The Chronicle of the Sea Emperor of Another World

The fiery passion followed by gentle lingering, Jimo Sheng huddled in Ran's arms, and still had the strength to poke the pale moon-colored bulge on Jimo Ran's chest.

Jimo Ran also let him go, with his hands resting on the back of his head, "Why, still have strength?" Jimo Ran joked.

His back was so sore, Jimo Sheng could only roll his eyes, "I still have scenes to shoot, what should I do now?"

"Then let them wait. According to the rules of this world, isn't it enough to have more money?"

Jimo Sheng rubbed his forehead, "Okay, okay, let's not talk about this first, I want to ask you, what is your plan next? If you don't find me, what are you going to do?"

Looking at the expectant Jimo Sheng, Ran closed his eyes, "If I can't find you, I will continue to expand the size of the Jimo consortium until I can easily take you away. As for the next step, I haven't made up my mind yet. , but should stay in this world for a while first."

Jimo Sheng heaved a sigh of relief, "That's fine, anyway, I don't know how to go back now, so let me fulfill my wish first."

"Situ Qingshuang?"

Jimo Sheng nodded, "I want to ask her why she did this, and I also promised Mr. Fang to help him find Fang Qitian."

Speaking of the guy who caused them to come to this world, Mo Ran's face was slightly cold, "I just want to talk to Fang Qitian."

"You..." Jimo Sheng sighed, and when he was about to continue, he suddenly heard a knock on the door. The sound was so loud that they on the third floor could hear it clearly.

The two looked at each other, and released their consciousness one after another, and soon recognized that the person knocking on the door was Situ Qingli from that day, "What is she here for?"

"How do I know?" Even Mo Ran was a little confused.

The two hurriedly put on their pajamas and walked downstairs. Seeing Situ Qingli's posture, if she didn't open the door, she would probably keep knocking on it.

"What is Miss Situ doing?" Jim Mo Ran asked.

Seeing the door opened, Situ Qingli immediately screamed coquettishly, and jumped into Jimo Ran's arms, "Mouse, there are mice in my house."

Jimo is sweating profusely, you are a cultivator anyway, how could you be afraid of mice, Jimo Sheng's eyes seem to have turned into poison sprayers, and large barrels of poison are sprayed out from the beautiful eyes.

Jimo Ran could only use a clever trick to make Situ Qingli fall from her arms, "Miss Situ, if there is a mouse, you should find a property."

Situ Qingli blinked her eyes hard, "I live next door to your house, shouldn't I help out when the neighbor's house is in trouble?" Situ Qingli glanced at Jimo Sheng, and suddenly her eyes sharpened, "Why are you here?"

The intuition of a woman made Situ Qingli feel that there seemed to be something wrong between the two men in front of her, and Jimo Sheng still had a taste of lust that had not dissipated. Situ Qingli said nothing, and left suddenly.

"What's the matter with this woman?" Jimo Sheng stared intently.

"I don't know either." Monk Ji Mo Ranzhang Er was puzzled, and expressed his incomprehension to this woman who suddenly appeared and left suddenly.

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"I would like to ask your organization what's going on? Why is Jimo Sheng still alive after the agreed time?" Situ Qingshuang yelled at the computer, looking like a shrew, with nothing left of the usual elegant and calm lady. .

"This is our miscalculation. I didn't expect that there are extremely powerful masters by his side. We have already contacted the headquarters, and the headquarters will select masters from Europe. However, Miss Situ will also increase your price accordingly." The head replied neither humble nor overbearing.

Situ Qingshuang knocked on the desk impatiently, "I don't care how much it is, as long as I get rid of him, I can give you anything."

"It's good to have Miss Situ's promise. We will contact you within a week. I hope you can prepare enough cash."

"No problem." Situ Qingshuang hung up the internet phone arrogantly, her bright red fingernails tapped lightly on her mouth, thinking about something.

The ringtone of the mobile phone in the bag shattered the night, Situ Qing glanced at the screen, and picked up the phone curiously, "Sister, what's the matter?"

"Ah, you said Jimo Sheng, what he likes is men, what's wrong?"

"Oh, then call me if you have anything to do." Putting away the phone, Situ Qing held the phone against his chin, and leaned lazily on the desk, "Why is Situ Qingli calling me when you have nothing to do?"

Situ Qingshuang was a little puzzled, but soon the corner of his mouth cracked into an evil arc, "It seems that there is another good show that I don't know about, hahaha..."

The woman laughed crazily, but she didn't realize that Liang Xin was sitting in front of the notebook upstairs with a pale face, and what was displayed on the screen was a recording.

Liang Xin looked at the accidentally recorded audio in panic, and after hesitating for a long time, he uploaded it to his network USB flash drive, and then completely smashed the audio on the desktop.

Liang Xin took a deep breath, quickly ran to the bed, lay down and fell asleep, "I don't know anything, I don't know anything..." Liang Xin recited silently, then closed her eyes, as if falling asleep.

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Although he didn't sleep well last night, in order to catch up with the progress of today's filming, Jimo Sheng sat in the dressing room on time, listening to Sister Yuan talking about today's itinerary, while doing styling.

"Well, why do you want to be interviewed today?" Hearing that an interview with a magazine called "Blue Sky" was arranged in today's itinerary, Jimo Sheng was a little puzzled.

Putting away the PDA, Sister Yuan clapped her hands, "Well, let's increase your popularity, okay, don't ask too many questions, and put on makeup with peace of mind."

It was just a simple doubt at first, but now it is completely whetted, and even Sister Yuan wants to keep it a secret. Who is it?Jimo Sheng wasn't worried about safety issues. Although his strength hadn't fully recovered yet, there was no problem with catching bullets with his bare hands.

Because of doubts in his heart, he was a little negligent during the filming, which made Liang Xin on the opposite side look angry, and suddenly Liang Xin said viciously: "I said, can you be serious? If the filming is like this later, The director will definitely scold people."

Jimo Sheng came back to his senses, and smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, there are some things recently, and I'm not very focused."

Jimo Sheng's costume is quite gorgeous today, his lower body is royal blue fishtail, and the scales on his upper body exude a bewitching light in the sun, his upper body is made of silk of the same color, hanging loosely on his body, looking from afar , like a circle of clouds wrapped around his body.

Facing Jimo Sheng's bright smile, Liang Xin suddenly lost his anger, touched his nose and walked aside, muttering something.

Jimo Sheng laughed, Liang Xin is not as annoying as he imagined.

After the filming, Liang Xin wanted to have a chat with Jimo Sheng alone. Even if she didn't betray Sister Qing, it was always good to remind that guy to some extent. Unexpectedly, when the filming ended, Jimo Sheng left in a hurry, making Liang Xin sick Angry, also left angrily.

The director suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance. Just now, there seemed to be a shutter sound. After a while, the director lowered his head again, and his eyes, which were so shrewd just now, dimmed again.

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"So it's you!" Taking off his glasses, Jimo Sheng looked at the man in front of him in surprise, his brows were clear and handsome, with a hint of happiness brimming between them, who else could it be if it wasn't Fang Qitian?

Fang Qitian smiled and stood up, "Sit down, we haven't sat and chatted so quietly for a long time."

The memories buried in the depths of my mind seemed to be gently touched, and then those old memories buried in the bottom of the box, which had turned yellow, were exposed to the sun again. , At a loss, a feeling of helplessness surged up all at once, looking at the still young man in front of him, whom he respected as a guest three years ago, but now he is a stranger at the end of the world, Jimo Cheng felt as if he had passed away.

Jimo Sheng sat down quietly and ordered a cup of tea.

Fang Qitian smiled slightly, it contained too much, three years, 30 years, too much happened between the two of them, so much that even the memories are too heavy.

"I came to you today just to say sorry to you."

Fang Qitian waved his hand to interrupt Jimo Sheng's words, "Let me finish first."

Fang Qitian paused, and organized his thoughts, "I'm sorry not for what happened back then, but for bringing you and Jimo Ran into this world. I think you don't want to think about what was right and wrong back then. Me too, let's just let the bad past go, we are still friends, how about it?"

Fang Qitian smiled and stretched out his hand, Jimo Sheng looked at Fang Qitian's face fixedly, his smile was sincere, and there was a sense of relief, sincerity, sincerity, Jimo Sheng also smiled, and slowly stretched out his hand.

The two who had been separated for 30 years shook hands again, but not as lovers, their hands were tightly held together. The grievances and resentments of more than 30 years slowly melted, becoming a trickling spring water, washing away the barrier between the two.

Letting go, Fang Qitian took a sip of coffee and joked, "Your eyebrows and eyes are full of spring, why, did you go to bed with your family?"

Jimo Sheng took a sip of tea unhurriedly, "Let's go to each other, seeing how restless you are, why, did you act hard last night?"

Fang Qitian blushed, and hurriedly picked up the coffee to cover up, "What, I'm the one on top, heh heh, you can see that you've been crushed."

Jimo Sheng was thoughtful, "You are really tough. You haven't done it for a long time, and it's the first time you come to the riding pose, and you won't be afraid of breaking your waist."

"What..." Fang Qitian yelled, seeing strange looks from the people around him, he hurriedly lowered his head, "Okay, okay, let's not talk about this, let's talk about something else."

"Then what are your plans next? Are you planning to go back to Yuncang?" Jimo Sheng asked in a low voice.

Shaking his head, "I guess I won't go back. I plan to be a filial son before fulfilling my filial piety." Fang Qitian smiled, his expression a little unnatural.

"Why, you haven't told Lan Hai your plan yet?"

"I'm too lazy to talk to him, but I don't want my thoughts to interfere with his wishes. If he stays, he will have to pay a lot. I don't know if he will regret it in the future." Fang Qitian sighed, " how about you?"

"Me?" Jimo Sheng said, "I definitely want to go back. There is not much I miss in this world. After I finish dealing with some things, I will start looking for space-time cracks."

"I will also help to find this, but I still want to remind you, although you and Jimo Sheng are both good, but try to avoid confronting the Situ family head-on?"

"Oh?" Jimo Sheng raised his eyebrows in confusion.

"At the beginning, I had some contact with Situ's family. Her family was weird. It is said that their ancestors were high officials in the Ming Dynasty. They produced many concubines and generals, and accumulated countless wealth. You must know that there were many capable people in the imperial palace before the Qing Dynasty. Stranger, and there are many things with evil power. It is said that Situ's family has these things. Moreover, Situ Qingshuang's sister is also a disciple of the Snow Mountain God Nun. The Snow Mountain God Nun is a generation of gods. You should be more cautious."

Jimo Cheng smiled, "Listen, Nizi said it's rumored, it's a legend. As for the snow mountain nun, don't you think this name is very similar to a witch and a god?"

Fang Qitian also laughed: "Didn't I remind you?"

Just as the two were smiling and talking, a sudden change occurred, and the surroundings suddenly fell into a deathly silence, and an old voice suddenly sounded.