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Ye Cang lowered his eyes, and when he raised his eyes again, he replied very calmly: "My name is Ye Cang."

Does it sound familiar?

That must sound familiar!

Osiri looked up suddenly.

He was stunned for about three seconds, and then his eyes wandered back and forth between the script held by the other party and his face, as if he had encountered some unsolvable problem.

This almost offensive look is undoubtedly not in line with Osiri's rigorous and reserved personality in the past, but his gaffe is really irresistible, and his rudeness is even more unavoidable.

As the center of the fire, Ye Cang looked calm, and even asked in confusion: "What's the matter, is this name not good?"

Osiri froze and tightened his throat: "...No one dares to say that this name is not good."

Ye Cang let out a light "huh" and then said with a smile, "Then this name is rare?"

Osiri's expression became more and more complicated: "No, it's very common."

Ye Cang... the name is just like an epic that has been passed down for thousands of years. It has been fermented in the precipitation of time, and it stands out from the crowd of words. Today, it has become radiant.

Many families in the interstellar world will name their children after their birth, which is full of meaning - "I hope that this little life that comes will be blessed by the legendary king."

Or something more daring - innate wisdom, god-given martial skills, flawless character... They hope their children can work towards these.

Don't dare to expect to be as perfect as that king, just want to touch a corner of that person's robe, and luckily one out of ten thousand.

Therefore, the word "Ye Cang", be it the real name, the homophony, or the homonym, especially in some wealthy families, has almost become an existence that the best heirs can compete for.

only……

Osiri stabilized his turbulent emotions: "It's a good name, it suits you very well."

——It was just a coincidence.

It was so coincidental that people couldn't help but have some extremely absurd idea, because it was so absurd that Osiri felt that he was bewildered.

"Shall we start?" Ye Cang's voice interrupted the man's wild thoughts, like a long wind blowing across the field, turning all restlessness into a long-lasting peace.

He shook the paper in his hand, "Didn't you mean to correct the script?"

Osiri came back to his senses, pressed his temples, and took a deep breath: "It's time to start."

He took out an identical backup script from the side, and turned to a certain page with incomparable skill, as if he had read it countless times.

"On page 48, that's where we start."

Ye Cang raised his eyebrows strangely when he heard the words, he remembered that Osiri's first scene was not going well, but he didn't expect that the other party chose not that part of the content.

So I skimmed through the first few pages, and flipped to the end of almost the entire book.

With just a rough glance, Ye Cang couldn't help twitching the corner of his mouth—this part is about the funeral held by his people for the king after he passed away.

Excluding some insignificant scene descriptions, what is left is basically describing the sorrow of the people and the mourning that occupies a large space.

Ye Cang: To be reasonable, should he feel sorry, or happy... No, it's strange to feel either way?

Immediately, he realized a question: "In this passage, how do you want me to respond to your lines? Aren't you playing the role of the king?"

The people here are like dogs, how can they act?

But Osiri looked straight at him and said, "No, I am here to play the king's subjects."

Ye Cang: "Then me?"

"You don't need to do anything, just look at me." Osiri said with a confident face and a solemn voice, "Your existence is very important, please cooperate."

Ye Cang sighed, that's all right, then he would be happy and at ease.

Almost at the moment of getting his consent, the aura of this interstellar superstar changed.

His expression didn't seem to change, however, a heavy and depressive emotion suddenly rose from him and spread out silently.The sky seemed to be covered by black clouds, and there was no light to be seen, which was suffocating.

It was an extremely heavy grief.The tears have been drained, the voice has been hoarse, only the most primitive roar is left, which is heart-piercing.

——At this moment, the man in front of him is no longer Osiri, but a subject who is about to bid farewell to the king in the ancient epic that spans thousands of years.

Ye Cang's heart skipped a beat when he was stared at by the man... Although he knew it was acting, what happened to this inexplicable sense of indebtedness?

The bright golden eyes were slightly quiet, he looked at the man without saying a word, and the air gradually became quiet.

The man stared at him, let his emotions ferment, and opened his mouth slowly after a while.The voice was low and hoarse, as if it had just been washed by a storm.

"My king," he stared at those golden eyes like some kind of unwilling pleading and begging, "why did you leave us, you are so heartless, abandoning your subjects!"

"Our tears merged into a long river, and the bravest heroes went down the river to the Hades, but the Hades couldn't find you."

"Our blood waters the plants, and the swiftest warriors climb up the vines to heaven, but heaven will not find you."

"There is no trace of you in the sky or in the world!"

That voice was panicked and bewildered, like an abandoned cub wandering alone in its lair, but it didn't know that its group had already migrated, leaving nothing but the dilapidated old land.

Ye Cang looked at the people in front of him, or in other words, he was looking at the group of people in the long past through the people in front of him.

The person who wrote this text thousands of years ago probably did not expect that this paragraph of words could still be seen by the person he asked for.

There was too much time between them, but in the end, this long-overdue appeal was sent to the person who should be heard the most and who was the least likely to hear it.

Ye Cang originally thought he would be sad, but in fact, he was surprisingly calm.

Those golden eyes seemed to turn into quiet black for a moment, and he stared at the mournful man in front of him, as if he was comforting a crying child who had fallen down.

"——I have completed my due mission."

This is an unwritten word in the epic, and it is also the king's answer to his people after a thousand years.

"——So far, life and death have been consummated, and things behind you will follow their own course. The road ahead is clear and open, and you can go on by yourself."

In fact, I'm glad you're doing so well without me.

The endless strength of human beings has finally opened up a vast sea of ​​stars for them, creating an incredible future like today.

Osiri was in a trance for a moment when he heard the words, he stared blankly at the person in front of him, not knowing for a while whether he was still in the play or outside the play.

The long-lasting throbbing in his chest finally reached its peak, and his reason could not stop him, making him stretch out his hand involuntarily...

But, suddenly—

"What are you doing."

The cold, ferocious, and undeniable voice sounded like thunder.

Along with this voice came a trembling aura, like an extremely dangerous beast casting a shadow that covered the sky and covered the whole world.

Osiri froze.

Before he could relieve his body stiffened by the sudden overwhelming power, Ye Cang, who was facing him, looked behind him.

Compared to Osiri who was tense all over, Ye Cang didn't seem to be affected at all, and even raised his hand to his forehead, showing helplessness with a headache.

With the sound of approaching footsteps, Osiri finally saw the appearance of the person coming.

——Red-haired and red-eyed, a man like a burning flame.

The vertical pupils that were obviously different from humans were staring at his unstretched hand, like a wild beast that had been invaded, with a shocking coldness.

Osiri felt for a moment that he would be killed by the opponent.

But this unfriendly malicious intent disappeared the moment Ye Cang opened his mouth.

"Why are you here?" Ye Cang looked at the red dragon.

Erga withdrew his gaze, he was easily attracted by the youth, and he didn't care about the ants beside him.

"If I don't come, have you forgotten me again?" The inaccessible coldness of the fierce beast before seemed to be an illusion. When facing the young man, the red dragon's expression was unprecedentedly vivid.

Ye Cang chuckled: "You know I can't."

Erga always talked fiercely, but in fact, Red Dragon honestly remembered what Ye Cang told him to keep a low profile, and he was completely a thief... Cough, lurking in.This made people who knew how unscrupulous he was in the past see it, and they didn't know how many eyeballs they would stare out.

However, Ye Cang looked at Osiri, who seemed to be completely stunned, and hesitated: "Osiri, he is..."

Before he could make up his identity, Osiri came back to his senses, clenched his finger bones a little bit, and then called out in a suppressed voice: "Dragon King...Erga!"

"Oh?" Erga raised his eyebrows and looked sideways, "You can actually recognize me."

Every time the Dragon King Erga left the lair, he went out to fight immediately. The huge and unparalleled red dragon was once the psychological shadow of countless races in the interstellar world.

As time passed, few people paid attention to his human form, and they didn't even think that Erga would be willing to condescend to turn him into a human.

But now, Osiri was able to recognize it.

Ye Cang calmed down, looking at the two thoughtfully.

At this moment, Erga seemed to remember something.

"The smell on your body is very familiar." He narrowed his red pupils, frowned after a while, and sneered, "...I see, you are his descendant."

Osiri tensed up suddenly.

Ye Cang tilted his head in doubt, Erga glanced at him, and his tone seemed to soften a little for an instant.

"Hundreds of years ago, after the famous Black Butterfly King Flower incident, the human race felt that it was difficult to fight and asked the dragon race for help. I went there out of boredom and met the emperor of that empire."

Ye Cang asked lightly, "Huh?", "I guess, did you ask him for an appearance fee by the way?"

Erga snorted, "I took the brightest jewel in his crown, which belonged to this kid's great-grandfather." After he finished speaking, he glanced at Ye Cang, "That jewel should still be in my lair , If you like it, I will give it to you, it is very shiny."

Ye Cang: "...No thanks."

Save some face for my great-grandfather.

After all, being able to be praised as "sparkling" by Erga is enough to show how much the gem meets the appetite of the Dragon Clan, and it also reflects how expensive it is.

He guessed that when Erga made the request, he had absolutely no other intentions, it was pure collection addiction.

However, the human race obviously didn't think so, and probably regarded it as a lifelong shame, and jumped with hatred.

Immediately, Ye Cang came to his senses again, and looked at Osiri in surprise: "So, you are still a member of the royal family?"

Osiri took a deep breath and replied: "There are currently two princes in the empire, and I rank second."

That is to say, it is the second prince.

Ye Cang was indeed a little surprised, not that this identity was so scary, but that a prince of an empire actually concealed his identity, and became an interstellar superstar all the way... Either it means that the royal family is harmonious and open-minded; or, the situation is delicate.

It was probably the aftereffects of King Cheng's career, and he could think of a lot when he thought about this area a little bit.

Seeing this, Erga said, "I heard earlier that the emperor of the empire is incompetent, and the actual ruler of the Northern Star Region has become his son. Now it seems that he is your elder brother. "

Osiri's expression changed and he did not refute.

Seeing his appearance like this, Er Jia immediately sneered: "I don't fight or grab, I'm a good brother, but unfortunately my brother is not a good brother."

Osiri looked up at him, and it took courage to meet those scarlet eyes: "...What do you mean?"

Erga gave him a condescending look with a mocking expression.He hated a naive and stupid guy like Osiri the most, if he hadn't got involved with Ye Cang, he wouldn't bother to talk to him at all.

"Let me tell you," Ye Cang immediately understood everything after combining the current information, "Osiri, to tell you the truth, in fact, Erga and his personal guards arrived at Amu a few days ago, and now the personal guards We are negotiating with the royal family."

All the tiny oddities before seemed to have an explanation at this point.

"I wondered before, why there is no news from the outside world, and why you seem to be completely ignorant."

Not to mention anything else, after buying tomatoes that day, Ke Wenxing's commander went back safely, and he must have reported this matter to the higher-ups.

Since the incident involved the "Dragon King Ega", and there were negotiations with Shu He and others later, the royal family must have known about the arrival of the Dragon Clan and that Ega was still here.

"Thinking about it now, if someone is deliberately blocking all this and guiding all this behind the scenes, it would make sense."

Ye Cang looked at Osiri calmly: "Who do you think that person is?"

The most likely answer - that Osiri's elder brother, the first crown prince of the empire, most likely wanted to get rid of Osiri with the help of the Dragon Clan or even Erga himself.

Erga was leaning against the wall, and he obviously thought of something with Ye Cang, his eyes lit up with a blaze of fire: "It's a lowly trick, if you dare to use the dragon clan as a spear, I will definitely make him pay the price."

This declaration was impulsive and irrational, and it seemed that it did not consider the general trend of the universe at all.

But the tacit understanding for a long time let Ye Cang know that Red Dragon did not say this sentence as the current Dragon King, but as if returning to the era of Ye Cang's rule——

Just as the most valiant warrior guarding the king, he dedicated his strength unreservedly, turning his body into a spear and shield in front of the throne.

Ye Cang gave a soothing look, and skillfully smoothed the red dragon's hair: "Don't worry, if this is really the case, there must be a follow-up. Just wait, maybe someone will come to you."