Chapter 227: The Movie Is Showing

Wu Ya stabbed the spear horizontally, and shot the arrow for Zhao Zhen.

At this moment, the team has come to the center of the street. On the high walls on both sides, a man in black slipped down silently along the rope, holding a horizontal knife and slashing at the surrounding guards!

The assassination began again, Bai Hao and Bai Jingjing's eyes lit up!

Gong Nanbei's movements were neat and tidy. Every time he stabbed, he would definitely kill the enemy. Blood splashed around, but his expression did not change.

There were bursts of admiration in the cinema, and people could be heard talking about Gong Nanbei's name from time to time.

Several film critics rewrote the two big characters Wuya in their notebooks. Looking at this role now, it is indeed very good, and it has a certain role in promoting the plot.

Looking at the audience's reaction, we know that this character will definitely attract some fans.

The plot continued, Zhao Zhen and others broke out of the siege and came to the palace.

Zhang Fang was shot through the wrist, the gate of the palace opened, and the audience breathed a sigh of relief.

According to the original work, after entering the palace, the emperor saw that Zhao Zhen looked almost exactly the same as himself. At that time, he passed the throne directly to him. The third prince wanted to rebel, but he was killed by the masters around the eight princes. The thing is to destroy the whole family of the three kings!

Now that everyone is in the palace, it should be safe!

As soon as the audience thought of this, they saw the densely packed, endless soldiers blocking the palace road in front of them!

The door behind him was not closed, and the pursuers rushed here.

In an instant, a deep sense of despair swept through, there were tigers blocking the road in front, and a pack of wolves chased after them.

Gong Nanbei was also very fascinated by it. At the time of filming, there were only 400 people in the group performance, but after post-processing, there were at least 1,000 people in the group. It was so spectacular!

Zhao Zhen in the picture roared, "This is in the imperial city! Who gave you the courage to let you stop me from going to see His Majesty!"

Not a single enemy soldier spoke, they just moved forward step by step, the feeling of despair getting stronger and stronger.

Zhao Zhen looked up to the east, and said with some self-deprecation: "I don't know, can I see the sun today?"

Behind him, Wu Ya didn't speak, just looked at Zhao Zhen with reluctance and determination in his eyes.

Many young viewers felt nervous when they saw it, and instantly remembered the picture of Wuya vomiting blood in the trailer.

There was even a female audience member who shouted directly: "No Wuya!"

The sound seemed a bit abrupt in the movie theater, but no one said anything, and everyone stared nervously at the picture.

Zhao Zhen gritted his teeth and roared: "Even if I die today, I have to die in front of the hall! Brothers, rush over, those who are undead today will be rewarded with hundreds of acres of fertile fields and thousands of taels of gold! If I have the day of the great treasure, I will be awarded the title of Marquis of Ten Thousand Households!"

When the guards around him heard this, their eyes began to turn red.

If you rush, you will die. If you don't rush, you will die. It's better to give it a try! kill!

The guard led Zhang Fang, holding the knife in his intact hand and shouting: "Kill!"

Zhao Zhen also pulled out the horizontal knife and roared: "Brothers! Go!"

After he finished speaking, he rushed forward first, but Wu Ya took the lead and opened the way for him!

The fighting along the way was more cruel than before, and the horses were cut to pieces by random blades before they went too far.

Fifty people, to a thousand people! If it weren't for the narrowness of the palace road here, they would have been stabbed into hedgehogs long ago.

Zhang Fang died in battle, Zhao Zhen roared and wanted to go back to rescue, but let Wu Ya stubbornly pull his neck and pull him back abruptly.

When they finally rushed to the gate of the palace, there were only four of the fifty people left.

The enemy soldiers were also intimidated by them, and they did not dare to step forward for a while. Wu Ya banged on the palace door desperately, but there was no response.

At this moment, let alone Zhao Zhen, even the audience was desperate.

Originally, they thought it was an old story, what could be interesting? But now they can't help but get nervous with the plot.

When they saw Uya shoot his spear into the palace wall as a ladder, all the audience became nervous. Even Bai Jingjing next to Gong Nanbei was the same, staring at the screen with big eyes, for fear of missing any shots.

The two promoted guards held up Zhao Zhen's legs, but were shot dead by the enemy's random arrows.

Just as Zhao Zhen was about to fall, Wu Ya reappeared, holding Zhao Zhen's feet with both hands, and lifted him up abruptly.

The background music plays, and the surrounding camera slows down.

Wu Ya tried to smile at Zhao Zhen, as if to reassure him. This was the first time he smiled in the play, a little bit of sunlight shone on his face, his mouth moved, and there was no sound, but the audience could I understand, he said 'live well'

"elder brother!"

Zhao Zhen's voice was as mournful as a cuckoo cries for blood, and the enemy soldiers behind him also rushed up and slashed at Wu Ya, Wu Ya's body trembled with the light of the sword, but his hands did not let go until Zhao Zhen stepped on it. With the long spear, he turned around and threw himself at thousands of knives, and roared at his deathbed: "Go!"

His voice was hoarse and unpleasant, but none of the audience disliked it, and even many emotional audiences were already weeping.

The plot continues, Zhao Zhen climbed over the palace wall and ran to the palace, Wu Ya was lying on the ground, his armor was damaged, his eyes were cloudy and magnified, and he was looking in the direction of the palace wall until he died, and there was only relief in his eyes. The voice of the king.

"The sound is like a crow's cry, you will be called Wuya in the future..."

The plot continued, Zhao Zhen, covered in blood, rushed into the emperor's bedroom. The emperor knew that this must be his own flesh and blood when he saw Zhao Zhen's appearance, so he passed an order to let Zhao Zhen inherit the throne. The third prince naturally refused, but he did not expect that the old emperor had ambushed a knife and axe around the palace, and directly divided the body of the third prince.

The Eighth Prince smiled with relief. A year later, the first emperor passed away and Zhao Zhen became the new emperor. The first thing he did was to destroy the whole family of the Third Prince! Known as a tyrant, his reputation improved after years of benevolent governance.

In the blink of an eye, more than 20 years have passed, and Zhao Zhen of that year is already full of white hair.

In the picture, the white-haired Zhao Zhen is lying on a rocking chair in the imperial garden, and the two little eunuchs behind him gently fan him.

The flowers were blooming all around, Zhao Zhen's eyes were half-closed, looking at a dead tree, on which stood a few crows.

"Father, father!"

A crisp child's voice sounded, Zhao Zhen's face was filled with a smile, and he turned to look in the direction of the child's voice. In the next second, an extraordinarily cute little girl ran over.

The little girl was about three or four years old. After running over to salute earnestly, she jumped into Zhao Zhen's arms and said coquettishly: "Father, Ren'er misses father."

Zhao Zhen rubbed his little head and said, "Are you not willing to go to class again?"

The little girl in her arms said coquettishly, "Those homework are too difficult, Ren'er can't understand it"

The little girl was lying on Zhao Zhen's stomach. Seeing Zhao Zhen staring at the crow again, she couldn't help but wonder, "Father, why do you always like to look at the crow? The master said that the crow is an unlucky bird."

Zhao Zhen smiled and rubbed her little head. The crow on the tree seemed to have heard their discussion, and croaked twice,

The little girl asked innocently, "Father, can you understand what the crow is saying?"

Zhao Zhen nodded with a smile, with a look of memory in his eyes and said: "Yes, he is telling me, live well"