After the cloud raised the cub, I became red

Xi Jiayun: "...?"

Xi Jiayun: "Be sober."

Director Ge just said this casually. After he finished talking about the changed scenes, he asked Xi Jiayun and Meng Sheng: "Changed to this, do you two have any opinions?"

She was not required to perform the sacrificial dance, and Meng Sheng was greatly relieved. Thankfully, she didn't have time, "No, changing it to this is perfect, very perfect."

In fact, this scene was supposed to be Meng Sheng's highlight, but she couldn't dance well. Even Meng Sheng himself had no objection, let alone Xi Jiayun. He shook his head, "Me neither."

Dao Ge gave an "ok" gesture to Fu Jia, and then said, "Then rest for 5 minutes, and let's shoot like this later."

Start filming again, not from the beginning, but from Meng Sheng picking up the spirit sword.

Meng Sheng took the spirit sword from Fengzu who was kneeling in front of the offering table, and slowly pulled out the scabbard.

The sacrificial dance does not require her to dance from beginning to end. This time, Meng Sheng’s pressure dropped sharply. She faced the camera and performed a few simple movements. He also dropped his hand with a "bang".

——She can't dance, but she is very good at diving.

Under the sacrificial stage, the Feng clan stood up in surprise.

Meng Sheng was very anxious, she wanted to stand up, but with a little effort, the heart-pounding pain hit her, and her brows were also slightly frowned. Meng Sheng clutched her ankle and looked helplessly at the high platform. Xi Jiayun.

Her panic was palpable.

I sprained my ankle and couldn't stand up.

Of course, the rest of the Feng family also found out that something had happened, and they glared at Meng Sheng viciously.

The spirit sword was made by the ancestors of the Feng clan by throwing their spirit bodies into the sea of ​​fire. It is already disrespectful for the spirit sword to fall to the ground, let alone this sacrificial dance has just begun.

The dance of offering sacrifices is actually a dance of praying for blessings. Now that the blessings are not completed, it may even offend the gods!

The elders of the Feng clan also looked at Xi Jiayun on the high platform. Unlike Meng Sheng's helplessness, his expression was complicated.

It was their Fengjun who insisted on having this peacock perform the sacrificial dance.

For thousands of years, there has never been such a big mistake in the sacrifice ceremony of the Feng Clan!

Xi Jiayun glanced down the stage, but couldn't see his expression, he just paused for a while, and then with a "bang", he put the gold bottle in his hand on the table, and got up and walked off the high stage.

The stone steps were one after another, and the wind blew Xi Jiayun's hair and lifted his clothes. Xi Jiayun walked to Meng Sheng's side under the eyes of everyone.

Meng Sheng blamed himself endlessly, "Feng Jun, I..."

Xi Jiayun said, "Nothing."

He then ordered the Feng Clan maid behind him: "Take her down to rest."

Immediately, someone helped Meng Sheng up and left the altar, but Xi Jiayun did not leave with him. He just lowered his head and stared at the spirit sword on the ground for a long time, finally bent down and picked it up.

Xi Jiayun said: "The ceremony continues."

After the words fell, Xi Jiayun slowly grasped the hilt of the sword, his intention couldn't be more obvious.

——He will take over from Meng Sheng and complete the sacrificial dance himself.

This is against the rules, but compared to the interruption of the ceremony, the rules don't seem to be so important. The spirit official hesitated for a moment, and said bravely, "Dance!"

Afterwards, Xi Jiayun slashed out with a sword.

Rao Director Ge and the others watched Xi Jiayun skip once before, but at this moment, they were still involuntarily dazzled.

This dance is used for sacrifices, so when choreographing, great attention is paid to its aesthetics.Needless to say, Xi Jiayun's body skills, his sword flower is stable and beautiful, whether it is a posture or a posture, it is casual and imposing, and even brings out the sword wind. At the same time, following Xi Jiayun's movements, he The clothes are fierce, layered and flying, and the golden threads are floating, like red clouds stretching.

For a moment, the streamer is shining and colorful, and it is too beautiful to behold.

It is not an exaggeration to say that his dance is a kind of visual enjoyment!

Fu Jia and Director Ge sat in front of the monitor, and she couldn't help but sighed when she saw this: "What kind of treasure is Jia Jia? He is good at cooking, good at acting, and he can even dance well!"

Director Ge was already fascinated, and subconsciously "shushed" at her, "Don't talk."

Fu Jia stuck out her tongue, and followed suit.

Except for the two of them, everyone present also felt the shock of beauty.

Even Bai Qingchi, who had always been at odds with Xi Jiayun, showed surprise at this moment.

He thought, beautiful, really beautiful.

But it was only for a moment.

After Bai Qingchi realized it, he was so annoyed that he glared at Xi Jiayun again. At the same time, a voice in his heart sounded firmly and simply.

——You can't compare with him, and you will never compare with him.

Since joining "PickMe", he secretly regarded Xi Jiayun as his competitor.However, after fighting for so long, until today, Bai Qingchi suddenly realized that some people are probably born so dazzling, and he is also born to attract everyone's attention.

Xi Jiayun is this kind of person, he is born like this, shining brightly.

I have never really won, and I can't beat him.

Xi Jiayun didn't know what they were thinking, but when he was dancing the sword, he suddenly lost his mind.

Xi Jiayun accidentally saw that on this temporary sacrificial altar, everyone faced the altar and kowtowed reverently, and Xi Jiayun himself was dancing some sacrificial dance. Xi Jiayun remembered the joke made by Director Ge just now and asked him to ask for rain so that Later, we will have to manpower to rain.

In this situation, it is really a bit like begging for rain.

Xi Jiayun wanted to laugh.

But the camera was facing him, so Xi Jiayun had no choice but to hold back, but he was thinking in his heart, if it really rained, the crew should be able to finish work earlier today, right?

Xi Jiayun is a little hopeful that it will rain now.

He didn't stop moving, but he was a little distracted, so that the tip of the sword accidentally picked up the candle on the altar table. There was a "flutter", the light flickered slightly, and the candlestick shook. Director Ge was about to call for a stop. The next second, he His eyes widened.

Countless sparks cruising out in an instant.These sparks spread out, like fireflies, more like shooting stars, moving with the wind, but they surround Xi Jiayun without exception, they are fine and shiny, illuminating Xi Jiayun's porcelain white face and moving eyes.

Xi Jiayun was taken aback.

This Mars...

Xi Jiayun took a step back indistinctly.

In the next second, he found that these sparks were also gathering.

Xi Jiayun tapped lightly with his sword, and these sparks instantly turned into smaller star dots. They kept jumping and flickering. On the way to pursue Xi Jiayun, they drew bright traces of light, and then gradually dimmed, extinguished, and finally disappeared.

Xi Jiayun: "..."

what's the situation?

Originally, when the sacrificial dance danced here, Xi Jiayun could almost stop, and the next scene required manpower from the crew to rain, not to mention these inexplicable light spots. Xi Jiayun looked at Director Ge, but saw Director Ge rushing excitedly He waved and said with his mouth: "Keep shooting! Keep shooting!"

Director Ge didn't think too much about it.

Xi Jiayun picked out the candle with his sword just now, and he only thought it was a spark picked out. After all, Xi Jiayun gave too many surprises. Director Ge subconsciously thought that he might be able to do some acrobatics, and he used it, and the effect was amazing That's good, even if the feature film can't be used in the later stage, it can still be used as publicity!

Xi Jiayun: "..."

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue dancing.

A few seconds later, Xi Jiayun was suddenly blessed.

He has seen similar situations.

This morning, he saw it on Little Phoenix.

Xi Jiayun seemed to have grasped something, he was about to think about it when he heard a "tick", and then something fell on his face, Xi Jiayun felt it was rain.

……It's raining.

Director Ge had a dull expression on his face, "Damn it, is it raining?"

Fu Jia was in a daze, "It seems that it's really raining."

The two of them looked at each other for a few seconds, then turned to look at Xi Jiayun.

Xi Jiayun was also stunned for a moment.

Before Mars came out, if it rained, Xi Jiayun would probably regard it as a coincidence, but at this moment, he had a very strong premonition that the Mars just now might be inseparable from the rain now.

And the one who is even more inseparable is Little Phoenix.

No, perhaps not only Little Phoenix, but also Little Qilin and Little Yazi, and even the game "Sacred Beast Shelter" has problems.

But now he is still filming, so Xi Jiayun had no choice but to temporarily put this idea behind him.

Now that it's raining, the crew doesn't need manpower to rain.

According to the plot changed by Ge Dao just now, rain on the day of sacrifice is an ominous omen, and everyone in the Feng clan talked about it, but Feng Chao still performed the sacrificial dance in the rain, because this is what everyone in the Feng clan believed in and prayed for blessings Ceremony, even though Feng Chao already knew that their Feng Clan was completely abandoned by the gods.

Moreover, Kong Xuan has also proved that even if the daughter of destiny comes to pray for the Feng Clan, it will not help.

They don't deserve the favor of the gods.

It was already doomed that the Feng clan would perish.

The rain was torrential and the wind was blowing quickly. Xi Jiayun stood on the sacrificial altar without stopping his movements.

His hair was wet, and the red clothes on his body were gradually soaked by the rain. The golden thread was originally embroidered with a soaring phoenix, but the mottled water dragged the phoenix down, as if it wanted to take it to life. Dragged into the muddy ground.

"It's raining, it's raining! The Feng Clan has offended the gods!"

"What to do? Elder, what to do! This is how the Dragon Clan perished!"

"If it wasn't for Feng Jun's reckless actions, how could such a thing happen?"

"Feng Jun—Feng Jun—!"

Noisy, resentful, and complaining voices whispered. Xi Jiayun heard it, but remained indifferent. He completed the sacrificial dance in the rain.According to the script, this scene can be over when it is filmed here, but Xi Jiayun did not take advantage of the trend to withdraw his sword, but walked forward step by step.

Director Ge knew that Xi Jiayun was an inspirational player, and occasionally there would be some surprise performances on the spot, so he didn't stop when he saw this, but stared at the monitor more intently.

In the camera, the hem of Xi Jiayun's clothes dragged to the ground is no longer brilliant, only deep water marks are left. He is soaked, even his drooping eyelashes are full of water marks, but he doesn't look embarrassed at all, because Xi Jiayun's expression very cold.

No one knew what he was going to do, let alone guess what he was going to do.

Until the next second, Xi Jiayun walked to the altar.

Holding the hilt of the sword with his fingers, Xi Jiayun swung his sword and chopped it down!

——Since offering sacrifices is useless, there is no need to offer sacrifices or respect.

When the long sword fell, Xi Jiayun raised his eyes.His hair was wetly attached to his fair face and porcelain-white neck. There were a few strands of jet-black, filled with water vapor, and the color was distinct. The red clothes were completely soaked by the rain, and it was no longer the flamboyant fiery red, but the tone had sunk. a bit.

And between those beautiful brows, there is still no less arrogance.