The Lord's Road to Superstar

When Ling Feibai opened his eyes, there was already a dark scene in front of him, and there was nothingness floating under his feet. He immediately realized that he was pulled into the illusion by the demons inspired by the brand of the soul.

It's just a demon, and this kind of invisible thing can only use this kind of tricks. Ling Feibai's hatred, big and small, has been avenged one by one. There are no major regrets in life. The demon can see what he once had The pain he suffered, but he can no longer shake his state of mind with those past events.

Sure enough, in the next second, the surrounding black mist quietly collapsed, condensing into the figures of a couple with blood on their faces, struggling and howling as they ran over.

"Yinshi...Yinshi...help me——"

With bloody faces on their faces, the couple grabbed Ling Feibai's arm, stared at him in horror and cried bitterly: "Yinshi, we are your parents, you can't ignore our lives!"

Ling Feibai looked coldly at the biological father and mother who were transformed by the demon, without saying a word.At the same time, countless struggling hands stretched out from the darkness, all attacking the seemingly defenseless Ling Feibai, ready to submerge him under the siege.

Ling Feibai, who was as calm as before, hooked the corners of his lips, and just waved his sleeves. In an instant, the noisy scene in front of him turned into ashes, and he pursed the corners of his lips indifferently: "It's a small skill, it's nothing to worry about. Demons are only at this level."

As soon as he finished speaking, flames shot up all around him, and the blood-like hot flames illuminated his cold and fair face. Countless fiendish human-shaped phantoms held various weapons and rushed towards him aggressively, all of which were captured by Ling Feibai calmly. avoid the past.

The appearance of those phantoms did seem familiar, without exception, they were all people who had died in his hands, whether they were decent or vicious, they were nothing more than illusions of dead people.

At this time, Ling Feibai condensed a long sword with the power of his own soul. Once the long sword is sacrificed, no one can resist the lingering sword light wherever it goes.

For a while, the momentum of the flame spread was even greater, and the fiery red color infected Ling Feibai's cold and watery eyes, bursting out with a trace of awe-inspiring murderous aura.

One foot stepped on the head of the fallen figure, crushing and crushing out a puff of black smoke, the pinch of cold flame burning in Ling Feibai's eyes increased instead of extinguishing, he held the long sword, lingering around him With an ice-grain-like aura, the simple white shirt on his body fluttered under the whistling storm in the fantasy space, and his jet-black hair fluttered non-stop.

Just as he was about to hold the sword and prepare to break through the barrier of the illusion space, a familiar and strange scent of grass and trees suddenly came from behind him, followed by a soft voice.

"Yinshi." A pair of cloud boots stepped out slowly in the chaos, and Xuanli's familiar face slowly and clearly appeared in front of him through the misty darkness.

Ling Feibai was not surprised at all, and turned around blankly: "This demon is really not distracted at all. Could it be that he wants to fabricate you to confuse me? It's too naive."

Xuanli tilted his head slightly, and smiled quite unexpectedly, his voice was too ethereal, echoing in the empty space: "I thought that my appearance could at least surprise you, but I didn't expect you It's still the same as before, it hasn't changed at all, it's still the same as before, so stubborn and cruel."

"Don't talk nonsense. I can kill the real body without hesitation. It's just an illusion. Why should I be merciful?" Ling Feibai laughed, and the long sword in his hand came out quietly. "You shouldn't provoke me, demon."

"Demon?" Xuanli raised his long sleeves, covered his mouth and smiled softly, he leaned forward nervously, with the tails of his eyes slightly raised, not caring at all that the long sword had passed across his cheek, leaving There were bloodstains all over, "For so many years, you don't even know that I've been by your side..."

Before Xuanli could finish speaking, Ling Feibai's sword stabbed down precisely, right in the middle of his abdomen. Black and red blood flowed out continuously from his abdomen, soon dyeing his gorgeous and delicate body red Xuanli didn't seem to care about the long gown, with a little blood on his finger, he put it on his lips and licked it, that evil and wanton smile seemed to be feeling the sweetness of his own blood.

"Do you think... just relying on this, you can kill me?" Xuanli raised his head and laughed, his shoulders trembled because of the laughter, and his expression seemed to be too excited I had a temporary convulsion, "You are wrong, Yinshi...you will be mine, you will be mine when I live, and you will belong to me after death. Yinshi, without me, you are nothing...you have to remember live……"

Saying this, Xuanli suddenly got into trouble and pushed Ling Feibai hard. The sword was pulled out from under his belly, and a few drops of blood splashed on the back of Ling Feibai's hand. On it, the red is dazzling and bright.

In the next second, he stretched out his arms and pushed Ling Feibai out of this illusion shrouded in black mist.

His strength was unusually great, and even Ling Feibai, who was in the Golden Core stage, could not completely compete for a while.

I just felt a sudden flash of white light in front of my eyes, and there was a sharp pain in the brand of soul on the back of Ling Feibai's neck, and he was suddenly torn out of the illusion, and his own soul was also slightly damaged. He fell into a coma——

When Ling Feibai woke up again, he found himself lying in front of the computer desk.Looking at the time, only half an hour has passed, but it seems to have spent several days and nights in an illusion, the spiritual energy in the body is overdrawn, the soul is also slightly damaged, and the whole body is sore and swollen.

At this time, there was a knock on the door of the room. Su Moru opened the door, looked inside, and found that her son had woken up.

"Sleep well? It's cold now, don't sleep here, take a warm bath, and go to sleep on the bed." Su Moru said softly, "Who made you drink so much wine before, now you know how powerful it is. I was still wandering around the room for a few minutes, so I can't stand it now."

At the dinner table, Ling Feibai not only ate a lot, but also drank a lot. Usually he seldom drank alcohol, mainly because he was "underage" and could not drink alcohol. It was rare for Su Moru to open several bottles of good wine today, and he hadn't tasted them yet. He didn't know the red wine in this world, so he drank more than half of it one glass after another, and drank several large bottles by himself, which made other people amazed.

At first, Su Moru was quite worried that his son had drunk so much wine, but Ling Feibai didn't even blush at that time, and he wasn't drunk at all, so it was hard to dispel his interest. It came up.

"A few minutes ago? Did I wake up?" Ling Feibai was pressing his temples, his soul was damaged, and his head was a little muddled and uncomfortable. Hearing this, he couldn't help frowning.

"Look at you, don't you remember, you were wandering around in the living room just now, you shouldn't even tell me, don't drink like this next time, it's bad for your health." Su Moru said helplessly.

Just a few minutes ago, Ling Feibai was wandering around the room as if in a fugue. Seeing his sluggish appearance, Su Mo thought he was sleepwalking and called him. Ling Feibai heard the voice As if she had a little perception, when she turned her head, what she saw was a pair of eyes that were completely different from Ling Feibai's usual ones, lazy and evil, and seemed to be a little novel about everything around her. The face was exactly the same, but she just vaguely felt that her son seemed to be a different person after he was drunk.

At that time, Su Moru was about to say something, when Ling Feibai walked back to his room unsteadily, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "I'm sleepy, it's time to sleep." Then he clicked in a daze The door was closed with a bang.

Su Moru didn't think too much about it, she just thought that Ling Feibai was a little confused after drinking too much wine, and that others were drinking crazy, but his son was fine, just wandering around for a few times, which was harmless and even worse. What's more, her son is getting older, and it's hard for her to care about anything, so she just followed him to sleep.

Su Moru here didn't think it was strange at all, but Ling Feibai's brows were tightened even more. He took out a tissue and wiped the already black and red blood on the back of his hand, his eyes were condensed.

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Because of the damage to his soul, Ling Feibai's body was not very healthy, so he took a few days off for the first time.He is usually dedicated to his work in the crew, and his efficiency is very fast. Basically, the plays with him are all one-way, and the progress of the crew has been accelerated a lot because of this.It was rare to ask for a leave of absence, and Ling Feibai did not receive any censure. Instead, the directors made a special phone call to express their condolences, telling him to take a good rest and come back after he recovers.

So Ling Feibai lay down for three days and three nights on this trip, using sleep to repair his damaged spirit. He was fine this time, but Su Moru was frightened and said nothing. Ken let him drink no more, not even alcoholic beverages.

In fact, Ling Feibai, who can kill several large jars of sauce-flavored liquor by himself, was a little depressed about this. You must know that the reason why he fell asleep for many days was not due to alcohol.

It's just alcohol, how could it be possible to put him down?It is too small to underestimate his drinking capacity.

But seeing that Su Moru couldn't hide his worry amidst his toughness, he decided not to explain and just let nature take its course.

And just as Ling Feibai was lying at home these few days, rumors about Ling Feibai spread on the Internet again. Headed by several gossip marketing accounts, several vague and ambiguous pictures were put on the Internet, and more There are related posts frantically popping up on major forums.

The movie "Time Flies" has just been released, and now Ling Feibai can be said to be one of the most popular male stars in China. All the big and small news related to his name will attract attention and have their own popularity, so these few pixels The not-so-high-definition photos also quickly spread across the Internet under the influence of the parties, and gradually became fermented and inflated.

At the same moment, Song Jun happened to be browsing the webpage. In front of the computer screen, a cold white light shone on her delicate face, and then she curved into a smile that was inevitable.

"Ling Feibai..." She sighed and propped her chin, her pale fingers traced the outline of the young man in the photo on the screen, with a hint of disdain in her obsession, she smiled sweetly, and murmured capriciously and proudly He muttered, "If I can't get you, I'll just destroy you."