[Quick Transmigration] When the supporting actor becomes a dragon

Help lost the battle.

The revived Long Xun and the others flew to the Yangzhou River. They watched Nan Keyimeng use the Heart of Orange to Yishan Accompanied Wine and formed a relationship. The fireworks exploded one by one and spread all over the ground.

They took a group photo in the fireworks, and took a group photo in twos. Wu Zhou just stood there quietly, neither talking nor moving much.

Before the group photo was over, Yishan Banjiu couldn't hold back and planted a flag in front of Nan Keyimeng, who was still frying fireworks for him, and rushed up to hit Mr. Pianpian's brother Hua all over the ground.

[Team] That Xiuxiu of the third team: Yaoshou, domestic violence just after love!

Drunken Ai Mao looked left and right, retreated to stand in front of Poisonous Flower, and threw a flag over.

[Current] Drunken Ai Mao: In the group battle just now, I found that I can't breastfeed.

[Currently] That Xiuxiu of the third team: ...

These people are in pvp, and it is very common to learn from each other and fight with each other. For example, Mu Chunfeng and Ye Tan, although reluctantly bound the famous sword team, they often start fighting after they come out. Hacking each other, the most serious one is vendetta killing each other and going to prison.

Now that someone is taking the lead, this pair has also left the team one after another. I think they must have started to chat with each other on the voice, and then they started to compete.

The special effects of the skills and the fireworks complement each other.

This young master did not jump into the fireworks, Yin Chen turned his head to Long Xun and said excitedly: "Ah Xun, come here and let's take a photo with the fireworks!"

Long Xun glanced at him silently, operated something on his computer, and said calmly: "Ah Chen, come here."

The young master leaned over without hesitation, and just stood still, a firework exploded under his feet, and at the same time, an application was issued.

Longxun asks to bond with you in love, is it bound?

confirm cancellation.

Yin Chen laughed foolishly, and quickly clicked OK.

It's not easy to gain favorability, Long Xun and he don't like to brush handkerchiefs to increase favorability, it's Yin Chen who follows Long Xun's ass every day as a pet, and does all tasks together, so it can be so fast Reach the sixth level of favorability.

Even though his Ah Xun is by his side, and he still wears the engagement ring Ah Xun gave him on his left middle finger, but seeing the virtual him and the virtual Ah Xun standing in the heart-shaped fireworks on the screen, Yin Chen still feels Happiness is about to take off.

Recently, he has been feeling so happy, and he would smirk from time to time, and a little thing can make him feel happier and happier.

Those discussing, fireworks, and chatting were scattered by the river, Wuzhou stood there alone, there was no one else around him, only a group of butterflies flying back and forth, sprinkled a little crystal green light on him.

No one noticed that a poisonous brother quietly came to his side.

Mr. Falcon.

[Secret Words] Mr. Falcon whispers to you: You don’t know how to change places where you hang up, and you really don’t feel a sense of accomplishment.

[Secret Words] You whisper to Lord Falcon: Jiansan is just this big.

[Secret Words] Mr. Falcon whispers to you: Yes, Jiansan is only this big, and I have been playing for four years in the blink of an eye.

[Secret Words] Mr. Falcon whispers to you: I'm getting married soon.

On the other side of the network, in a tidy room, a young man was slightly startled watching the secret chat on the screen, and the cigarette in his mouth unknowingly burned a long line of ash.

He took a deep breath of the cigarette, flicked the ash into the ashtray, moved his fingers lightly, and slowly typed two words.

[Secret Words] You whisper to Mr. Falcon: Congratulations.

[Secret Words] Mr. Falcon whispers to you: I don’t have much time to play in the future. After thinking about it, I should come and inform you.

[Secret Words] You quietly said to Mr. Falcon: Oh.

On the other end of the network, the mature lazy young man shrugged and erased the sentence he just typed in the typing box: After all, you were the one who first taught me how to play.

[Secret Words] Mr. Falcon whispers to you: Goodbye then.

[Secret Words] You quietly said to Mr. Falcon: Yes.

Falcon is offline.

Wuzhou quietly lit a cigarette, opened the friend list, and dragged Mr. Hu's name into a group.

Already A's group.

There are 137 of his friends, but there are more than 100 people in the A list. Among those people, some are 95, some are [-], some are [-], and some are [-].

Except for Mr. Falcon, who was new to that group, there was an envelope behind each ID, which was a recalled email from a friend.

Wu Zhou closed the friend list, sat silently in front of the computer desk, quietly watching the lively people playing on the screen.

The first apprentice and the second apprentice who had formed a relationship had finished fighting, and returned to him excitedly, told him that he was going to sleep, and he knocked good night.

Drunk Aimao finished his sparring, and ran over to comfort him, saying that today's affairs are all over, he smiled, and returned to a game.

Everyone went offline one by one, and the banks of the Yangzhou Canal gradually quieted down.

Wuzhou stood there quietly, he was the only one in the world, facing the sparkling water waves, with stupid tortoises crawling around beside him.

Everyone was tired after a big battle, even Long Xun and Yin Chen, because they enjoyed their happy little days these days, they stopped staying up all night and went offline early.

The following days were quite peaceful, the filming was coming to an end, playing games and filming every day, releasing a song every once in a while, and the movie theaters had already been contacted, and the premiere ceremony was almost ready.

Gou Di heard that he has entered a new crew, which seems to be a horror film. When Ye Annan brought this news to Long Xun, the assistant was wondering whether he should make trouble for Gou Di and cut him off. On the road to performing arts, Long Xun rejected the proposal.

After all, he is the protagonist. Although I hate it a little, with him around, the progress of this space will be relatively stable.

What's more, if he is busy filming, he won't be provocative anymore. Although the jokes are interesting, toilet jokes are disgusting.

There was no Gou Di jumping out to stir up the wind and rain, and some people who secretly tried to trip Long Xun had their faces swollen and stopped appearing for a while, which made Long Xun have a rather comfortable life.

There are no messy supernatural beings, no natural and man-made disasters, no bosses trying to destroy the world, such a peaceful world is as if Mu Feng specially picked it for him to take a vacation.

But Long Xun has not forgotten that only the first half of this world is the entertainment industry, but the second half is derailed.

He has been waiting, waiting for those things in the dark to appear.

……

Mu Chunfeng, who had just finished filming a night scene, walked out of the studio. At night, a gust of cool wind blew in, causing the already frail him to shiver, his pale face turned blue.

The little assistant beside him sneezed because of the wind. Seeing that Mu Chunfeng couldn't help shaking, he quickly followed, wrapped him in a thick fur coat that had already been warmed up, and escorted him to the car. .

Mu Chunfeng shivered slightly from the cold, sat on the back seat of the car, tried hard to control his hands and took out the cigarette case, took out one in his mouth and lit it, and casually ordered: "Old Zhang, go home."

The car didn't move.

"Old Zhang?" Mu Chunfeng raised his eyes slightly impatiently, and his eyes suddenly fixed on the rearview mirror.

His face was instantly pale like a sheet of white paper.

His driver is a veteran, a middle-aged man with an honest and resolute appearance, and at the same time shoulders the responsibility of protecting him.

Mu Chunfeng trusted his driver very much.

But at the moment, looking in the rearview mirror, he has nothing but fear.

The rearview mirror should have reflected Lao Zhang's eyebrows, but Lao Zhang no longer has a face.

The front of him is also the back of his head. Under the short fluffy hair, there seems to be something wriggling.

Mu Chunfeng's blood was almost frozen, his fragile heart was beating desperately, and suddenly he let out a cry, and severe pain swept his whole body.

He didn't have time to care about those.

Old Zhang is turning his head.

That head with only the back of it.

Ten degrees, twenty degrees, thirty degrees.

Sixty degrees, ninety degrees, 120 degrees.

It has completely exceeded the limit of a normal person's ability to turn his head, but he is still turning his head.

Mu Chunfeng was able to see with his own eyes the slight wriggling on the back of Lao Zhang's head, and bursts of piercing noises rang in his ears. He no longer knew whether it was his own tinnitus or the person who occupied the driver's seat of Lao Zhang. Something screamed.

He felt that the blood vessels in his brain were expanding under his skull, almost boiling and exploding.

cold.

So cold so cold.

His thoughts were stagnant, everything seemed to be far away from him, and even the sharp pain in his heart gradually became unfeeling.

At this moment, the car door next to Mu Chunfeng who was sitting stiffly was suddenly opened, a handsome young man grabbed him by the collar and dragged him out to the ground. In the past, he yelled loudly: "Mu Chunfeng! Mu Chunfeng! Fuck it, wake me up!"

This young man is Ye Tan.

The little assistant and the driver, Lao Zhang, were already running around in a hurry. Seeing Ye Tan's violent behavior, he was so frightened that he was almost out of his wits.

It's a pity that with Qingjiao's strength, the two of them are as light as two pieces of paper, and Ye Tan threw the two of them somersault with a random flick of his arm.

They didn't know what happened. After getting into the car, Mu Chunfeng started to be in a daze. His whole body was stiff, his eyes were straight, his face was getting paler, and his lips were turning purple. He couldn't hear what Lao Zhang asked him. The little assistant saw him The situation was not right and hurried back to find hot water. Ye Tan and Mu Chunfeng happened to be walking back and forth. When they saw the hurried little assistant, they realized something and rushed here.

As a well-behaved Qingjiao, Ye Tan could tell what was going on from a long distance away. Mu Chunfeng was already weak, and this was a hallucination caused by evil spirits enveloped by a cloud of yin.

It's a pity that he is still a monster, not a real dragon that is invulnerable to all evil, and monsters are not good at exorcising evil spirits and catching ghosts, so he can only be a dead horse as a living horse doctor. Mu Chunfeng's mind.

Although the dragon can only be called a monster dragon, the sound of the dragon's roar is enough to deter evil spirits. Suddenly, a puff of black smoke floated above Mu Chunfeng's head, and it dispersed into a cloud of smoke in the blink of an eye. The next moment, the tense and handsome man went limp. , his eyes moved slightly, and he looked at Ye Tan.

"Mu Chunfeng? Are you alright, boy?" Seeing that his eyes finally recovered, Ye Tan breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, this is a relative of the Dragon God. Any monsters and beasts need to be well protected. If they die in front of him, it is really his fault.

Mu Chunfeng just glanced at him and passed out.