Volume 18: The Withered Flower of Hell (17)

Long Qiqi actually fell off the horse, which was beyond everyone's expectations - because of Long Qiqi's own racial characteristics, maybe her ability is not particularly powerful, but she can have a better physique and skills than ordinary people, at least in terms of riding a horse and fighting, no matter how little she is, she can't be weaker than humans.

In fact, Mo Jiayi looked at her like this at the time, and her first thought was not to save people, but to think - Long Qiqi himself is a dragon clan with rough skin and thick flesh, and from time to time he will come to a cloud and mist, and he is very resistant to falling, so he shouldn't fall off a horse and break it, right?

You can't blame Mojia for taking it for granted, and it's not that he, the boss, has any bad thoughts about Long Qiqi, an employee, it's just that the opinions of the creatures in the supernatural world about the dragon clan are all that their physical defense value is too high, and their spell value is a little weaker.

After all, in terms of the strength of the dragon clan's hard scales, many spells can't smash through that natural armor, and according to the law of conservation of mass, it is definitely impossible for the dragon clan to have too profound attainments in magic.

Well, far away, these are just the thoughts that Moga intended to turn around at that moment, and it seems to outsiders that he just didn't have time to react.

Seeing this, Nangong Jue, who rushed over to save the beauty according to the script, frowned, and immediately changed his direction, caught Long Qiqi with a cushion posture, and then both of them fell heavily on the ground together with the coercion line, making a heavy sound of flesh hitting the ground.

Long Qiqi couldn't help but scream.

The martial arts director who was about to answer Long Qiqi was stunned for a moment.

Mo Jiayi, who had seen Long Qiqi's passable skills, was also stunned.

An exclamation soon sounded at the scene, and Director Huang, several assistant directors and a group of staff members hurriedly rushed over, wanting to see the condition of Nangong Jue and Long Qiqi.

The trainer was probably frightened, and he froze in place, and did not come forward to find a way to comfort the frightened horse, and a crowd of people rushed over, and also startled the horse, which was already a little frightened, and the not serious fright suddenly intensified, and it snorted uneasily, and rushed into the crowd with its hooves.

The staff members who hadn't approached all exclaimed, signaling Huang Dao to leave immediately.

Director Huang was immediately anxious, they could run, but Nangong Jue and Long Qiqi were still lying on the ground!!

Mogayi also realized that things were getting a little out of hand, and immediately wanted to raise his hand to grab the horse.

But faster than himβ€”just sit on a small stool on the sidelines and watch their acting appearances.

Because Feng Rong's current identity is an actor, the position he stands in belongs to the inner circle, which is closer than the average staff, when Long Qiqi fell, Feng Rong had already noticed that something was wrong, and stood up with the brush, but Nangong Jue made a move, and a group of people surrounded him again, if it wasn't for the problem with this horse again, he wouldn't have planned to make such a high-profile move.

I saw Feng Rong appear coldly next to the horse without anyone noticing, stretched out his hand, and pressed it on the horse's back lightly, and the horse that was originally running a little crazy stumbled in an instant, and then the shadow under its feet was immediately imprisoned by another shadow, and slammed it-

The horse neighed in fright, but soon quieted down tremblingly, and stood beside Feng Rong and did not dare to move.

Feng Rong glanced in Lin Yingkong's direction.

Lin Yingkong made an "OK" gesture to him, and squeezed his eyes at him.

Feng Rong retracted his gaze, put his hand symbolically on the horse's reins, and then touched the horse's sideburns with his other hand, making a look of giving the horse a smooth hair.

Everyone who was still in a hurry to move Nangong Jue and Long Qiqi away was stunned for a moment.

Feng Rong didn't say anything, and directly led the horse to the outside of the field, lest the horse would be frightened by any strange things.

The big guys were "frozen" by the aura of the seal, and they didn't dare to rush over and tell him that he was very powerful, and after glancing at each other, they immediately remembered Nangong Jue and Long Qiqi, and they were busy running to save people.

But after such a delay, Nangong Jue had already climbed up on his own, but his movements seemed a little sluggish, and a slight cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

Mo Jiayi had already walked in the direction of Nangong Jue after seeing Feng Rong's move, he witnessed the scene with his own eyes, and at a glance he could see that Nangong Jue must have protected Long Qiqi casually, and then his own back directly touched the ground, so Mo Jiayi felt that Long Qiqi was fine, and Nangong Jue was not easy to say.

"Where does it hurt? Don't move too much, otherwise it will aggravate the injury!" Mo Jiayi took two quick steps to support Nangong Jue, signaling him not to move first, and then half-squatted down to check Nangong Jue's injury.

Nangong Jue also saved people out of a sense of responsibility from the onlookers, and after making sure that it was safe, he pushed Long Qiqi out and threw it aside.

Long Qiqi, who originally wanted to thank him shyly, was a little dumbfounded, feeling that this man had a good face, but he had such a bad temper and no gentlemanly demeanor at all.

As a result, Mo Jiayi came over, and he didn't say much to her, if it weren't for the fact that the character couldn't collapse, Long Qiqi immediately wanted to scold people and flip the table.

However, it is normal for Nangong Jue to have no demeanor, because the ground is an antique rough ground, which is very realistic, and it is naturally a little uneven, Nangong Jue fell to the ground with a dragon like this, and his back was smashed out of a bruise, and his hands and feet were also rubbed bloodshot, and there were many places where the skin was broken and looked quite miserable.

While thinking to himself that the other half of Nangong Jue's demon bloodline didn't seem to be able to carry it, Mo Jiayi shouted loudly for Lang Liang to bring over the medical staff or the medical kit, and his tone was still a little hurried.

Nangong Jue looked at the white hand he was holding his arm, and paused for a few seconds before saying, "It's okay, it's just a small injury, don't worry." ”

His tone was still a little indescribably gentle, a little different from Nangong Jue's tough and aggressive appearance after the play, Mo Jiayi couldn't help but glance at him, and felt in his heart that if his temper was a little better, it would make those fans even more unstoppable.

Nangong Jue looked at Mo Jiayi for a moment, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly.

On the other side, Feng Rong had already led the horse to join Feng Rong and Tao Youjing.

Feng Rong glanced at Tao Youjing, "You communicate with it what's going on." ”

Lin Yingkong was a little confused in an instant, "Mr. Tao, has your psychology surpassed species and reached the stage of non-higher animals?"

Tao Youjing twitched the corners of his mouth and looked at them unhappily, "I'm really sorry, I don't have this function at the moment, you should consider finding the one who can really read minds." ”

Feng Rong sighed.

Tao Youjing was stunned from the minister's unfluctuating tone, and heard a little disgust, and the green tendons on his forehead were about to pop out.

He doesn't understand, to what extent such a purely scientific thing as psychology has been demonized by the current people, and it has been misunderstood as a magic stick doctrine, not to mention it, and now the psychic will be made out!

Since Tao Youjing couldn't count on it, Lin Yingkong personally went to check the horse, and as a result, he found a small pushpin under the saddle of the horse.

It's a very old and old-fashioned trick, but it's very useful, and the position of this pushpin is very clever, not that it will be pierced into the horse's flesh at the beginning, but only when Long Qiqi's body is pressed forward, because of the force, so the pushpin will stab the horse's back, making it hurt for a while, and then it won't hurt immediately, if there is no Huang Dao and they will rush up, this horse will not suddenly go crazy and run.

"What does this mean?" Lin Yingkong pulled out the bloody pushpin and asked puzzledly, "Does the other party just want to turn Long Qiqi upside down, not hurt people?"

"It's not like, if you just want to target Long Qiqi, then you won't do it on such a big occasion, judging from the position of the pushpin, this place is very ingenious, and it must be close to Nangong Jue when he is about to fall off the horse......" Tao Youjing muttered while figuring out the personality portrait of the person who did this, "The other party is smart, cautious, careful, and has a very persistent control over the details, he can master other better times to target Long Qiqi, but now he designs it like this, which means that Long Qiqi is just a ...... incidentally"

Feng Rong said in a deep voice: "Nangong Jue?"

Lin Yingkong immediately frowned, feeling that things were becoming more and more foggy.

Why did everyone related to this drama have an accident, and even the three leading actors who are not people have gotten into unknown trouble?

"Why does it have to be Nangong Jue?" Lin Yingkong looked at the two of them, "Couldn't it be Mojiayi?"

Tao Youjing shook his head, "Mo Jiayi knows the identity of Long Qiqi and knows that the other party can't be broken, so the probability of making a move is not high, unless the person doing this is really not familiar with Mo Jiayi's character, otherwise it must not be aimed at him." ”

Lin Yingkong thought about it for a while, and felt that Tao Youjing was right, Mo Jiayi's personality was relatively upright, and he knew that if Long Qiqi could adjust it, he would definitely not subconsciously rush over there, that is, the time of one thought was enough for Long Qiqi to fall eight hundred times.

The three of them discussed a few words, and then separated, Tao Youjing mixed into the extras and the staff, and said to the worried Hua Qi, by the way, to see if any of them looked wrong, Lin Yingkong went to tell the director about the pushpin, and Feng Rong went to see Nangong Jue, who was dealing with his wounds in the dressing room.

in the dressing room.

Nangong Jue had already taken off his coat and shirt, wearing only a pair of pants, and Mo Jiayi was helping him to treat his wounds without being proficient.

Feng Rong was a little surprised, and gave the onlookers an inquiring look.

He whispered helplessly: "Teacher Nangong doesn't let others touch him." ”

Feng Rong said in his heart, this Nangong Jue...... I don't really think anything about Mogayi, do you?