Chapter 470 I Was Arranged?(1/2)
Ning Ruan pointed her trembling finger behind Zhao Can, and Zhao Can trembled all over and subconsciously felt cold on her back.
At this moment, Zhao Can thought that it must be that it finally revealed its true body and showed it to others.
Turning back suddenly...
Zhao Can was so scared that he took a step back in a hurry.
It was a wizard wearing a hideous mask, shaking his head, the mask was hideous and terrifying, and stretched his neck to approach Zhao Can.
In the pool behind the wizard, there were some wizards wearing masks slowly walking up from the pool.
Ning Ruan was so scared that she grabbed Zhao Can's arm tightly and looked at the wizard's body.
"Shh! Stay calm and say nothing."
Zhao Can whispered a reminder.
He reached out and hooked Fatty Wang's hand to pull it to his side, but unfortunately the fat man was too heavy and could not pull it at all.
Ning Ruan pulled Zhao Can, as if asking Zhao Can, "What is he smelling about you?"
Zhao Can shook his head.
After a few gestures, Ning Ruan quietly hid there first. Ning Ruan shook her head firmly - follow life and death.
Zhao Can sighed.
I wouldn't have made up with her if I had known it.
Be more heartless and have a better way to survive.
at this time.
The wizard shouted a few times, like an ancient spell, or as if summoning something, and was very excited.
The Yin soldier in front of the sacrificial platform turned his head and looked at this side. The general riding a horse and wearing a mask in the front looked at Zhao Can through the two deep eye holes on the mask.
Come step by step.
Zhao Can looked at him and could not see his eyes, but could only see two deep and strange eye holes.
Zhao Can protects Ning Ruan, "Don't worry, I'm here."
I, Zhao Can, are not afraid of fighting rice dumplings and destroying corpses, but this is a ghost soldier, I admit that I am afraid.
"What should we do now Acan?"
Zhao Can looked around and surrounded by ghost soldiers.
"Watch it, they should be interested in men, you're fine."
Ning Ruan:...
As Zhao Can said, in the eyes of all the Yin soldiers, Ning Ruan was ignored.
"Listen to me, hold on to your own safety later, don't act rashly."
"But……"
"Nothing, listen to me!"
Zhao Can's imperative tone.
Zhao Can roughly understood why they were only interested in me - because the soul of the mistress lying on the sacrificial platform was always following me. Perhaps because of this, all my body was stained with its breath and recognized me.
Yes, that must be the case.
Zhao Can looked around and was strange. Since entering the main tomb chamber of the Han tomb above, it disappeared and never followed him again.
but--
Since she is the owner of the tomb, she has not done anything that hurts me, so there should be no big problem.
At this time, the Yin soldiers tied the reins and the horse stopped in front of Zhao Can. The masked leader on the horse's back also leaned over and looked at Zhao Can for a few glances, then waved his hand, and several Yin soldiers walked up and grabbed Zhao Can.
"Acan——"
Ning Ruan couldn't care about so much and shouted.
Zheng!
The Yin soldier pressed his sword against Ning Ruan's neck.
Zhao Can: "Listen to me once, can't you?"
Ning Ruan: "Acan..."
As soon as the words were finished, the mask leader raised his hand and fell to Ning Ruan's neck. Ning Ruan fell to the ground.
Zhao Can was immediately unhappy.
"What are you?" Zhao Can asked at the leader on the horse's back.
The leader said nothing, but asked the soldiers to point the unconscious Ning Ruan and Fatty Wang with their swords, so as to force Zhao Can to submit.
Zhao Can: "OK, don't talk, right? OK, as long as you don't hurt them, I will listen to you in everything."
The leader nodded, waved his hand, and asked his subordinates to take Zhao Can to the sacrificial platform.
Zhao Can was confused. Are you going to let me sacrifice to the sky?
I went to see several soldiers holding Zhao Can high up and lifted it up step by step from the stone stairs on the right side of the sacrificial platform.
As he walked up the ladder, the vision on Zhao Can's sacrificial platform appeared in Zhao Can's eyes.
Indeed, as I saw it on the cannibal flower just now, a woman in white clothes was lying on the sacrificial platform.
The woman lay quietly in the center of the stone platform, with her hands on her chest and her eyes closed. She had been dead for thousands of years, but now she seems to be just sleeping, quietly lying in the center of the sacrificial platform.
As he was carried over, Zhao Can saw the woman's appearance more and more clearly. She was very beautiful, not stunning beauty, but the stunning charm, which looked very comfortable.
Zhao Can has seen too many beauties, but this woman made him tremble.
My face is very clean and pure, like your plum blossom blooming on the snow, and it is so cold that it is so high.
but.
Zhao Can was thinking,
‘How did she keep it from melting for thousands of years?’
‘Also, they helped me over, what exactly are they going to do?’
Zhao Can wanted to struggle and escape, but under the sacrificial platform, Fatty Wang and Ning Ruan were controlled by Yin soldiers again. As long as they were not obedient, they would definitely be killed.
So, Zhao Can watched helplessly as he was carried to the center of the sacrificial platform and placed next to the woman.
Zhao Can felt so cold. This kind of coldness is not the low temperature, but the bleakness in his heart. Just imagine how terrifying it is to be carried by a group of ghost soldiers and lying side by side with a woman who has not been rotten for thousands of years.
Zhao Can is awesome and is also a mortal.
If it could be solved with money, he would rather burn billions of dollars to this group of ghost soldiers than be so confused and arranged by a group of non-human things.
"Hello!"
Zhao Can was pressed by the woman and supported her, but was pointed at him by the ghost soldiers with swords.
Zhao Can had no choice but to lie down obediently.
I looked left and saw a woman sleeping peacefully with her eyes closed. Although she met for the first time, Zhao Can and her met when they were in the tomb just now. They should have been a very naughty woman during their lifetime, otherwise they would not have been teasing themselves when they were on it.
hiss--
Just as he was thinking, Zhao Can suddenly felt a pain in his palm, but the Yin soldiers swung their swords to cut through Zhao Can's palm, and blood gushed out.
"Damn, what are you doing!"
Zheng!
Another warning of sword swing.
Zhao Can:...
To be honest, Zhao Can is not really afraid of them, but worried about Ning Ruan’s Fatty Wang. Otherwise, it would be impossible for Zhao Can to sneak out of these two pig teammates.
Now for them, I have to hold my troops still. Unless I dare to have a murderous intention to kill me, Zhao Can will never swallow his anger.
The Yin soldier waved his sword and signaled Zhao Can to do something.
Zhao Can: "You might have asked me to hold her hand with my hands?"
The ghost soldier nodded.
Zhao Can: "Let me ask, what are you going to do?"
The Yin soldiers shouted fiercely. Seeing that Zhao Can was not moving, the Yin soldiers looked at the leader under the sacrificial platform. The leader waved his hand and signaled to kill someone to make Zhao Can honest and obedient.
"Stop and stop--"
Zhao Can stopped.
"Don't hurt them. If you dare to touch a hair of them, even if you are Yin soldiers, I will kill you."
Zhao Can hesitated for two seconds, but still compromised. He lay down and reached out to cover the back of the woman's hand awkwardly.
To be continued...