The Lord's Road to Superstar

The great success of "Time Flies" has been seen by the public. After the original one-month release time, the major theaters have added another half-month release time, and Ling Fei, who plays the lead actor in the play Bai has also completely become popular across the country, and with a very strong posture, he has squeezed into the ranks of the quasi-first-line popular niche.

Because of this movie, Ling Feibai was crowned the title of "school uniform male god" by the majority of netizens. The large and fat Huaguo school uniform has always been the existence that everyone mourns and misses, although everyone always complains about its ugly design. , does not show the figure, but I have to say that everyone has deep emotions for this ugly and cute school uniform.

After all, Huaguo school uniforms carry everyone's memories of youth, and they are also the most comfortable, convenient, and durable school uniforms. It should be more practical.

Moreover, the handsome pot still looks good when worn!

Those slender legs, well-proportioned figure, and that cool and handsome face, even the fat and generous Huaguo school uniform, still can't stop him from being handsome, but on the contrary, it adds a bit of green and pure youthfulness, making him When people look at it, their hearts will jump out of their chests!

This appearance is like a boy who came out of a Two-dimensional manga, with a pure and clean smile like the morning sun in the early stage, and a sinister and presumptuous smile in the later stage. No matter which one, there is always something for you!

so!Everything depends on the face!

Although in everyone's opinion, Ling Feibai is still young and has little qualifications, the only works he has produced are "The Spiritualist" and the movie "Time Elapses". There are only three works,

But at such a young age, with such superb acting skills and eye-catching and perfect appearance, he is also a good seed in the entertainment industry, even though he has just turned up now.

That's right, Ling Feibai's birthday has arrived. To be precise, it's not his birthday, but the original owner's birthday. After all, he himself doesn't remember his birthday hundreds of years ago.

Although he himself doesn't care about birthdays, many people do. As a mother, Su Moru makes Ling Feibai's birthday fun every year.

The meaning of birthday is even more different. In this world, it represents adulthood, and it marks the ability to be independent from now on.

However, at the request of Ling Feibai, who doesn't like to be lively, this coming-of-age ceremony was not held so grandly. We only invited a few familiar friends to celebrate together. Everyone gathered around the big round table and had a good meal. Meal, and send all kinds of blessings.

Everyone eats, drinks, and entertains. Ling Feibai is the quietest person who only cares about eating. After a meal, everyone else bids farewell, and the lively atmosphere gradually becomes silent.

What's rare is that Gu Qing, who usually regards Ling Feibai as his eyes, didn't come back from Beixiong country. In the middle of the night, he only made a phone call to wish him a happy birthday.

"Happy coming-of-age ceremony, Fei Bai." His voice on the other end of the phone was a little weak, as if his tongue had been frozen by the cold wind raging in the North Bear Country, and he was speaking in a breathy voice, "I'm sorry that I can't go back to China to celebrate with you today It's my birthday." Every year on Ling Feibai's birthday, no matter what he has on hand, he would put it aside and spend it with him unwaveringly, this year is a rare exception.

"It's okay, I didn't care at all." Ling Feibai said lightly, "I don't like birthdays or anything, as long as they are happy."

Every time he celebrates his birthday, Ling Feibai just needs to sit on the side and act as a birthday boy. The only thing that impresses him is that he can have a sumptuous dinner.

"But, I'm not happy..." Gu Qing said aggrievedly, "I don't see you every day, like three autumns, so I haven't seen you for many years."

With Ling Feibai's current cultivation, of course he can use the spell of teleportation, but he glanced at Su Moru who was still packing the dishes, and he silently dismissed this idea.

"Good boy." He said softly, without even realizing it, his current tone seemed to comfort a restless brat, "When you finish your business over there, you will come back naturally."

"Okay," Gu Qing seemed to be shivering from the cold, her tone was a little trembling, but she replied gently, "Okay, wait for me to come back."

After hanging up the phone, Gu Qing's face was pale, and he took a few breaths. Even the breath he exhaled was a burst of icy white mist. The cold mist lingered around his body. Tired and gently closed, the thick and slender eyelashes like cicada's wings hang down on the lower eyelids, which are extremely weak, as if they could be broken with just a light touch.

There was a thick smell of blood in the surrounding air.

There were bloodstains on Gu Qing's wrists, and the skin was torn apart, which was shocking.Because his own healing ability is so good, he had to cut his wrist again and again, and after the wound scabbed, he cut it again.

The blood flowed out from the wound, and it didn't drip down on the feet. Instead, it seemed to be vaporized in an instant. The thin blood mist scattered in all directions, filling the front, and all of them were covered by a potted plant that looked like a succulent plant in front of it. The flowers were absorbed, and Gu Qing's blood seemed to be the most delicious food in the world for it. The potted flowers greedily absorbed the blood mist in the air, and shook the fat branches and leaves with pleasure, the tiny stems Blood-red liquid began to flow at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Violet Soul Grass likes the cold and cold, bloodthirsty, it blooms for a thousand years, withers for a thousand years, and is reborn for a thousand years, it is the only one in the world.

This year's cold wave is the biggest cold wave in decades, and the North Bear Country, known as the country of the fighting nation, is located in an extremely cold place that is frozen for ten miles. It is most suitable for the growth of Violet Soul Grass and absorbs the aura of heaven and earth.

"It's been almost a month since I raised you, and it's come in handy again." Gu Qing's eyes darkened, feeling that the wound on his wrist began to heal again, he raised the dagger, and cut again, as if he didn't feel any pain, He didn't even frown, "It's not in vain, I put you in the sea of ​​consciousness for so many years, after all, there is still some use."

The plant seemed to be able to understand human speech, and shook its thick leaves. If it could make a sound, it would be mournful now, as if shivering in the cold weather.

"Hurry up and bloom for me, otherwise, I don't mind sending you back to the past." Gu Qing held the dagger in his hand and turned his backhand, the blade was radiant with a biting chill, as cold as his cool eyes.

Violet Soul Grass: qaq chirp chirp!Long live!The snake spirit disease wants to force people to bloom, and covets people's genital enlargement, abnormality, and abnormality!

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At the same time, after Ling Feibai hung up the phone, he sat silently at the table for a long time, Gu Qing's rare abnormality made him a little concerned.

Of course he realized that the latter should have other things to deal with before returning to China, not just the simple filming in North Bear Country as he explained.

Gu Qing's scheming little cover-up has never been able to hide from Ling Feibai's eyes. He has too many flaws, but Ling Feibai doesn't bother to mention him every time.

It's also very interesting to watch a scheming boy playing tricks in front of you, isn't it?

But Ling Feibai has always been an indifferent person. Although he sees many things more clearly than anyone else, he doesn't bother to take care of them.After all, everyone has their own reasons, and he never interferes too much. If many things are taken lightly, people will be indifferent.

Maybe it was because he took everything too lightly, for hundreds of years he rarely had any major mood swings.

Speaking of this point, Ling Feibai would occasionally feel that his state of mind was too calm compared to others. He didn't know when it started, but his emotions and desires seemed to have all dissipated. Over the years, no matter who it is Neither animals nor animals can express any real closeness to him. It seems that he has never really possessed the family, friendship, and love in the world.

For Su Moru, he has a responsible attitude. Although he calls her "Mom", Ling Feibai is very clear that he is only receiving the favor of the original body, so he regards Su Moru as a mother. And he will do his best to please her and support her until she dies.

And other people seem to be limited to acquaintances and acquaintances. His understanding of the concept of friends is mostly from Qiandu Entries.

——Friends, under certain conditions, are connected by cognitive patterns recognized by both parties, regardless of age, gender, region, race, social role and religious beliefs. The highest state of a person who consciously gives help within his ability and his lasting relationship is a confidant.

From this point of view, he has lived for more than 1000 years in his two lives, and it seems that he has not had a single friend who meets the conditions.

Nor has a lover.

For so many years, he lived in isolation.

This life is really lonely like snow.

Ling Feibaikong sighed with emotion, and continued to look up at the starry sky heartlessly without sadness or joy, but in fact he didn't feel sad at all, and was dazed for a while.

Once he fell into such a confusion, he would habitually be in a daze to pass the time.

And just as he was about to turn on the computer and write the novel that was still being serialized and hadn't been saved for a long time, a piercing pain came from his back, and his skin was scorching hot like a fire. From the angle, the imprint of the soul is glowing with a glaring scarlet light.

This damn soul brand!Ling Feibai's eyes began to glow red, and there was pain between his brows.

Every time the imprint of the soul becomes turbulent, it makes people very uncomfortable. The last turmoil was when he beheaded Xuanli in his last life. Looking back vaguely, it was definitely not a good memory, and it caused him a lot of trouble in his previous life. An unhealed wound.

Unexpectedly, that person has been dead for so long, but the imprint left on him is still not peaceful!Could it be that even in this life, he must be firmly restrained by this imprint of the soul?

What's more, there has been no movement for hundreds of years, but today there is movement——

Today's situation is really strange.

A cold smile flashed across Ling Feibai's pale face, and then he quickly squeezed out a heart-clearing formula, trying to suppress the distracting thoughts and demons swarming up in his mind.

In fact, it is not particularly difficult to deal with this brand of spirit and soul, but it is necessary to calm down and get rid of those demons who take advantage of the situation. If it is the self in the previous life, it is not particularly difficult to deal with the cultivation level of the transcending tribulation period.

——But now Ling Feibai is only in the realm of the Golden Core stage, and the Nascent Soul is not as good as it, so it is a bit difficult to deal with.

At this moment, the hostility that surged upward seemed to turn into a black mist-like substance before his eyes, wrapping around his body like black thorns from his feet.