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Liang Yu, the male number one, pointed at Chong Li's nose aggressively: "Director Luo, he doesn't cooperate with me at all, how can I shoot."

Chong Li had scar makeup on his face, and was holding a giant sword in his hand, probably for a fight scene.He turned a blind eye to the vigor of the male star, even if the other party's fingertips were about to touch his nose.

The photographer booed and said, "Shuang Li, cooperate with him, and let Liang Yu's punch you twice in the next round. This way the effect will be better. He won't really use force."

"That's right, you've been procrastinating, it's almost noon, you want us to accompany you to take pictures over and over again?"

"People who rely on relationships to get in are just unreliable."

"It's cold, hurry up, we don't want to stand outside."

The entire production crew formed a hostile atmosphere, and the other actors sat in the distance, watching the excitement without taking too much trouble.At this time, Luo Zonglan had arranged the work, and seeing Liang Yu still arguing with Chong Li, his face suddenly collapsed: "What's the name of the ghost?"

Liang Yu immediately showed a helpless and aggrieved expression: "Director Luo, I want to really fight in the next scene, and the effect will be better. Shuang Li disagrees."

Luo Zonglan coldly dropped a word: "Hit."

Chong Li still didn't say a word.

After the filming started, when Liang Yu's fist greeted his face, Chong Li grabbed his wrist with lightning speed.

Human strength was crushed by Chong Li, he casually walked to the side, Liang Yu's body was like a piece of paper, fluttering to the side in embarrassment.

"Why are you doing this!" Liang Yu yelled, his wrist was bruised and swollen very high.He held his wrist, with an expression like a civet cat whose tail was stepped on: "The wrist you want to hold is cut off!"

The camera lights surrounded Liang Yu, with increasing concern, he turned his face and glared at Chong Li viciously: "How dare you hurt people at will! He is the number one male, how will the next scene be filmed?!"

"It's annoying to keep making trouble. Liang Yu, how are you doing?"

"I have ointment."

"..."

The muscles of Luo Zonglan's cheeks twitched for a while, and she cursed: "You fucking come here to be a master? You retarded waste, I really don't understand why Xiao Yan has a crush on you."

Seeing this, Xiao Yan finally understood how the crew's unreasonable hostility towards Chong Li came from.Everyone rumored that he and Chong Li were lovers, and Luo Zonglan valued Li not pleasing to the eye.His actors and staff acted accordingly, all targeting Chongli.

The more Xiao Yan thought about it, the angrier he became. It depends on the owner to beat a dog. Bullying his lifeblood bird is bullying Xiao Yan himself.He stopped watching the theater, came from a distance, and said with a half-smile: "Director Luo, what's the matter, did Xiao Li cause trouble for you?"

Hearing the voice, Luo Zonglan looked back, the anger in his eyes instantly turned into restraint, and he looked at Xiao Yan helplessly: "You, why are you here?"

"Xiao Li said that he was unhappy filming alone on the set, so I will accompany him." Xiao Yan stretched out his hand to wrap Chong Li's waist.Chong Li looks thin, but in fact he is strong, a full circle older than Xiao Yan, hugging his waist is a bit difficult, and his painting style is also a bit weird.

The outstretched hand turned around and patted Chong Li's back affectionately.Not knowing if it was an illusion, Xiao Yan felt that Chong Li's body froze for a moment, and the muscles on his back were as hard as an iron plate.

"Xiao Li?" Luo Zonglan repeated the address through gritted teeth.

Xiao Yan tried not to think about the fact that Chong Li was a head taller than him and more than 5000 years older than him, and said calmly: "Well, he is still a child."

Not only Luo Zonglan, but the entire crew, dozens of people, all looked at Xiao Yan with the expression of seeing a ghost.still a child? ?The kid who almost cut someone's wrist off?A child with a height of 1.9 meters?

The appearance of Xiao Yan standing in front of Chong Li is like a Pomeranian rushing in front of a lion and barking at a non-existent enemy. The scene is very delicate.

Xiao Yan ignored them. After all, the age written on Chongli's passport was 20 years old, so it is not too much to say that he is a child.He turned around and looked at Chong Li with concern: "That man's fist almost hit your face just now, are you okay?"

Chong Li pursed his lips tightly and shook his head slightly.

"That's good." Xiao Yan said.

Liang Yu on the side was applying wound medicine to his wrist, with an unpredictable expression.But even Xiao Yan ended the fight himself, and Director Luo wished he could find a book to record every word Xiao Yan said, and read it from the Bible. No matter how dissatisfied he was, he could only swallow his anger.

The filming continued, and with Xiao Yan present, Luo Zonglan's hostility towards Chong Li abated a lot, and he even praised Chong Li against his will in exchange for Xiao Yan's approving smile.

Liang Yu, who was accidentally injured, was scolded by Luo Zonglan all afternoon because of her physical discomfort and frequent mistakes.The director was obviously partial to Xiao Yan, and all the staff acquiesced in this unfairness. The atmosphere of the crew was like sending a courier under Big Ben.

No one messed around, the shooting efficiency was very high, and work was over in the evening.

Back at Lingshan, Xiao Yan let out a long sigh of relief.He knows that today's behavior is inappropriate and easy to offend. On the other hand, he can't just watch Chong Li being bullied and remain indifferent.

As Chong Li said, his forbearance was all due to Xiao Yan's restriction.Otherwise, he would have burned the entire crew to ashes long ago.

Xiao Yan patted Chong Li on the shoulder: "Don't be bullied too easily in the future, you will lose my face if you hold back."

Chong Li: "Yes."

"What are you looking at me for?"

Chong Li moved his eyes away, looking out of the window.Before you know it, it's another night of full moon, which is clear and bright, and dark and unpredictable.Seeing that Chong Li's expression was not right, Xiao Yan asked, "Your old injury has flared up again?"

"It can be controlled." Chong Li said, he opened and closed his mouth, struggled repeatedly like this several times, as if a word came to his lips, but he couldn't get it out anyway.The opening is another sentence: "Why did you help me?"

Xiao Yan: "Hey, didn't you say thank you first?"

Chong Li pursed his lips tightly and did not speak.

"It's strange."

"I'm so strange, you still tolerate me, why?"

Xiao Yan was completely dumbfounded: "Has your injury affected your thinking? What kind of emotions are you suddenly having?"

Chong Li didn't answer, he lowered his head, and after a long, long time, the awkward air almost solidified into a colloid, before he asked: "Is it because of Mei Gongyue? Are you afraid that he will frame you? Or is it because of chaos? I came to defend him, so put up with me so much, eh?"

"What a mess," Xiao Yan complained in his heart. He didn't want to guess Fenghuang's small heart, so he said casually, "Okay, I'll show my cards. I'm afraid that Chaos will attack Lingshan, so I offer you to be my uncle and the patron saint of Lingshan."

Chong Li seemed unwilling to accept this reason, he was indulging in some complicated emotions, with the words "I am very sad" written all over his body: "I will take you back to the fairy world."

Xiao Yan was surprised: "Go back to the fairyland, why?"

"The human world is not suitable for us."

Xiao Yan said with a smile: "Isn't it suitable for you? It's true. Fairies, gods, demons, and ghosts are all respected by the strong. If you can fight, you are the overlord. In the human world, you have to worry about your future."

Melancholy permeated his heart, Xiao Yan didn't want to think about how, with Chong Li's arrogance, he endured the cold eyes of the crew these days.When he thought of the phoenix, which was so majestic and radiant in front of him, being silent in front of a group of mortals, he felt uncomfortable for a while.

Chong Li: "The human world is not suitable for you either."

"Whether it's suitable or not, I've stayed there for more than 20 years." Xiao Yan poured himself a cup of tea.The tea is already cold, and the fragrance is much weaker. A few leaves are lingering in the tea soup illuminated by the moonlight.

The hand holding the tea cup was suddenly grasped by a hot palm, Xiao Yan's eyes widened in surprise.

Chong Li held his hand, his deep voice was like an organ solo, and he said softly, "I'll show you a memory."

The handsome and cold face was magnified in front of Xiao Yan, Chong Li lowered his eyelashes, and slowly approached.Xiao Yan closed his eyes reflexively.

Between the brows touched a patch of warm skin.Chong Li's forehead was pressed against Xiao Yan's, and the strange golden-red pattern spread from the eye sockets, along the forehead where the two touched, climbed to Xiao Yan's face, and merged into his eyes.

The scene in front of me dissolved, replaced by a memory that never appeared in my mind.

The owner of the memories is not Xiao Yan, he clears this up.In front of "him" was a pure white palace.The building is majestic and huge, but it gives people an ethereal feeling as light as a feather, as if it can be blown away by a gust of wind.

The cold light illuminates the whole palace transparently, like the epiphyllum in the mirror, fleeting.It is a mirage that only exists in dreams, ethereal as legends.

A name appeared in Xiao Yan's mind very clearly - Moon Palace.

He walked towards the Moon Palace, beside him was Jia'an laurel, and the falling flowers were colorful and fluttering.After the petals fell to the ground, they collapsed into a soft halo and disappeared without a trace.

Xiao Yan felt very familiar with a place he had never seen before.In a trance, the "he" in the memory reached out to push the palace door.

The gate of the temple is like a phantom generated by data, it flickers twice and goes out the moment it touches the skin.In the main hall, immortals in fluttering robes are feasting.Slow singing and slow dancing, silk and bamboo flowing.

The owner of the memory looks over the faces of the guests one by one, and one by one the slightly unfamiliar names are squeezed into the memory: Door God Dushuo, Divine Beast Xuanwu, Ghost Lord, Judge, Dragon King, Flower God...

"You are late, and you will be punished with three cups." At the end of the hall, the person above the head seat said, he raised his face, his black hair slid down his shoulders, and an all-too-familiar face appeared in front of him.

Those were Xiao Yan's facial features, which often appeared in the steamy mirror in the bathroom, and he looked at them thousands of times.At this moment, it was so unfamiliar that Xiao Yan dared not admit it.Because there was a very strange look on Xiao Yan's face: arrogant and lofty, looking down on everything.

Luna raised his glass to signal, and the wide sleeves slid down his arm, revealing a slender section of red rope on the lonely wrist bone.He leaned on the couch, raised his head, and drank the wine in the glass.

Immediately, Luna looked away, as if "he" was just an insignificant figure, not worth his second glance.

There was one in the banquet, Xiao Yan had never seen that face, but he knew his name, it was Chaos, and Chaos said: "Your Excellency, Moon God, this is a demon cultivator, who inherited the position of God yesterday, and I have the audacity to invite him to the banquet. Offended, please calm down."

After finishing speaking, Chaos drank three drinks, and the audience applauded.

"It doesn't matter." Luna didn't care who was at the banquet at all, he just wanted someone to drink with him, "What's your name?"

The owner of the memory cupped his hands and saluted: "I am Chongli."

"Drink."

Chong Li tried his best to drink three glasses of wine, the taste of the Yaozu was bland, and the strong wine fermented in the moon palace for hundreds of years was extremely irritating, he only felt that the esophagus and stomach were shrunk into a ball, burning and hurting.

After finishing the three cups of wine, Chong Li looked at Moon God again, but the attention of the superior had already been diverted from him, and he was talking and laughing happily with a person beside him.

After that, the Moon God's eyes never fell on Chong Li again.He is just a demon cultivator who has newly inherited the position of god, and the seat is arranged at the very edge.The person shining like moonlight at the end of the hall didn't even show any pretense of concern.

The two closest to Luna's left and right were slightly lower than his seat.One is Chaos and the other is Mei Gongyue.They smiled and agreed with every word the moon god said.

The feeling of being completely ignored seized the whole heart, and Xiao Yan felt Chong Li's emotions: panic, nervous and dazed.

This is the end of the memory, the last picture is the moon god sitting on the top, Mei Gongyue and Chaos toast to him.

The pattern retracted from Xiao Yan's eye sockets, he slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was the floor of Tianxu Manor, the light of the chandelier flickered on the ground.

Xiao Yan stared at a certain point in the void, and didn't recover for a long time.

"You used to be the head of the Immortal Gate," Chong Li said, "Whether it's Chaos or Mei Gongyue, it's just that you come and go when you call it."

Consciousness gradually returned to his mind, Xiao Yan twitched the corner of his mouth: "Feng Shui turns, no one can last forever."

Chong Li's drooping eyelashes kept trembling: "Now you are threatened by Mei Gongyue and Chaos, trying to flatter me in order to keep yourself safe...I don't want to see you like this."

Xiao Yan was stunned for a while, and after realizing it, he laughed loudly: "You think that I want you to protect me by offering you to be my ancestor?"

Chong Li: "Isn't it?"

Xiao Yan didn't reply, just shook his head with a smile.The faint moonlight floated in the room like a veil, Xiao Yan never looked at Chong Li so seriously.He wants to stare at the bottom of the deep lake, but first reflects his own mind.

"Silly bird."

With fiery and suppressed eyes, Xiao Yan kissed Chong Li's forehead lightly.