After rebirth, he had sex with Bai Yueguang of Zha Gong

The next day, the crew's filming was in full swing. Xu Chun was preparing for his part when he heard a commotion not far away. When he looked up, he saw Gu Zi approaching surrounded by the director.

The director of the film crew has always filmed online dramas produced at a low cost. It is rare to see a big investor of Gu Zi's level. Seeing him come to inspect the set in person, he kept nodding and bowing to him, so he had to do it for him in person. I pinched my shoulders and beat my back.

The other actors of the crew also stopped what they were doing, and looked curiously at his slowly walking figure.

"Is that Mr. Gu?"

"So handsome, much younger than I and I imagined." Several little stars smiled and pushed each other, looking eager to try.

"There's a gold bump in the crew, and you guys have to go far away." A female celebrity who looked older than them secretly rolled her eyes and complained.

"You're talking about..." One of them looked at Xie Jianyuan in the studio.

"Is the background of those rumors true?"

"I still don't believe you are stupid, but you are out of the game." The female star pretended to sigh: "He has no interest in you."

In other words, she never saw him interested in the opposite sex. When she first came here, she deliberately fell in front of him, but Xie Jianyuan walked past her indifferently. Later, she discovered that Xie Jianyuan was in front of the camera or in private. , For those who have ulterior motives for him, they are in a defensive state. If it is not confirmed that Xie Jianyuan does not have a girlfriend, she would suspect that Xie Jianyuan has already fallen in love.

Gu Zi walked over straight, and when he passed Xu Chun, his footsteps paused, and there was a moment of hesitation on his face, as if he was thinking about what to say, and after two or three seconds of silence, he gave him a serious look and asked: "How is work."

Xu Chun was startled. Hearing his slightly blunt tone, it seemed that he seldom took the initiative to ask others. After thinking for a long time, he could only come up with this sentence. Thinking of this, he couldn't help smiling. The tense spirit also relaxed.

He nodded, and asked again: "Is Mr. Gu here to inspect?"

Xu Chun finally chose to call him Mr. Gu. Although he had almost digested the shocking news, he still couldn't call him brother.

Gu Zi was taken aback, and looked around, and it was obvious that he really rarely condescended to come to the filming set.

"Well, I'll just take a look and discuss something with your director by the way."

Xu Chun was slightly surprised. Normally, shouldn't you discuss things with the director, and then drop by to have a look?

"Brother Chun, we are about to film our scenes."

Xie Jianyuan walked over with his script book. He was wearing a hooded black sweater. He had handsome and deep features, and his eyes were like cold stars. It was hard to move your eyes away.

Gu Zi obviously recognized Xie Jianyuan, so he nodded lightly at him as a greeting.

"Thank you."

Xie Jianyuan also called him lukewarmly, "Mr. Gu."

When the filming officially started, Gu Zi still didn't leave. He stood where he was, and the director immediately moved a chair for him with discernment, and yelled at the staff to bring water.

In the last scene, Fanyin fell into the sea of ​​feathers because of resisting the invasion of the sect by demon cultivators, but Jiuli fell into a demon because of this, thinking that Sanskrit was forced to death by the elders and disciples of the sect, so he tore up They broke their faces and turned against each other.

With his ruthlessness and decisiveness, he became the new Demon Lord a few years later.

Jiuli didn't have a good impression of the so-called upright people. Although Sanskrit took him back, he didn't live in peace in the sect. Seeing that he was still young, there were often people who bullied him. Sanskrit Sanskrit only had righteousness in his heart, and he couldn't tolerate other things at all, which made him even more jealous of these personnel who occupied Sanskrit's entire mind. Therefore, after becoming a demon king, he first bloodbathed the demon cultivator's lair that attacked the sect, and then wanted to destroy it. The Zongmen he belonged to at the beginning.

The scene to be filmed is that Fanyin who fell into the sea of ​​feathers back then did not die, but his cultivation base was lost by more than half, and his eyes were burned and blinded. Fortunately, he recovered his life and began to wander in the human world. Jiuli.

After Xu Chun changed into his costume, he stood in his seat, waiting for the director's order.

"3! 2! 1! action!"

The bustling streets are full of hawkers yelling, colorful and exquisite paper lanterns are hung on the roadside stalls, and children are nimbly shuttling through the crowd, laughing and playing.

"ah."

Girls in twos and threes walked side by side, one of them accidentally bumped into someone, exclaimed in shock, then looked up, and saw a good-looking young man, but his beautiful eyes were hazy.

"I'm sorry..." The girl stared at his face for a while, then couldn't help but blushed, and said shyly.

Fanyin smiled slightly: "It's okay, walk carefully."

The girls were startled when they saw his smile, and they didn't react until he walked away, and then covered their faces with their sleeves and let out a coquettish sound.

"I've never seen such a handsome young man before."

"Yes, it's just a pity that he is blind."

Sanskrit turned a deaf ear to the discussions behind him, walked slowly to the door of a restaurant, and heard the voices of people inside after entering.

"Guest officer, come and sit here." The waiter saw that he was blind, so he led him to the most remote corner.

Fanyin didn't seem to notice it, and after she sat down, she smiled at the waiter and said softly, "Just have a pot of wine."

"Okay."

After the waiter left, Fanyin focused on the people at the next table who were talking loudly.

"The human world has not been peaceful these days. The city to the east was ransacked by those monsters a few days ago. I heard that no one was left alive."

Another person spat: "Where are those monks who claim to eliminate evil and promote good? They are not afraid."

"Hey, these monks are fighting, and it is us ordinary people who suffer in the end."

Sanskrit lowered his head and played with the wine cup, resting his chin with the other hand, his face was indistinguishable.

"Creak—" The window casement was suddenly blown by the wind and made a teeth-piercing sound. For some reason, there was an evil wind. Many people in the street outside were startled and screamed, and the paper lanterns were blown to pieces. It fell, completely falling apart and rolling on the ground.

The clouds in the sky were getting lower and lower, and the dark sky was so oppressive that people couldn't breathe. Seeing the black clouds gathering more and more, someone in the restaurant finally realized something and shouted.

"The devil is coming! Run!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a commotion immediately. People in the restaurant ran away, and some even jumped from the second floor in a panic. The scene was chaotic for a while, and there were wailing and crying everywhere.

The Sanskrit sound squeezed out along the crowd. The street outside was completely different from the previous bustling bustle. The ground was full of scattered stalls and sundries, and many people rushed towards the gate of the city.

He stopped someone at random and asked what was going on and why they were running towards the gate of the city.

"I heard that monks from a certain sect fought with those demons, and it's in our city."

"Which sect?"

"I don't know who it is from the Canghua Sect." After speaking, the man hurriedly waved his hands and left.

Sanskrit frowned slightly, stood there thinking for a while, then turned and walked against the crowd.

Although he is blind in both eyes, he can still feel where the spiritual power is the most abundant, as long as he looks for it, he can find the people of the sect.

It's just that they don't know what kind of monster they are dealing with, and they need to launch such a big battle, and they are fighting in a city where mortals live together.

I don't know how long I walked, but at this time, there was no noise from the crowd, only the quiet sound of the wind could be heard.

Sanskrit footsteps paused slightly, and then continued to walk forward.

"Bang—" Suddenly, a deafening sound exploded in the ear, and then the air was filled with the pungent smell of blood.

A white-clothed monk was smashed against the city wall, with blood pouring out of his mouth and nose, and he seemed to be dying.

And not far away, there were corpses of monks in white as far as the eye could see, and a faint black mist was still lingering around the corpses. After the black mist dissipated, only bones remained.

A group of monks in black robes gradually stepped aside, revealing a full profile of a person, with cold and handsome eyes, thin lips, but a little pale skin.

Jiuli walked out without haste, his every move was full of carelessness, and he said lazily.

"Let you elders come out, every time you come out to die, they are like turtles."

His voice was a little inexplicably hoarse, and it sounded a little weird. The Sanskrit sound sounded familiar, but more of it was still unfamiliar, so he didn't think much about it.

"You devil, you are not allowed to insult the elder." One of the younger white-clothed monks said angrily, "If the suzerain is still there, it is your turn to be so rampant." The house has been cleaned up long ago, and it will be soon after we get rid of this villain.

"What if I'm here?"

A warm and quiet voice suddenly sounded, but it was like a thunderbolt blasting in everyone's ears, and they all looked towards the source of the sound.

Jiuli reacted the most. The moment he saw the person clearly, his pupils suddenly shrank, his face changed, and he suddenly showed an expression of disbelief.

"Sovereign!" The white-clothed cultivator who spoke just now shouted these words. He also seemed to be frightened, but what followed was more ecstasy.

"Sovereign! Are you still alive?!"

Sanskrit recognized his voice and knew it was Jingsi, a disciple of the sect. Unexpectedly, after seeing him for a few years, the timid and timid child could face the demon cultivator alone.

Thinking of the magic cultivator here, Sanskrit couldn't help but slightly frowned, looked blankly at the place where the magic energy gathered, and said coldly: "I don't know who you are, you want to embarrass my sect so much."

Jiuli lowered his eyelashes slightly, his expression on his face was unpredictable, the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed into a straight line, his nails sank into his palms, and his hands were clenched into fists.