The apprentice just wants to die

"We won't just die here..." A voice with a hint of despair came into my ears.

"Shut your mouth, someone will come to save us."

Feng Xun walked past the bright light and looked inside at the entrance.

Of the two people who spoke, one was wearing the clothing of a disciple of the Qingya sect, and the other seemed to be too empty.

The young man from the Qingya sect shook the iron chain in his hand from time to time, with an extremely vicissitudes of expression, "I've been locked up here for almost a month, and I haven't seen anyone else except you guys."

The Taixu young man seemed unconvinced, "Our head will definitely send someone to rescue us, maybe it will arrive in a while."

"You think I don't want it." The youth of the Qingya Sect sighed, "Whoever can rescue me at this moment will be my second-born parents, and I will call him my father from now on."

Seeing the approving look on the young man's face, Feng Xun felt that if he didn't go out again, he would have another son soon.

"Is it just the two of you?"

The young man from the Qingya sect suddenly brightened his eyes, "Someone really came." He rushed to look at the entrance excitedly.

When he saw who was coming, the young man became even more excited, "Feng Xianjun! It is Feng Xianjun who came to save us!"

Feng Xun smiled at Qingnian, walked over and cut off all the iron chains, and asked after confirming that the two were correct, "Where are the others?"

The Taixu youth saluted Feng Xun, "Go back to Feng Xianjun, the others are still in the dungeon behind, let me show you the way."

Feng Xun followed the young man all the way, observing the surrounding environment all the way.

The further you go in, the more humid the walls on both sides are, and the more intense the bloody smell, until it almost turns into substance, and every time you breathe, blood will enter.Even the floor under his feet felt sticky, as if he was stepping on a blood clot that was about to congeal.

Feng Xun frowned, for such a strong smell of blood, at least the blood of nearly a hundred people had to be drained.

Suddenly saw a touch of white from the corner of the eye, Feng Xun thought for a while, and didn't disturb the two of them, but walked over to take a look calmly.

White and hard, gleaming slightly in dim light.

Like human bones.

There are human bones here?

"Here we are." Taixu's young man stood still at the entrance of the dungeon, "Feng Xianjun, our cultivation has been sealed, and we cannot open the door of the dungeon. I will trouble you."

When the people in the dungeon heard the commotion, most of them raised their heads, among them, those from the Qingya Sect were the most excited, "It's Feng Xianjun!"

Feng Xun nodded towards those people, and found that they were all disciples of various sects, so he opened the lock of the dungeon, "Can you still go, come out first."

The disciples who were in good condition stood up one after another, and then half supported the disciple who was too weak to stand on his body, and limped out of the dungeon.

Feng Xun looked at those people, his body was just like the two previous disciples, without any wounds, but his face was pale.

The young man who started talking to Feng Xun saw that everyone was there, and looked at Feng Xun impatiently, "May I leave now, Mr. Feng Xian?"

Feng Xun once again sensed the surroundings with his mental power, and confirmed his previous thought, that there are many human bones buried under the ground.

Those people have probably been murdered, and the bones belong to them.

A formation flashed in Feng Xun's mind, and that formation required the bones and blood of [-] ordinary people as the materials for the formation.

But at the same time, that formation requires all the blood of dozens of practitioners to complete.

If his perception is not wrong, the formation has already been activated.Where did that blood come from?

Feng Xun pursed his lips, and gently asked the young man at the beginning, "What is your birth date?"

The young man was puzzled, but he replied obediently, "Jiazi year, Bingyin month, Jiazi day, Bingyin hour"

Feng Xun thought it was not good, pushed the young man behind him with his hands, and said softly, "Follow me."

That young man still doesn't understand what Feng Xun means, what is good, is there any danger that he hasn't noticed?

But if you don't understand it, you don't understand it, the young man still followed closely behind Feng Xun, as if he was going to stick himself on top.

Seeing this, the disciples also became nervous, "What's the matter, are those demons here?"

As soon as the words fell, a silver light flashed towards those disciples.

In the blink of an eye, those disciples turned into streaks of black mist and disappeared in place, including the youth from the Taixu sect before.

The eyes of the only remaining Qingya sect disciple almost popped out, what's going on, how could he do it so well!

No, no, the biggest question now is how did those disciples become demons?

The disciple thought about it, and asked his doubts, "Feng Xianjun, this is... what's going on, why do they all..."

Feng Xun didn't answer, but hurried back to the place where he rescued the young man in the first place.

Xuan Hua stabbed directly at the place where the young man was standing before.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and the tunnel began to vibrate violently, with clods of mud falling down from time to time.

The tunnel is about to collapse.

Feng Xun pulled the young man who was still in a daze, and left the tunnel as fast as he could.

After the loud noise at the end, the young man recovered his senses, "Well, what is going on..."

Feng Xun sighed, "The demons set up a formation, and they died long ago after their blood was sucked dry, but after they died, their bodies were taken over by the demons, so they became what they were just now."

The disciple nodded half-knowingly, and then looked at Feng Xun with admiration, "Feng Xianjun, you are too powerful, you can see that."

Then he patted himself on the chest, "I'm so lucky that I'm still alive."

Feng Xun smiled at the disciple, and didn't intend to tell the fact that he survived because he was born in a sunny year, and he was regarded as the eye of the formation.

"Let's go."

"Host, have you read the original work?" 520 waited outside the set with Mo Wuyou, and suddenly thought of such a serious question.

Its host wouldn't come here without any preparation.

Seeing that Mo Wuyou didn't speak, 520 became more and more convinced of this idea. The host must have never read it, but he was embarrassed to say it, so he was waiting for his help.

The white light of 520 flashes, it should be used at this time, let it transmit the plot to help the host.

As a result, when 520 found the original book and planned to transfer it, Mo Wuyou said quietly, "I've read it a long time ago, don't disturb my thinking."

"..." The 520's white light instantly dimmed. Sure enough, it was a useless system.

Mo Wuyou recalled the plot of the original novel, he only had to audition for a role that didn't have much role.

This role is called Fu Han, and it doesn't require much acting skills. The key is that the appearance value is very high, and the actor is required to be delicate without being too feminine.It must be seen that it is a man, but the lines of the man should not be too obvious.

After reading the request, 520 looked at the face of its own host, and thought to himself, it doesn't believe that anyone can snatch the host.

After Mo Wuyou sorted out the plot, he walked into the waiting area of ​​the set and found a chair to sit down with a lazy smile on his lips. He quite liked this character.

The person sitting next to Mo Wuyou frowned, feeling a sense of crisis in his heart.He also came to audition for the role of Fu Han.

Originally, Wang Shen was very confident in this role. When he came in, he had already secretly looked at the people waiting here. Some of them were girlish, and some were too rough.

After such a comparison, he is the one who fits the role the most.

Moreover, Wang Shen has a premonition that this drama will definitely be popular, and as the most controversial villain in this drama, it will definitely attract a large number of fans, and he is bound to win it.

But where did this person come from?

Although Wang Shen was very unconvinced, he had to admit that this person's face was too blessed, and this role was tailor-made for him.

If the director sees this face that perfectly meets the requirements, he will undoubtedly choose him.

How to do?

Wang Shen gritted his teeth, asking for wealth and wealth. He is a well-known actor after all, and this person is just a newcomer. Even if he hurt his face, as long as he apologizes sincerely, he can still say What.

If you don't give up, you will recruit gangsters, maybe you can take the opportunity to increase your exposure.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it made sense. A malicious look flashed across his face. Wang Shen picked up the water glass beside him, and said to Mo Wuyou with a hearty smile, "Hello, my name is Wang Shen. I haven't seen you before." , is a newcomer."

Mo Wuyou glanced at Wang Shen, then closed his eyes lazily, not wanting to talk to him at all.

The malice in this person was almost overflowing, he really didn't feel it.

520 flew to Wang Shen's head, jumping up and down, "Host, is this idiot trying to harm you?"

Mo Wuyou answered in his heart, "You're not too stupid."

"I'm not stupid!" 520 retorted aggrievedly in Mo Wuyou's heart, its host always underestimated it, it was too much.

Wang Shen's eyes darkened. This newcomer really didn't know what to do. He dared to put on airs when a senior like himself came to talk to him. Did he really think that everything would be fine with such a face?

Standing up slowly, he handed over the water glass in his hand, "I see you didn't bring any water, it will be bad if you become hoarse in the audition later, do you want to drink some?"

Mo Wuyou still didn't open his eyes, acting like I'm too lazy to talk to you.

Wang Shen became more and more angry, but still had a friendly smile on his face, "I'll treat you as if you want to drink if you don't speak, then I'll pour you some."

As he said that, he pretended to let go of his hands, and the boiling water in the cup poured down on Mo Wuyou's face, and Wang Shen even made an apologetic expression.

"Ah!" There was a scream, but it was not Mo Wuyou, but Wang Shen.

Mo Wuyou grabbed Wang Shen with his hands at the moment the boiling water poured down, and pulled him to his place, perfectly completing the replacement.

Wang Shen's face became red and swollen in an instant, and the skin was broken in several places, which looked very scary.

Mo Wuyou twitched the corner of his mouth, and wanted to add insult to injury, but his name happened to be called at the audition, so he had to give up this idea regrettably.

"Fortunately, I'm leaving."

The author has something to say: Master: The demons are really cunning, they almost fell for it.When I go back, I must tell Wuyou about this experience.

Mo Xiaoyou: I'm finally going to audition, and I also solved an idiot, which is really good