Maoshan Ghostbusters

At this time, the plot that did not exist in the script appeared again.

The old fox took a group of little foxes and screamed, and rushed over to press the white-robed mage under him, punching and kicking, and choking his neck. What's more, he grabbed the bench stones and moved towards the white robe Hello from the mage.

Good guy, this Luo Xiaosang is also a flesh and blood body, how can he stand the brutality of so many people?

The lighting artist, prop artist and makeup artist on the scene, as well as the actors and dramatists who were not on stage, were all dumbfounded.

When the director saw it, he shouted, "Ka! Ka! It's really wicked, and a few messy tricks. Ka! Stop it! Why are you still fighting? It's about to kill. Don't fight anymore, you heard that, did you? Are you all deaf? It's so terrible."

The director yelled for a long time, but the old fox and the little foxes were still the same, and they could greet the white-robed mage with the guys.

At the moment of the moment, only a golden light flashed on the chest of the white robe mage.

The old fox and the little fox felt a powerful force gushing out of the white-robed mage's arms, and banged them all to the ground.

The group of people fell straight and grinned, but they were in pain. They all covered their waists and rubbed their legs, crying and crying.

The white-robed mage stood up unharmed, took the dust off his body, and said in astonishment, "What happened to you just now? How come you didn't play it according to the script, it's too messy."

The old fox beat his back and stood up swayingly, "I'm sorry, I didn't know what I was doing just now, so I went up with them in a muddle-headed manner. I'm so sorry, I didn't hurt you? "

The group of little foxes also stumbled up, "So did we, feeling that the body is not our own all of a sudden, the brain is blank, as if it was manipulated in an instant. I'm sorry, Xiao Sang."

The White-robed Mage said, "I'm fine, fine. All of you are fine."

The actors were grateful and said, "Xiao Sang is really a good man."

In this situation, Lu Sheng looked anxious, turned his face and blamed Master Azan.

"Master, how did you do this? You manipulated the will of these people in turns, punching and kicking, and bench stones. Luo Xiaosang did not leave a scar on his body. After tossing for a long time, he was unscathed. How can you kill him if this continues? Didn't you just slap your chest in front of me and say you can kill him tonight?"

Master Azan frowned and said, "It shouldn't be, it seems that something happened just now. Someone made a fool of it, which made my plan go bankrupt again."

Lu Sheng sneered, "You always say that someone is making a ghost, but I haven't seen anyone? Where is the person that you said is doing the ghost? Who is that person?"

Master Azan was anxious and said, "Lu Sheng, you don’t understand spells. I told you, and you won’t understand. If other masters want to make trouble for you, do they need to show up at the scene? I don’t know who that messenger is Who, but I can tell you with certainty, that man's mana is definitely not under me, it is probably the man in red who saved Luo Xiaosang before."

Lu Sheng said, "Huh? Is it him again?"

"I'm just guessing. Actually, I played against him before. That was the time when he destroyed Gumantong. He was really powerful. If it was him this time, I wouldn't dare to pack a ticket."

"Then what shall we do now?"

Master Azan said viciously, "I will try again. I also don't believe in evil."

At this time, in the shooting location, all crew members were resting, and everyone who had been tired for a long time all lay down on their chairs and dozed.

Only the director is still full of interest and not sleepy. He patted Luo Xiaosang on the shoulder, "Xiaosang, I am optimistic about you. Your acting skills are getting more and more superb, and everything looks decent. The most rare thing is that you have a good mentality. , This is something ordinary actors do not have."

"Thank you for the director's praise. I will continue to work hard. My goal is to make more films and create more classic screen images in my lifetime."

The director nodded, "You are a person with perseverance and perseverance, I believe you will be famous in history."

When Lu Sheng heard this, he gritted his teeth with anger, "Master, I can't stand it anymore, hurry up, I can't listen to it for a minute. Still famous in history? I want to send him to see the king now."

Master Azan said, "Don't worry, I'm looking for an opportunity."

"Quick! Get started, I can't wait."

Luo Xiaosang didn't remove his makeup either. He was still wearing a white robe and carrying the golden sword of Demon Slayer on his back. He looked sassy and heroic.

Only a squeak was heard, the Demon Slashing Sword was unsheathed out of thin air, as if an invisible hand was holding it. The Demon Slashing Sword danced in mid-air as if talking to himself, hanging there, the tip of the sword pointed at Luo Xiaosang.

Luo Xiaosang and the director were horrified when they saw the Demon Slashing Sword unsheathed by itself. When they looked at the direction of the sword's point, Luo Xiaosang was shocked and dumbfounded, but he pushed the director aside for the first time, "Don’t come close, this sword. Obviously it was directed at me again."

The director stood by and said tremblingly, "Then what shall we do now?"

Luo Xiaosang shook his head, "I don't know, don't come anyway."

As he spoke, the Demon Slashing Sword screamed and cut its head towards Luo Xiaosang's Tianling Gai.

Of course, this sword sword is a prop sword. Although it can't really kill demons and demons, it is also a sharp sword after all. If it is struck by a sword, even if the head is not split, it must be broken.

Lu Sheng said fiercely, "It's fine to do a good job, and it's okay to destroy him. In short, I must get rid of my hatred."

Master Azan hissed, "Take it lightly, aren't you afraid of being heard by your crew?"

Besides, Luo Xiaosang saw the Demon Slashing Sword slash down, and immediately rolled on the spot, avoiding the sword.

Lu Sheng was so angry that he slapped his thigh straight, "Wipe! No way, this Luo Xiaosang Mingming does not know martial arts, how can he avoid this sword."

It turned out that Luo Xiaosang took the Xianxia opera all the year round and followed the martial arts guidance on the spot. Although he did not have deep knowledge in fist and foot, he also learned a little bit of **** and embroidering. He never thought that this time he actually saved his life.

Seeing Luo Xiaosang rubbing his cold sweat and turning over, Lu Sheng yelled anxiously, "Cut him, use the sword to continue cutting down, faster, how can I see him hiding?"

Master Azan sneered and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely want him to die this time!" After that, he pointed out his sword and recited the spell silently.

With the sound of the curse, the frequency and speed of the attack of the Demon Slayer Sword was significantly faster. After several times of tumbling, Luo Xiaosang was already out of breath.

At this moment, the Demon Slashing Sword picked a sword flower out of thin air. Luo Xiaosang felt the golden light flashing in front of him, making him dizzy, but he just couldn't find where the sword was, so he couldn't help shouting anxiously, "The sword is here. Where? Where is the sword?"