The scorching sun was at the head, and the crew of "I Want" started work again under the scorching sun. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

[After a while, the teleportation array fluctuated, and an old man in a cyan Taoist robe appeared. He stepped on the seven-colored carpet and walked steadily towards the Tangram Pavilion. There was a commotion in the crowd, and some discussions were faintly heard, and the old man in Tsing Yi was the first to step on the seven-colored carpet without being bounced off.

"Shuyang real person has arrived!!" The monk at the door shouted with true qi, and the voice spread in all directions, and a maid in a blue mopping flower skirt came out of the Tangram Pavilion, respectfully taking Shuyang Zhenren into the Tangram Pavilion. After the old man, a few more people stepped on the seven-colored carpet to the door of the Tangram Pavilion, and all of them were the best among the crowd.

While everyone was still appreciating the appearance and bearing of the previous Immortal Sect Prince, the Imperial Weapon Field ushered in the first treasure, and a white jade fan floated from the air and fell into the Imperial Weapon Field. A handsome man dressed in a white light gauze dress fell from the sky, his toes tapping on the carpet.

At this time, a clear voice came from the air: "Senior Brother Qing, I didn't expect you to arrive first!" The words were closed, and a woman dressed in pale pink appeared in the air, with a gorgeous and bright face. Holding a bamboo flute in his hand, it slowly fell. Lianbu gently stepped onto the colored carpet and walked to the Tangram Pavilion with the man just now.

Before they could enter the pavilion, they were overpowered by the blood and death in the air. A blood-colored mandala flew from afar, carrying a strong smell of decay and death. The mandala finally fell, and above the flowers stood a man in a blood-colored landing suit, his eyes piercing and seductive.

Every move made people feel suffocated, Qing Yu's unique phoenix eyes narrowed, and the red lips pursed word by word: "Blood Demon, Palace, Tang, Zhi." As he spoke, the red sky greeted him, with a deadly viciousness. Qing Yu held the jade bone fan a little, and the red shattered into pieces and fell from the sky one after another.

As the red shards fell, the figure of a woman dressed in red with her back to them came into view. The woman knelt down on one knee towards Tang Zhi and clenched her fists: "Red silk see the lord." Tang Zhi nodded, and the woman got up and stood behind Tang Zhi, and only then did everyone see that the woman was wearing a silver mask on her face.

There was a sound in the air again, and when I looked up at the sky, it was a blue sky and blue clouds. A few seconds later, a dense drum beat reached the human ear, as if there were thousands of troops. The drum beats and beats people's hearts, and some people can't stand it and just squatting on the ground and covering their ears and howling. Seeing this, the woman in pink frowned, picked up the bamboo flute and put it to her lips, and a pleasant flute sound came out.

Mixed with the sound of the drums, the two slowly merge together, and the sound becomes calm. People also put down their hands and stood up, and when they looked into the air, there was already a tall and elegant man beside Tang Zhi, dressed in indigo blue and simple auspicious clouds.

"Nanqi and Beiya are here, the Tang Demon Lord is really a big fight!" said the woman in pink contemptuously, who knew that Tang Zhili ignored her. Fighting methods are not allowed in the Tangram Pavilion's sphere of influence, so the two teams can only talk about each other no matter how tired they are. The two teams stepped on the colorful carpet one after the other, and the onlookers were already talking.

When I was still half way from the door, there was another accident. "Ah Zhi!" A familiar voice successfully made the two teams of people stop, a woman in white clothes and beautiful hair, a peerless woman, stepping on the water sword fell from the sky. Qing Yu stepped forward with a big stride, Su Ho said a simple hello to Qing Yu, and walked towards Tang Zhi. 】

Wu Jiaer watched them appear from the air one by one, all of them were outstanding, their sleeves fluttering, and their hearts were drumming. She has never filmed such a big scene and too important a role before, and she can't compare to the people in front of her at all. In addition to fear and nervousness, there is also a trace of envy and jealousy. What can be so lightly done for such a long shot.

The director explained again and again, and everyone watched. It was already three o'clock, and everyone was working in the scorching sun hungry, hoping to rest sooner. Bruce saw that she was nervous, walked over and whispered: "Your appearance is to set off the heroine, it's okay if you don't perform well, and there are editors to help you in the later stage." No matter how big it is, don't be nervous, it's a big deal to shoot eight times out of ten. ”

His stomach screamed at the right time, and Wu Jiaer looked at him resentfully. Is this a consolation? It is clearly the loss of the red fruit. Bruce laughed dryly, took a few steps back, and Wu Jiaer was slowly hoisted into the air, slid down the machine to the center of the field, and was placed on the ground with a smile.

[When everyone looked at the woman in white stunned, there was a coquettish smile and a clear phoenix cry in the distance. Everyone was busy looking at the sound, and a purple hanging tail streamer butterfly flew over everyone's heads. Descend slowly to the end of the carpet. Jumping from the purple butterfly, a woman with a purple gauze mask and a purple tulle soft smoke skirt wafted by, and the purple butterfly flew around her.

Then it slowly shrunk, and finally turned into a butterfly hairpin and inserted into the woman's hair. There was a wave of doubt in the eyes of everyone, including the immortals, I haven't heard of which immortal family uses the purple butterfly mount. The woman giggled, looked forward to the brilliance, and floated past them into the Tangram Pavilion.

Tang Zhi was surprised, her figure... It seems to be Gu Ke, but isn't Ah Ke collecting spirit grass in the Western Desolate Demon Domain? With heavy thoughts, Tang Zhi walked forward with a gloomy face. But I heard the guard at the door singing loudly: "The Pavilion Master of the Purple Bamboo Forest of the Western Regions Purple Sandalwood Pavilion has arrived .........."

After hearing this, the immortals suddenly realized that it was the cult Purple Sandalwood Pavilion. But Tang Zhimei frowned tighter, is it really just a coincidence.....]

"Click, pass, call it a day!" the director spoke, and there was a cheer from the crowd as they rushed to the logistics office. Wu Jiaer breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, although he took two more shots, but after all, it was over. The assistant helped her untie the coercion, Wu Jiaer floated to the shed where she was temporarily resting, and Xiaolei had already received the lunch box.

During the period, she accidentally bumped into Deng Yu, who was talking to Song Ling, and she really didn't have the strength to get up, so she simply hung on the arms of the two of them and asked them to drag her to the rest area. So the two of them dragged the large human sloth to the rest area while talking.

After eating, Wu Jiaer felt that he was alive again, and sat in the pergola in high spirits, rolled up his sleeves, and fought the landlord in a circle with Hu Qing and Bruce. I don't know why she always loses, ten to win one. After losing again, Wu Jiaer drank a glass of bitter gourd juice with a bitter face.

A bottle of bitter gourd juice was half drunk by her, and it is estimated that it will not be on fire until next summer. Another game came, but Wu Jiaer still lost. Just as she was about to hold her breath and drink the bitter gourd juice, Deng Yu came over and knocked her on the head with the script, and said, "Silly girl, I don't know if I was deceived." ”

Wu Jiaer glared, and then instantly understood, and turned his head to inspect Hu Qing and Bruce back and forth. Song Ling walked up to Bruce and kicked him lightly. Unprepared, Bruce was kicked crooked, revealing the poker under his ass.

Wu Jiaer jumped up directly and pointed to the cards under his buttocks, and shouted, "Okay, you Li Er....... Hmm..... "Before he finished speaking, Bruce covered his mouth. Angrily pinched his waist, and he grinned in pain. Hu Qing covered his mouth and snickered on the side, and quietly put the poker under his ass on the table.