After the big brother's paper man is reborn

Nie Qingfeng's hoarse roar was a pain that the young body could not bear, which made the viewers cry and the hearers sad.

He raised his face, expressing his confession with a very serious expression.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" was the first to break down, her eyes were red from crying.

Zhang Yang:  …

He raised his hand deeply, and put down the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, covering his eyes.Then he patted the assistant beside him with his big hand. "Calm down, this is just filming."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-o-b-d-d

Zhang Yang:  …

Looking around, there are crew members who are too involved in the play everywhere.

The only one who didn't make it into the scene was actually Feng Ling who was playing opposite Nie Qingfeng in the camera.The subtle trance in Feng Ling's eyes was captured in the three camera shots at the same time.Holding the sword in his hand, he slowly leaned over to look down the cliff.

This scene is not in the script!

Zhang Yang frowned.

Feng Ling leaned forward and stood on the edge of the cliff, the blizzard suddenly stopped, the wind was tired, and the birds chirped.He suddenly leaned over to stare at the embarrassed Nie Qingfeng who had been looking up at him all the time, and smiled with his lips drawn. "I know!"

As if afraid that Nie Qingfeng would not understand, he laughed a second time, his voice hoarse. "Qingfeng, you... do you know why I took the name Qingfeng for you?"

Nie Qingfeng raised his face, and climbed up a few steps with all his might.Among the peaceful cliffs, I heard Feng Ling telling him clearly: "The only one who enters my room is the breeze."

The wind was jittery, and a giant bird flapped its wings and fell from the sky, covering the camera lens.

"Card--!"

Zhang Yang rushed over angrily, but the cliffs were already pitch black, and the blizzard that had been falling in the sky stopped, and everyone's vision went dark for a moment.Maybe a second, maybe 10 minutes, the fear of falling into the dark makes this moment psychologically portrayed as infinitely long.

No one could see that Zhang Yang pushed away the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose in the dark, his eyes turned into a cold white like granite, and melted into silver-gray light after heating.From his pupils, invisible rays of light shot out, piercing into the two virtual figures of Feng Ling and Nie Qingfeng, nailing them to the mountain wall accurately.

Zhang Yang walked towards them against the shadows, condescendingly, with his right hand in his trouser pocket, and smiled coldly. "Not bad, you have the ability! How dare you descend in the original world!"

He was mocking Nie Qingfeng, but Nie Qingfeng's silver snow cross-collar gown costume had long been wet with blood, and he was still coughing up blood from his lips, unable to speak a word.The arms stretched forward in vain, and the slender fingers were tightly held by Feng Ling.

Feng Ling half-body threw forward, unable to move at all, so he also angrily said to Zhang Yang: "You clearly know that his spirit is about to perish!"

"He's dead, it's none of my business." Zhang Yang snorted disdainfully, and walked to the two of them at a leisurely pace. "It was you who broke the rules first."

The meaning of the words is that Nie Qingfeng's spirit descends forcibly, and Feng Ling sneaks into the original world, both of which are fouls.It turned out that Zhang Yang was willing to cover them because he wanted to use the Lu Xiao body they wore for Nie Qingfeng to gain some cheap benefits.That's why he eagerly burrowed into the old mountains and forests to film this fairy drama "Ling Xian". Through filming, he half-truthfully concealed Nie Qingfeng's identity.

But now that Nie Qingfeng has made a big move, and Feng Ling is completely ooc, it seems that both of them are love brains, and it has nothing to do with his plan.

Zhang Yang didn't feel particularly disappointed.Although Lu Xiao's lifespan is a bit short, at least he has five or sixty years left.Furthermore, the main system is currently busy cleaning up the mess, and has no time to hunt him down in person for a while.He has plenty of time!

This pair is not good, and I will get it from another place next time.

Anyway, there are a lot of people who wear books!

"What do you have to do before you are willing to save him?" Feng Ling's eyes were red, and his voice was hoarse as if it had been cut by a blade.He clenched Nie Qingfeng's fingers tightly, and when he couldn't move his whole body, this little contact might be the last intimacy between him and him.

Nie Qingfeng kept coughing up blood, probably because his true spirit was damaged, and he couldn't last even a few days.

"Since you treasure him so much," Zhang Yang squatted down and sneered, "Why did you go there before? Didn't you hate him? Didn't you blame him for shutting you up in a small black room for a hundred years? No..."

"I never really hated him!" Feng Ling interrupted Zhang Yang sharply, paused, and then suddenly laughed miserably. "I have raised him for 800 years. 800 years! From the moment he learned how to meditate and practice Qi from the back of the cliff until he grew up to be the first disciple of the inner sect, the deity knew every moment of his changes. Accompanying him for 800 years, the deity raised him , protect him, take pity on him..."

Feng Ling stopped suddenly, his smile turned cold. "That's right, Director Zhang, you don't understand. You... are not human."

"The aggressive method is useless to me." Zhang Yang squatted beside the two of them watching the play, his silver-gray eyes were indifferent.

On issues of principle, Zhang Yang has always been hard-hearted.Otherwise, he wouldn't be an instructor-level existence in District No. 15.He raised his hand and flipped the sunglasses on top of his head, covering his silver-gray eyes.In the darkness, even the light from his pupils was extinguished.In the world, there are only two masters and apprentices, Feng Ling, who were nailed to death by the light on the cliff with their fingers intertwined.

Great, clear goals.Zhang Yang slowly took out the silver-gray gun from his trouser pocket.

The muzzle of the gun pointed at Feng Ling's forehead.

"The existence of the contract means absolute bondage. Since you all don't abide by the contract, then don't blame me for turning my face and denying people!"