My Love Options Are A Bit Difficult

2021-05-08

  Chapter 403 Destiny is always impermanent    "It’s not entirely because of their love, It’s that the newly appointed shogun was a subordinate of the previous shogunate, and he is now ordering the killing of King Kiki. The villagers are afraid of being implicated, so they want to take the initiative to take King Kiki first, otherwise they will suffer. Implicated and killed."

Amamiya Izumi put his cheeks in his hands, and said with a sullen expression on his face.

This is a bit more logical for Natsume Kaede, because it was because of the previous general's subordinate, so even now I am on the throne of the shogunate, but in order to stabilize my rights and status, At the very least, clean up the remnants left behind.

And the protagonist, Qimu, is naturally the first one, which can be said, and the villagers are afraid of being implicated, so they attack the group, and want to put them to death first, so as to avoid everyone from being affected by the general. The blame, this is also very reasonable.

But if it were just that simple and ended, wouldn't it be too shameful for other screenwriters?    Natsume Kaede feels that there will be some sorrow operations in the future, such as a burst of air at a critical moment, overdrawing the body and turning on Wushuang to kill and clean, and finally even the countryside, and ran directly into the mountains.

Or the dragon slayer will eventually be Jackie Chan, re-assemble the army gathered in the past, slash the new shogunate, and then become a general and live a life of singing and dancing.

But fate is always impermanent, and it is fun to tease people.

The creatures of screenwriters are more fun to tease the audience.

No audience can guess whether the next moment screenwriter will feed you shit or sugar. It is possible that the screenwriter’s brain will start to collapse immediately after a short circuit.

Originally, this thing in the TV series is artificially modified. The status of the screenwriter of the island country is the second only to supervise in the crew. Some guys even supervise and serve as screenwriters. This kind of script is not what people want to do. If you change it, you can change it. Someday you will get shit when you drink horse urine. This is actually a normal phenomenon.

Natsume Kaede, who can't figure out the temper of the screenwriter, doesn't dare to be sure at this moment. The domestic dramas and island countries in his mind are still a bit unacceptable, so he reluctantly comforted her with popular words: " These things may not be certain for the time being, maybe he will be alive later, it would be better to continue watching."

I don’t know if his comfort has worked, or the plot of the TV series has reached. After reaching the top, the indignation on Amamiya Izumi's face faded a little.

While staring at the TV screen, she said perfunctorily: "Hmm."

Natsume Kaede shook the head helplessly, not knowing what to think about.

I had to say that the remaining cold tea in the cup was drunk, and then the teapot was filled with steaming tea.

To be honest, he could not help but become interested in this TV series when he thought of it here. He wanted to know what kind of ending the screenwriter would end with. If it was the same as what he thought, it would be normal. The brain circuit of the divine drama that continues the brain damage is somewhat interesting if it ends with another contrast.

Curiosity is the starting point that pushes a person to understand someone or something.

So Natsume Kaede also fixed his eyes on the TV screen.

The frequency of color frames instantly reflects in the pupil, and the picture is transmitted from the pupil to the optic nerve, forming a pulsating color picture.

The lens has been switched again.

In the backyard of the Great General Mansion of Nuo, the pear blossoms bloomed very quietly, and the sky full of snowflakes fell softly from the sky, and pieces fell on the dust, some melted into the water disappeared, and some are involved in the snow.

A warrior in black and red antler armor came slowly, and pale snow fell on his helmet and shoulder armor and stopped, becoming the only point white in the dark color of his body. In the end, he Stopped in front of Kiki-kun and Ming Huajian.

At this time, the two heroes and heroines looked a little embarrassed, the hair on their foreheads were all stained with dust and messy, and they were kneeling on the ground with heavy chains on their hands and feet. They have lost the vigor that they used to be, but their eyes are still different from the gloom of the dying person, and they still retain a trace of light and splendor.

The protagonist named Cheki smiled bitterly, lifts the head and looked at the black armored warrior, and said with a tragic said: "Is it still impossible to escape this day?"

Wearing The warrior in the black and red antler armor did not speak, but slowly drew the knife from his waist.

The moiré engraved knife emits a brilliant blade light under the reflection of rays of light, and some of them even make the two people in front of them afraid to look directly at it.

The black armored warrior lifted the knife over his head. The blade exudes a chill in the winter, and the blade glow now exudes different piercing needles.

"You guys who have trouble Izumo, have no last words left?"

A thick and gloomy voice came from behind the black and red armor. The newly appointed shogun uttered his own words for the first time.

The two kneeling in front of him silently glanced at each other, and after a miserable laugh with each other, they didn't say anything, just silently closed their eyes.

Phew! The    blade of the knife curls the snowflakes in the air, and the chill is condensed on the edge of the blade, and the meaning of death is biting.

Three seconds later.

The man named Qimu eyes slowly opened, just after watching a knife plunge into the soil in front of him, from the corner of his eyes, he can still see the figure of the warrior wearing black armor going away. It turned out to be a little dazed in place.

It seems to be the strangeness and doubts about not killing himself, but also the rejoicing and embarrassment for the rest of his life. He knelt on the spot for a while not knowing what to do.

"Master Chess."

The woman next to her whispered to him.

"Famous Flower."

The man's eyes gradually recovered some clarity.

"The general doesn't seem to want to kill us."

The woman let out a cold breath, and said with some confusion.

"He might just be afraid of dirtying his hands."

The man was slightly taken aback, glanced at the knife in front of him, and said for a while.

"But we are indeed damned people, and shouldn't exist in this world anymore."

The woman's voice gradually became a little lower.

"So."

The man was silent for a while.

"If you have the next life, can you marry me for the first time?"

After a long time, the woman looked at the man, her eyes flashing brightly.

"I will."

The man just answered briefly and affirmatively.

"If this is the case, it is better to reenter the reincarnation and clean up the ashes."

The woman could not help but smile lightly when she got the man's answer.

"Then let me accompany you on Yellow Springs Road this time."

The man gradually looked in front of him, gently exhales one breath saying, Calm down his mood.

"Please do so."

The woman gently embraced the man's waist and hooked her hands to his broad back.

Brake!   The sound of the blade breaking through the soil is a bit astringent.

Pu chi!

The sound of the tip of the knife inserted into the flesh is very abrupt, and it also carries a penetrating ear-piercing sound.

The two men and women kneeling in the snow and hugging each other, the abdomen was penetrated by a knife that exuded a chill, and the white and flawless snowflakes were scattered on the tip of the knife. The drop of blood on the tip of the blade was stained with red, and there was a sense of inexplicable sadness.

As the lens gradually increased, the figures of the two of them became more and more blurred, and finally only a piece of daylight remained.

Three black border subtitles gradually appeared on the TV screen.

[End of the play]

(End of this chapter)