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"Who knows?" Qian Jiangyue smiled, "I also brought him a gift." As he said, he opened the black suitcase again and took out a small black box and a wooden spoon from it.

As soon as Qiancang was about to speak, suddenly, blue silk threads appeared around him, and the intermittent blue silk threads were connected end to end, and a familiar scene appeared in front of him again.

This is... time stops!

In shock, he rechecked his skills, but, unfortunately, the leader of Time Tomb was still gray and could not be used.

Wuyou, who was sitting on the ground, moved his fingers. Then, his right hand was slowly raised and stretched forward, but in fact the right hand that stretched forward was not the original right hand, but the other hand extending from Wuyou's body. His hand was translucent and pale yellow, like a...spiritual body.

The light yellow right hand keeps moving forward, and a brand new body appears along with the arm. This body maintains a healthy human shape. The overall color is the same as that of the arm, but the face is empty. The biggest difference is that it is light yellow. The expression of the spirit body is not sluggish, and obviously has its own subjective consciousness.

"kill me!"

The pale yellow spirit body leaped forward and knelt in front of Qiancang.

"Cang Yi, I know, you can kill me, quickly, I am here, I am not dead, and I can also accumulate strength, one day I will break free of the shackles, so..."

The light yellow spirit body in front of him seemed to be the real nothing, possessing the original consciousness of nothing.

After real Wuyou finished speaking, he raised his head, his eyes filled with prayers. Seeing Qian Cangyi did not respond, he kept kowtow:

"...You can do whatever you want to me, as long as you kill me completely, do you remember what I did to you? And your teammates, yes, I killed them, wait until I find a way, etc. I regain my control, and I will kill them right away in front of you. Do you want to experience it again? Hehehehe...you won't really leave a problem here, right?"

With that, Wuyou laughed, but there was no such despicableness and treacherousness as before, and more of... madness.

The words of nothing brought back Qian Cangyi’s memories. The anger and unwillingness once gathered in his heart. However, no matter what Wuyou said, he did not express anything, not because he didn’t want to, but because he couldn’t. Now he can watch it while time stops. He listened, but he couldn't act like before, at least, in this city in the clouds, he couldn't do it.

Everything seems to be an endless loop.

As far as Wu You is concerned, only his former opponents can end what he has experienced now. The problem is that he doesn't know that Qian Cangyi can't use the leader of the Time Tomb, or even tell him about it.

"Have mercy on me? I know I was wrong. I shouldn't be against you. I shouldn't kill other actors. I shouldn't take the lives of other actors seriously. I deserve it. I deserve to die. I deserve to die..."

Wu You knelt and came to Qiancangyi's foot, holding Qiancangyi's feet with both hands, as if Qiancangyi would not let go as long as Qiancang did not agree.

Qiancang suddenly understood that the life and death of nothing is related to him, but how to deal with it is not something he can decide. This is the punishment of **** movies. To live forever in pain, or to suffer in eternal life, this is endless torture. .

At this moment, a white skeleton was drilled out of Wuyou's original body. The skeleton grabbed Wuyou's feet and pulled the latter back into the body.

The Wuyou spirit body cried, and firmly embraced Qian Cangyi's right foot with both hands. Seeing this posture, it seemed that he would not let go when he died.

Soon, two skeletons were drilled out of Wuyou's body again, and they grabbed the hands of Wuyou's spirit body. Under the pull of the white skeleton, the hands of the dead spirit body gradually loosened, and he cried and prayed, without the confidence he once had.

Qiancangyi still stood in place, motionless. No matter how he pulled between the black spirit body and the white skeleton, his body didn't move half way.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

The blue silk thread forming the circle is untied, spliced ​​together, and gradually disappears.

Everything around was restored to its original condition, Wuyou still sat on the ground, Qian Jiangyue was still preparing gifts, as if nothing had happened.

As soon as Qian Cang looked at nothing, he felt like a world away. The previous generation of actors has become the past, and the current actors are writing a new chapter. He turned his head and looked at Qian Jiangyue and found a camera in the suitcase.

"Is that a camera?" He pointed to the palm-sized camera on the right side of the suitcase.

"Yes, what's the matter?" Qian Jiangyue stopped working, "Could it be..." There was a smirk on his face, "...what do you want to do to Wuyou?" He stepped forward and gently touched Qiancangyi. He said, "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone." After speaking, he patted Qian Cangyi on the shoulder to signal the latter to feel relieved.

Qiancang sighed, "It's just a photo."

"I understand, I understand, I understand." Qian Jiangyue nodded repeatedly, holding the camera in her hand, "What kind of photo? What pose do I need to make Wuyou pose? In this pose, or let him lie on your feet while you step on him, Or is he kneeling in front of you?"

As soon as Qiancang raised his left hand and pressed his temple, he was too lazy to explain. He took a deep breath and said: "Just an ordinary photo, no special posture." After finishing speaking, he walked to Wu You and said softly. ,"stand up."

After receiving the order, Wuyou, who was sitting on the ground, quickly stood up, with his hands hanging on his side, and matched the dull expression on his face, as if he was standing in a penalty spot.

Qiancang turned around and straightened the collar on Wuyou's body, bent over to pat the dust on Wuyou's buttocks, and then stood on the left side of Wuyou, with his hands behind his back, his head held high.

"Huh?" Qian Jiangyue was a little surprised, "Did something happen just now? Why are you so good to Uzbekistan? Did the time stop just now?"

Qiancang was not surprised by Qian Jiangyue’s precise intuition. He shook his head and replied: "What I respect is not nothing but our efforts and the times we have experienced. If nothing is really like now Let it be judged by others, then everything we have fought for will be like a joke. Torture him has never been our goal, our goal has always been to make everyone's life better."

Speaking of this, he paused for a while.

"He has been punished as he deserves."

Qian Jiangyue removed the camera placed in front of his eyes, "You are right, but not all right." He adjusted the angle, raised the camera, and looked at the shutter, "It's okay."

A photo slides out from the side of the camera. Qian Jiangyue took out the photo, tossed it, and then held it up high, "What's wrong, something is wrong..."

As soon as Qiancang left Wuyou, he walked to Qian Jiangyue.

Qian Jiangyue handed the photo to Qian Cangyi, "Look at his eyes."

As soon as Qiancang took the photo and placed it in front of him, he found that the eyes in the photo were no longer empty, and the expression was not dull, as if he had restored his original sanity at the moment the shutter was pressed~www.readwn.com~, if given People who don’t know may think this photo is a commemorative photo.

The end of an era also means the opening of a new era. We need to face new challenges and we need to say goodbye to the past.

Those past events that no one knows are buried in history, no matter how erratic, and perhaps, at some point in the future, there will be a career as an actor historian to unearth unknown secrets.

Qiancangyi collected the photos.

"Okay, now it's time to do business." Qian Jiangyue put the camera away and picked up the previous black box and spoon again. He came to Wu You and said in a gentle voice: "Be good, open your mouth..."

Wuyou opened his mouth.

Qian Jiangyue opened the black box. Inside the box, there was a black cube of sugar. There was a creamy liquid flowing freely on the surface of the cube. He put the black sugar on his tongue with a wooden spoon, "eat it." He added. One sentence.

Wuyou began to chew, and then swallowed the black sugar into his abdomen.