding up the half-length long knife that was flashing with lightning.

Jiang Bing stared blankly at the back of the young man, who rushed towards the monster that was several times his size with an indomitable momentum.

The general of Chu State also noticed this small figure who was overwhelmed by his own strength. He swung his sword downwards, and saw that the blade of the sword was about to cut at the young man.

Jiang Bing's pupils shrank, and at the critical moment of life and death, he had an idea. He recalled the feeling when he was filming, imitating Jiang Yunhuan's expression, and smiled contemptuously and flamboyantly: "Chen Jingye, don't come here without any problems."

Chen Jingye is the name of the unlucky Chu general in history. Hearing this, the ghost in front of him immediately raised his head. He no longer looked at the young man under his feet, but stared at Jiang Bing with eyes full of hatred. , he spit out a beast-like scream from his throat: "Jiang Yunhuan!"

In the next moment, the young man who ran to the giant's feet jumped up in the air, and the broken knife wrapped in the power of thunder on the token slashed towards the swollen figure of the ghost. The □□ immediately exploded on the spot.

The ghost was chopped off at the waist, and the young man landed on the sand and stood firm. He turned his head and looked at the two shadows howling in the thunder. Xie Jian and the wandering soul of General Chu separated again. Xie Jian wanted to escape. But it was wrapped in thunder and had nowhere to escape.

It was destroyed in the thunder, and the soul of Chen Jingye, the general of Chu State who had turned into a ghost, gradually became transparent, but he was still unwilling, the enemy was right in front of him, and when he was about to die, he used all the demon power in his body and issued the most vicious curse: " Jiang Yunhuan! I curse you! I curse you! You must die! Hahaha...!"

Laughter was mixed with thunder and thunder, and the thunder light illuminated the night as bright as day. Jiang Bing stood in place with his arms in front of him, avoiding the too dazzling light.

As the laughter faded away, the thunder light flickered on the spot for a few breaths, until it wiped out all the evil spirit remaining here before it would disperse.

Finally, both the evil sword and the fierce ghost disappeared under the force of thunder.Jiang Bing opened his eyes again, and the eyes that had been stimulated by the strong light revisited things, and some couldn't see clearly.

He blinked, his pupils slowly focused, and he saw the young man who was standing there thinking something.Coincidentally, the young man also raised his head to look at him, and Jiang Bing couldn't help showing a smile. This time, he should be out of danger.

Jiang Bing ran to the young man in three steps and two steps in parallel. Now he has no fear of the young man at all. After all, they have lived together and died together, and they also worked together to kill a demon and a ghost.

He grabbed the young man's right hand and looked at his fingers. The scorched marks were still there, but they had faded a lot. The other party recovered so quickly!But Jiang Bing thought again, the other party is a monster. Although he doesn't know what the prototype is, it's not surprising that he has a strong recovery ability.

He asked, "Does it hurt?"

The young man didn't answer, but tilted his head and looked at Jiang Bing in a daze. He called the name with some doubts: "Jiang Yunhuan...?" When he said the name, a strange feeling rose in his heart. Familiarity.

Hearing this, Jiang Bing explained: "That ghost admitted the wrong person. I'm not Jiang Yunhuan. Jiang Yunhuan died more than 1000 years ago. My name is Jiang Bing. You can also call me Mr. Gingerbread."

The young man looked at Jiang Bing with his beautiful golden eyes, and repeated: "Mr. Gingerbread?"

Jiang Bing nodded affirmatively. After seeing that the young man was fine, he turned to look around, thinking about how to get out of this ghostly place.

This place is completely cut off from the reality. The tourist facilities that should have been on the Crescent Moon Spring are nowhere to be seen. It is completely undeveloped. The so-called demon realm, which is independent of the real world and forms its own space, is probably similar.

Although the terrain is exactly the same, it is completely different from the real tourist attraction Crescent Lake.

Jiang Bing asked the young man: "Do you know how to get out?" He was brought here by the evil sword for no reason, but the young man seemed to have come here by himself, and he probably knew the way out.

Sure enough, the young man nodded, he walked back to the white horse, and flew onto the horse.Jiang Bing followed him, supported the young man's outstretched arm, borrowed some strength, and easily rolled onto the horse's back.

The crisis has been resolved, and the white horse has been running around all night, a little exhausted, so the two let the white horse walk slowly on the desert.

In such a strange place, the two of them seemed to be taking a leisurely walk.

Jiang Bing also asked questions as he walked. He is not a talkative person, but the experience of this night was so wonderful that he had a lot of questions to ask.

"Can you understand Chinese?"

The young man nodded and shook his head, Jiang Bing guessed: "Can you understand part of it?"

The young man nodded, and Jiang Bing asked again: "What kind of monster are you?"

Jiang Bing made a bold guess: "Deer spirit? Dog spirit? Wolf spirit?"

The young man was silent for a moment, then shook his head.

What does it mean to shake your head?Although the young man has spoken a few sentences in Chinese, he still seems not very proficient, unable to express too complex meanings, and can only express it by simply nodding and shaking his head.

Jiang Bing could only continue to guess: "Are you shaking your head to say that you can't tell me, or that you don't know?"

The young man nodded when Jiang Bing said his second guess, and Jiang Bing said in surprise: "You don't know? You don't even know what kind of monster you are?!"

This is probably as ridiculous as an adult saying that he doesn’t know whether he is a man or a woman, but combined with the young man’s performance all the time, the other party seems to have been confused. Jiang Bing couldn’t help but believe it, and he asked, “Why don’t you know?”

"forgotten."

Jiang Bing was not surprised by this answer, on the contrary, he felt a sense of suddenness. He said where did the inexplicable newborn child-like clean temperament come from the other party. Just like a newborn child.

"Then you don't even know your own name?"

The young man nodded again.

Jiang Bing felt that the other party was a little cute like this, so he joked: "You can't speak, or just call Jiang Hua, Jiang Hua, talk, hahaha..." He couldn't help but be amused by his own joke.

But the young man showed no amused expression at all. The moment he heard the name Jiang Hua, his expression suddenly froze. These two words were like a key, and the dusty memory fragments were awakened with this name.

"I have trekked through the wilderness, it is a dead place where no life exists, the land is barren and barren, and the vegetation is withered, but even so, I have seen a tenacious life in the dead place. Not uprooted, it will extend its root system to the water source several meters deep underground, and find a way of life in the dead. I will name you Birch, no matter how hopeless and helpless you fall into death in the future, even if there is no one in the world I want you to live, I hope you can..." The man in the memory touched his cheek with his hand, and said softly and firmly: "Live..."

As if a stone fell into the lake, the blank memory suddenly turned into waves.

The wind and sand suddenly picked up, and the wind from Crescent Moon Spring blew across his back and ears, and he heard a familiar yet unfamiliar voice shouting behind him: "Jiang Hua, you must live!"

He yanked the reins, "Woo!" The horse neighed, the white horse lifted its front hooves off the ground, stomped a few times in mid-air, and turned its direction according to the driver's strength.

Jiang Bing was startled by the sudden turn of the other party's head, and quickly hugged the young man's waist so as not to fall off the horse.He wondered, "What's wrong?"

The young man didn't answer, he looked in the direction of Crescent Moon Spring, but no one was calling him, all that was his confused memory.The ocean of memory turned up waves, he frowned and tried to think, but behind the waves, there was nothingness.His expression became dazed again.

After stopping for a while, he turned his horse's head around again and continued on the same path.

Jiang Bing didn't know why, but the young man didn't answer him. He could only keep his doubts in his heart. In order to prevent the other party from suddenly braking suddenly, he hugged the other party's waist tightly with both hands.

After stabilizing his figure, he suddenly turned his head to look at Crescent Moon Spring. Occasionally, there was a breeze blowing across the lake, and then blowing towards the sand hill beside the spring.

The long night is coming to an end, the sky is slowly brightening, the clear spring water reflects the first ray of sunlight in the east, the sparkling light is as beautiful as the golden eyes of young people.There was really nothing unusual, Jiang Bing looked back with some doubts.

"Jiang Hua." The young man suddenly spoke again, but Jiang Bing didn't realize it for a while: "What?"

The young man thought for a while, and then spit out two words with some irregular pronunciation: "Name."

Jiang Bing was taken aback, the other party recognized the name he chose casually, which is too casual!However, in addition to being surprised, he felt a sense of responsibility in his heart. Since he had chosen a name, no matter whether the other party was a human or a monster, he seemed to be unable to let go of it at will.

What a big trouble!He complained in his heart, but the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably.The white horse is walking slowly in the vast desert, with the footprints of horseshoes behind it.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the horseshoe prints were abruptly interrupted behind them. Neither of them turned their heads, nor did they notice that they had left the mirrored place that was exactly the same as Mingsha Mountain.

The author has something to say:

get name x1

Who is in the memory, in fact, it is very obvious =w=