After becoming popular, I was with the scumbag president

The scene filmed today was on location, and Mu Zhao played by Yu Xiangbei was still wearing black clothes, but the clothes were already dirty and torn, and even his hair was messed up.

Before Mu Zhao was thrown out by Xuanyuan Hua, the subordinates of the Mozong saw that he was going to die, so they threw him directly to the back cliff, and then those birds that fed on the carrion rushed towards the unconscious Mu Zhao.

However, those birds didn't touch him, they were cut off by the sword energy before they touched him, and they all fell down.

And at this moment, Xuanyuanhua in black appeared in the forest, holding a sword in his hand, and it was the sword in his hand that cut down the birds.

He looked anxious and stepped forward a few steps with shock in his eyes.

Obviously, he didn't expect Mu Zhao to be beaten like this with a few whips.

Xuanyuanhua stretched out her hand to feel her pulse, and then the shock in her eyes became more intense: "Your martial arts..."

——Mu Zhao has no martial arts anymore!

He was full of shock, but Mu Zhao was already in a coma and did not respond.

Xuanyuan Hua immediately picked him up, found a ruined temple, and healed him with internal energy.

Mu Zhao was seriously injured, and had a high fever during the night. Xuanyuanhua took care of him for the whole night, and Mu Zhao's fever subsided at dawn.

And at this time, Xuanyuan Hua's ears moved, and he heard a whistle.

He glanced at Mu Zhao worriedly, his voice was hesitant, and after a while, he seemed to have made up his mind, and said softly, "Wait for me to come back!"

Mu Zhao, who was in a coma, didn't hear it.

Xuanyuan Hua immediately left with his sword in hand. He hurried back to the Demon Sect, looked at Mu Shuqing and frowned: "What's wrong?"

Mu Shuqing stepped forward a few steps: "I'm worried about you, where did you go last night?"

Xuanyuan Hua's face remained unchanged, but his voice was calm: "Go and kill someone."

Then, he stopped talking.

Mu Shuqing looked suspicious.

This exterior scene is the scene after that.

Mu Zhao, who had no martial arts and was injured in his heart, woke up in the ruined temple with a dejected look.

The camera is focused on his opened eyes, and there is only lifelessness and lifelessness inside.

After a long time, he got up on the ground, stumbled out of the ruined temple, and walked in one direction.

Just walking in one direction step by step, sometimes I fell down, got up again and continued walking...

Li Changping took pictures of this place several times, with the camera moving from far to near, and from near to far. Mu Zhao stumbled and walked further and further on this long road.

This road is very long, seemingly endless, with lush trees on both sides, and there is no one else on the road except this stumbling man.

This is Mu Zhao, the unparalleled son of a fairy who is dressed in white and holds a white jade folding fan.

Mu Zhao in white, praised by everyone, disappeared into the camera in a bloody black dirty clothes.

That night, Xuanyuanhua went back to the ruined temple, but Mu Zhao could not be found.

Mu Mu entered the Demon Sect, but did not get any news from Mu Zhao, so Xuanyuanhua let him go without touching Mu Mu.

The first village offered a reward to Mu Zhao, and the court wanted Mu Zhao, but no one could find him.

Everyone searched to no avail.

Mufu territory.

"Go away, you little beggar!" A man kicked away the little beggar who asked him for money.

The little beggar fell to the corner of the wall, and when the people left, he got up and weighed the wallet in his hand with a smirk.

The little beggar turned his gaze and saw that there was another beggar beside him. This beggar was different from other beggars, with obvious bloodstains on his body.

"Hey, what's the matter with you?" The little beggar went over and kicked.

The man looked up, his face was dirty, and his eyes were dull.

The little beggar snorted: "You beggar is really worthless, you don't even go to beg for money, it will be cold soon, you will be frozen to death and starved to death!"

After he finished speaking, he didn't offer alms of kindness, but just grabbed his wallet and ran away.

It took a long time for the beggar to finally get up slowly while leaning on the wall, and walked weakly step by step. He met a person by chance and kicked him away: "Go, go! It's so dirty!"

The beggar fell into a corner and didn't get up again.

He has no strength left, his once so clear eyes are only dull.

The rivers and lakes are still in dispute, the imperial court has unified the north and the south, and the first village wants the territory of Mufu.

And because of someone's instigation, the imperial court turned its face and refused to recognize anyone, and refused to give the territory of Mufu to the first village.

The suzerain of the Demon Sect was killed, and Xuanyuan Hua became the new suzerain, leading the Demon Sect to stir up trouble, making troubles in the south for a while, and looking for people in the north for a while.

Disputes continued, and the rivers and lakes were in chaos.

And none of this had anything to do with the beggar who seemed to be dying in the next moment, he was too weak to continue walking.

As the sky darkened, snow began to fall on the territory of the Mu Mansion. After the heavy snow fell, the pedestrians on the road gradually dispersed.

Only the beggar in the corner was still leaning there, without any movement.

A gust of wind blew through the street, and someone was passing by with a carriage.

"Qing'er, that beggar is too miserable, give him these two steamed buns!" A female voice sounded, and the girl lifted the curtain of the carriage with a sympathetic expression on her face.

The carriage stopped, and a maid came down and put two steamed buns in front of the beggar.

The girl said: "Our Miss Shangguan gave you this, find a place to hide after you have a full meal, the snow is falling too much, you will freeze to death here!"

After the girl finished speaking, she ran back to the carriage against the snow, her voice light and brisk: "Let's go, Miss, we must go back to the Changshan School tonight!"

The sound gradually disappeared, and the snow fell more and more.

The beggar seemed to be conscious, and slowly stretched out his hand, grabbing the steamed bun that quickly became cold and hard.

Then, he held the steamed buns in his dark hands and fed them into his mouth.

He raised his head, the white snow was in contrast to him, and the beggar's eyes looked at the heavy snow in the sky.

After a while, a teardrop slipped from the corner of his eye, and disappeared completely after rolling down.

The camera zooms out, the beggar is still lying alone in the corner, there are no pedestrians on the street, the snow is getting bigger and bigger, gradually turning the world white.

The beggar in black also seemed to be buried in white.

"Card—" Li Changping finished shouting, and Tang Tang and several staff rushed up immediately.

Patted Yu Xiangbei with fake snowflakes, wrapped him in a down jacket, and handed him hand warmers and hot water, all concerned about whether he was freezing.

That snow is fake snow, but the cold is really cold.

Even Li Changping came over worriedly: "Xiao Bei, are you okay? Go back quickly, work is over today, go back and take a hot bath!"

When speaking, Li Changping looked in awe.

It's cold today, but Mu Zhao's clothes are thin, and in order to set off his misery, he wears extra thin clothes in such a cold day, so Yu Xiangbei's clothing design is thin.

Li Changping was worried about his body before, and thought about whether to change it, but unexpectedly, Yu Xiangbei took pictures just for the sake of effect.

Such perseverance...

Li Changping couldn't hide the appreciation in his eyes.

Yu Xiangbei was shivering from the cold, managed to recover some temperature, and smiled: "I'm fine, I'll go back first after I take off the hood."

As soon as the words fell to the ground, Qi Sizhan had already put his arms around his shoulders, and said in a calm voice, "Take off the hood quickly."

Although the investor is not talkative, his general attitude is very friendly. Today, he suddenly became harsh, which shocked the staff.

The headgear is quick to take off, especially the professional teacher, who packed it up for him quickly.

Qi Sizhan immediately tightened his down jacket, hugged him and left.

When he returned to the hotel, his expression was very ugly.

Yu Xiangbei clutched the hot water bottle, cautiously: "You...what's the matter?"

Qi Sizhan stood up abruptly and looked at him coldly.

Yu Xiangbei shivered in fright, Qi Sizhan turned and walked to the bathroom, soon there was the sound of water coming from inside.

"Hiss—" Yu Xiangbei took a deep breath, "What happened to Qi Sizhan?"

The stern-faced Qi Sizhan came out of the bathroom again, still stern-faced, with a cold voice: "Go take a bath."

"what?"

Qi Sizhan: "Go take a bath."

The voice was gnashed, and the eyes were fierce.

Feeling guilty for no reason, Yu Xiangbei stood up and ran to the bathroom.

The water had already radiated heat, he took off his clothes and started to wash, the warm water splashed on his skin, it made him shiver, and then he moaned comfortably.

After being cold for so long, taking a hot bath is really very comfortable!

He washed for a long time, until he wanted to sleep, then he reached for the towel, and then froze——

Depend on!Forgot to take clothes! ! !

Yu Xiangbei patted his head, his face full of annoyance, after a while, he couldn't hold back anymore, and shouted to the door: "Qi Sizhan!"

"Yeah." The voice was right at the door.

Yu Xiangbei was taken aback.

Damn, is this Qi Sizhan just guarding the door? !

"I forgot to take my clothes..."

As soon as the voice fell, the door was opened, and a hand stretched in, with pajamas and underwear on it.

Yu Xiangbei was slightly taken aback, his eyes were a little lost.

and so……

Did Qi Sizhan know that he didn't take the clothes, so he stood at the door with the clothes and waited?

He took a very long shower today...

Yu Xiangbei pursed his lips, then reached out and took the clothes.

That hand was beautiful, with well-defined knuckles. After he took the clothes away, the beautiful hand was retracted, and then the door of the bathroom was closed.

Footsteps sounded outside, and Qi Sizhan left the bathroom door.

Yu Xiangbei was holding the clothes in his hand, looking at the door, a little lost in thought.

The starting station he met four years ago is a very gentle person, especially when facing him, he is always very patient and gentle. When he was sick and received an IV, the starting station could watch over him for a whole night.

At that time, he was always standing at the nearest position, but never made a sound, until he shouted thirsty, he immediately handed over water, when he shouted hungry, he immediately brought lunch box.

So at that time, he always felt that he was a very gentle person.

And now, four years later, when he saw Qi Sizhan again, his eyes became deeper and his face became colder.

Yu Xiangbei thought, in the past four years, not only has he changed, but also the starting point. He has become Mr. Qi, who is better at getting along with others, but more cold.

But in fact ...

He doesn't seem to have changed.

Even if he was angry, he was still waiting silently at the place closest to him.

He was there whenever he needed it.

Yu Xiangbei thought of this, but he didn't even realize that his eyes became more gentle.

Soon, he put on his clothes and opened the bathroom door.

As if nothing happened, he walked towards Qi Sizhan while wiping his hair, "Qi Sizhan, do you want to take a bath? It's cold today, hurry up..."

Before Yu Xiangbei finished speaking, he was pulled into his arms by Qi Sizhan who had just stood up.

He bumped into him, and his wet hair flicked against his cheek.

The other party didn't care, but tightened their hands tightly, and the two of them stuck together even tighter.

Yu Xiangbei's eyes widened.