The elf trapping boy

Chapter 481 With you, life is worth eternity!

478. With you, life is worth eternity!

Deep in the secluded forest is the most sacred sacrificial place of the Star Butterfly Tribe. The Star Butterfly Saintess burns her life and dances a sacrificial dance in the night sky. Not as scorching as the scorching sun, not as bright as the cold moon, but humble and insignificant but endlessly shining star.

"Lili~"

The voice of Mimengdie is so shrill, I still have time to immerse myself in fear at this time, every time I flap my wings and fly forward, it is my beloved who uses the remnant body to withstand the attacks of the brutal and evil dark messengers again and again , How can I still be immersed in fear.

All the relatives in the tribe were killed by the dark minions, and blood soaked every inch of the tribe's land. She is the last hope of the tribe. Compared with any other ethnic group in the tribe, she is not as shining as the other party, but no matter how small the star of hope is, it is still hope.

The elder said that a spark can start a prairie fire, so let her incarnate the prairie fire that dispels the cold darkness and illuminates the night!

She seemed to hear the sound of her lover, Blade Mantis, falling to the ground and spitting blood. Has his knife been broken?Has his armor broken?In this case, let me fulfill the duty and mission of a saint!Let me protect everyone this time!

I am a saint, even if I never feel that I have any special features, even the awakened natal star is just the dimmest and smallest star. Meteors are also the most inconspicuous and dimmest meteors!

So what?No matter how dim a star is, it is still hope, no matter how dim a shooting star is, it is still a shooting star, the altar in the depths of the dense forest is hope, the last hope of this world that is about to be engulfed by darkness, even though it is also the place where her life ends, it is her and all The final tomb of the saint.

Death is not scary. Everything that a star butterfly experiences from birth to life is unpredictable, but death is the predictable end of all star butterflies. Since it is an unavoidable festival, go ahead What's wrong with joining in the fun!

After the death of the star butterfly, it turned into a sky full of stars, after the death of the saint, it turned into a shooting star across the night sky, and now the elders and other ethnic groups have turned into stars!They must be still sleeping when they have just transformed into stars, so let me turn into a shooting star and wake them up later, just like when I was mischievous when I was a child.

"Lili~"

Everyone will blink their eyes in surprise when they see me, right?I can wake them up. Didn't the peoples say that my voice is the loudest?The most disturbing lucid dream?I can definitely do it, right?

Passing through the dense forest, Dreaming Butterfly's weak body flew up to the altar surrounded by ancient rune totem stone pillars. In the dense forest, the Night Envoy had already attacked, and his scarlet and evil eyes were full of murderous intent. Haven't even blinked!

The Nightbringer is too cold-blooded, darkness is indeed the coldest thing, and the starry sky is the most beautiful.

"Bang~"

The knife limb was stuck on the big needle bee, and the blade mantis was trying his best to buy time for the dream butterfly to perform the sacrificial dance, but he had already run out of strength, and it was too late to be able to get stuck on the big needle bee and cause a little disturbance to the other party. Made a last effort.

Blade Mantis flicked the evil black-glowing gun arm vigorously, and the weak body of Blade Mantis was thrown out, hitting a rune totem stone pillar beside the altar heavily, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Seeing her lover fall in front of her, the tears in Mimengdiefen's eyes could no longer stop pouring out, but she didn't dare to interrupt her sacrificial dance, because she was able to fly to the altar to perform the sacrifice of the stars, it was the lover's life. The opportunity in exchange.

Mimengdie tremblingly closed her eyes, squeezed away the tears of pain with firmness and determination, and under the fear of darkness and the approach of death, her expression suddenly became unusually calm and serene.

The ferocious sting of the night messenger, the needle bee, has already pierced, and the darkness in the sky has become extremely thick, as if all the light in the world has been swallowed up by the darkness.

The track trolley slid smoothly on the sidelines, and several cameras filmed this heartbreakingly beautiful scene from different angles, and at the same time, it was so peaceful that people could unconsciously remember all the beautiful scenes in life.

"..."

A few Xiaoxia and a few girls on the sidelines couldn't help covering their hearts with their hands. In front of the poignant and sad story, even though they knew it was just a filming, they were still infected by the characters in the story.

The last guardian knights have all died in battle, and there are no more guarded dream butterflies. The plot has changed from cruelty to more cruelty. The unique perspective in the camera makes it look like the body has been pierced by the thorn of the big needle bee.

Mimengdie's delicate body slipped from the stinger of the wasp, like a broken piece of paper, sliding down lightly, as if her frail body had lost its weight at the moment when its life was gone.

The big needle bee's expression was still so cold and speechless, the scarlet hooked eyes were always so evil and penetrating, the night became darker and darker, and the cold air seemed to have poured in from the lapel of the neck, making people feel like shivering.

The sun and the moon dimmed, the stars hid, darkness fell—

Suddenly, a dim star flashed across the gorgeous silver wings of the dream butterfly that had just fluttered down from the altar. The light was so inconspicuous, but everyone standing on the sidelines felt a warm feeling in their hearts for no reason.

The ruthless and speechless Night Emissary was finally moved, and extreme panic suddenly burst out of the scarlet and evil eyes, and the fear, like ink dripping into the water, had spread and filled the eyes of the needle bee in an instant.

The night was getting darker, but the icy cold seemed to be fading away quickly.

Suddenly, a meteor pierced the dark night sky, like a flash of lightning, a ray of light, more like hope.

That shooting star was so bright and bright, bright enough to cut through the pocket of the night and release the dawn ahead of time, but the dawn did not come early, and stars gradually twinkled in the dark night sky.

A moment ago, the sky was still a dark and dim curtain. Meteors streaked across the sky, but in the blink of an eye, it became densely covered with stars. The bright stars kept twinkling, as if they were people who had just woken up from sleep. , constantly blinking sleepy eyes.

The night was still there, but the darkness was gone, and the icy cold also dissipated.

The stars are shining, and each one is trying hard to pour starlight, adding light and warmth to the night sky. Among them, there is a star that shines faster in the northern sky that attracts everyone's attention.

That star is not the most dazzling, but the frequency of its shining is extremely fast, as if a person who just woke up suddenly remembered something important to him when he woke up, and was anxiously searching for something .

That star is gold and silver, and the two-color star's brilliance is getting brighter and brighter, as if deliberately releasing its own light to let someone notice him. But there is no sense of competition with the surrounding area.

It is searching for something, and the frequency of flashes is getting faster and faster, as if it wants to break free from the shackles of the whole body, falling from the night sky and turning into a free meteor, looking for something important to itself.

Fool, what good is it to turn into a shooting star? It’s gone in the blink of an eye. How short the life cycle is. How good it is to be a star. You are eternal!
What's the use of eternity when the shooting star is gone.

——End of the play——

"Papa...it's perfect, thank you for everyone's hard work, the film still has some flaws, the post-production work can be done in the daytime tomorrow, there is enough time, everyone clean up and go back to rest!"

Wukong clapped his hands, and after thanking the staff of the photography team, he called Jin Zuoyuan to help him pack up the tools. The dream butterfly that fell on the altar flapped its wings and flew towards Wukong. The big needle standing above the altar The bee also lost its Mega evolution, and the blade mantis, which fell under the rune stone pillar of the prop, also flew over to help carry the shooting equipment together.

Only the gold and silver star in the northern night sky is left, struggling to flicker with high frequency, rejecting the eternity that belongs to it, and pursuing a certain short moment.

(End of this chapter)