After inheriting the inheritance, I became popular in the entertainment industry

Wang Yanjing fell asleep and felt something bouncing around his neck.

"Huh?" He thought it was a bug in a daze, and rushed away, touching the metal surface.

Hard, hot, like iron being calcined in a furnace.

Wang Yanjing opened his eyes suddenly, and saw a strange scene at once—the pendant escaped from his neck automatically, swinging in the air, the silver part was emitting smoke, and the gemstone in the middle was shining brightly, blood red and blood red was shocking.

"Ge Tao," he called out quickly, "are you there?"

Ge Tao appeared quickly, and said without waiting for him to speak, "His Royal Highness, come quickly."

In the blink of an eye, they switched to another room, and the picture of the pendant jumping and glowing was no longer scary.

Because Shao Hean was holding a burning sword, and was about to strike at a blood-stained human figure lying on the ground.

"Hey!" Wang Yanjing subconsciously blocked it.

Shao He settled for a moment, the fighting method he had just learned before was also considered effective, and he successfully stopped the slashing.

"Get out of the way." Seeing him, Shao Hean still didn't put away that bloodthirsty and fierce expression.

"Put down your weapon first," Wang Yanjing didn't know what happened, but he really couldn't see someone dying in front of him, "Shall we talk?"

Shao Hean clenched the sword in his hand and said nothing.

They were in a stalemate, and the man whose face was so bloody that he couldn't see clearly yelled weakly, "No, it doesn't matter, it's worth dying at his hands..."

Wang Yanjing recognized the voice and was stunned.

The person who was cut off was actually Chen Zixiao? !

"Worth a fart, you only have one life!" Wang Yanjing came back to his senses, and quickly scolded the victim who was not so clear-headed, "Ge Tao, take him away first."

Shao Hean turned cold, and scolded Ge Tao who was about to do it, "How dare you?"

Ge Tao didn't dare to move all of a sudden, his embarrassed eyes turned back and forth between Wang Yanjing and Shao He'an.

"You said just now that you want to see his grandfather's face," Wang Yanjing wondered, "Why are you going to kill him now?"

"He hurt you."

"What's the matter, I slept soundly in the room."

"Look at Weibo."

"Oh. Don't move, give me a moment to see?"

Shao Hean didn't agree, but still looked at Chen Zixiao with murderous eyes.

"What's the rush, he's half dead." Wang Yanjing persuaded again, "If he really did something bad, I'll help you!"

He negotiated nicely, but Shao Hean was dazzled by anger, "No, this is my responsibility."

"What is it?" Wang Yan laughed vigorously, becoming more and more courageous, and even dared to approach and hold Shao He'an's hand, "Listen to me once, okay?"

Shao Hean frowned, and the hand holding the sword avoided his contact.

Wang Yanjing's heart fluttered, and he made a big move, "Husband?"

His voice was small, but it was enough for Shao Hean, who was close at hand, to hear clearly.

Shao Hean was stunned for a moment, the dangerous red in his eyes that were burning like flames became soft due to the sudden smile, the corners of his lips were no longer tightly pursed, they drew an upward arc, and leaked a gentle response.

"Okay." Shao Hean withdrew his sword.

Wang Yanjing still felt uneasy, "Where's your cell phone?"

Shao Hean looked at the head of the bed.

Wang Yanjing took the opportunity to give Ge Tao a wink, and Ge Tao was quick to help Chen Zixiao.

"Ge Tao." Shao He'an had expected it a long time ago, turning his back and still controlling everything.

Wang Yanjing leaned over and tugged at Shao Hean's sleeve to be cute, "Where's the phone? I want to see it."

This is what Shao Hean still eats.

Ge Tao seized the opportunity and took Chen Zixiao away.

Shao He'an was attracted by Wang Yanjing who was approaching him, so he stopped stopping and reviewed the source of the dispute together.

The so-called microblogging attack is a nitpicking scolding battle.Fans were looking for a sense of presence, but passers-by couldn't stand it. The violent keyboard man successfully ignited the flames of war with a few curses, which inexplicably made him accused of "hype".

"Oh, that's it." Wang Yanjing didn't expect his current image to be like this, so he wasn't very happy, but he still said for Chen Zixiao's safety, "I don't mind."

Shao Hean frowned, "I mind."

"Don't be angry." Wang Yanjing raised a smiling face, hooked Shao Hean's hand and shook it, "Chen Zixiao normally sends a video, but I didn't expect to meet a gangster."

It's a bit embarrassing to be cute the first time, but I still can't master the tricks the second time, and I have to rely on physical contact to get it together, and the third time it will be natural and without obstacles.

His coquetry and cuteness have been upgraded, but Shao Hean's resistance is as weak as ever.

The corner of Shao Hean's mouth raised, and he held back his hand, "Really."

"Yeah, let him go."

"Okay, listen to you."

Wang Yanjing breathed a sigh of relief, "Then I'll give Chen Zixiao a magic herb to eat? He's injured like that, I don't know if the human hospital can save him."

"It has nothing to do with me." Shao Hean said indifferently, "He threw the prosthesis out when he ran away."

"..." The corners of Wang Yanjing's mouth twitched, not knowing whether he should laugh or not.

Shao Hean looked at it, raised his hand and pinched it.

"Hey," Wang Yanjing was upset, "what are you doing?"

"Help you laugh."

"No need, I'll do it myself."

"Come on, have a laugh."

Wang Yanjing felt that the direction was not right, "Are you molesting me?"

Shao Hean nodded and gave him a smile first.

Without the murderous aura, it is like the warm sun after the severe cold that makes people unable to move their eyes away.

Wang Yanjing's heart skipped a beat when he saw it, he forgot to blink, and stared blankly.

"Cough cough." A cough that was not very sensible sounded, "Excuse me."

They looked over together and saw the ghost messenger who was shaking the shackles last time.

The difference is that this time the ghost messenger is holding a huge soul-catching net. The mesh on it is not generally scary. It is all composed of large and small mouths with fangs. It is completely a dense phobia.

Wang Yanjing was puzzled, "Why are you here?"

"I asked him to come here." Shao Hean explained, "A special procedure was used to prevent Chen Zixiao from seeing his grandfather."

"His grandfather hasn't been reincarnated yet?"

"Well, I have lived 30 years longer, so I have to pay it back."

"Isn't that saved in vain?"

"Have a 15% discount and pay it back for [-] years."

"Oh." Wang Yanjing smiled immediately, "Don't bother, Chen Zixiao is not dead."

The ghost guard sighed, "I see. All right, I'm leaving. Call me next time when you think about it."

"Please stay!" Wang Yanjing went up to stop him, "Well, can you also give my friend a discount? His name is Zhou Zetao, he has never done bad things, and he will definitely make more confessions after living these years..."

The ghost guard glanced at Shao Hean, "Didn't you tell him?"

"Tell me what?" Wang Yanjing was puzzled.

"Your husband has made arrangements," said the ghost messenger, "a [-]% discount."

Wang Yanjing thought that Zhou Senze could suffer less, so he didn't care about what her husband said, "Okay, thank you!"

"Thank you husband, go." The ghost messenger pointed to the bed in the room.

"..." Wang Yanjing's smile froze.

What is the world now?The ghost messenger also has yellow waste in his head?

The ghost guard didn't say anything else, and left, walking fast as if the house was so scary.

"Thank you." The ghost's words were not pleasant, but it reminded Wang Yanjing of the importance of thanking, "I will let Xiao Zhou repay you."

Shao He'an was not as domineering as he was when he forced the kiss before. He sat back on the sofa and stared fixedly at a corner of the room.

Wang Yanjing remembered that before the ghost messenger left, he looked at the place twice and asked, "What's there?"

"It's nothing." Shao Hean said, "Go back."

Wang Yanjing still felt weird, "You really don't want to kill Chen Zixiao, do you?"

"Don't kill." Shao He'an said, "I haven't practiced much, so killing a human being is quite laborious."

Wang Yanjing didn't understand anymore.

He has no way to accurately judge the strength of the demons, but he remembers what he said in his notes: the weapons of the demons represent their strength to a certain extent, the more frightening they are, the more powerful their masters are.

The sharp sword Shao Hean was holding just now was the same as the blade seen in the hands of the Demon King Liqian last time, making the room dark and oppressive, full of murderous aura.

Could it be that he is too weak?No, even the weakest demons have survival instincts and can perceive the horror of the enemy.He has the blood of the royal family. The last time he visited the Demon Realm, he didn't feel scared when he saw the weapons of the four generals. Isn't he weak?

"What are you thinking?" Shao Hean approached at some point.

Wang Yanjing was startled, and hurriedly backed away, "It's nothing, goodbye."

He didn't know how strong Shao He'an was, but he knew that he would never be able to beat him and might be unpacked for inspection.

Wang Yanjing hurried back to the room, wanting to go to bed early, but found his manager Cheng Haifeng waiting at the door.

"Yanjing, the pie is falling from the sky!" Cheng Haifeng was very excited, "We can participate in the second season of "Performance Feast"!"

Wang Yanjing was also excited.

It was a popular variety show that could show acting skills.

Here comes his chance to take off his "Hot Search Actor" hat.