The strange funeral procession did not stop, among the three great sacrifices and shouts, more than a dozen big men approached again with various weapons, Tuoba Yanqiong picked up Yu Xiaolong's pistol with one hand, and was about to shoot in front of him.

Among them, the main priest suddenly shouted: "Bah......"

Tuoba Yanqiong only felt dizzy for a while, her body shook slightly involuntarily, and the weapon in her hand fell to the ground again, and she felt dizzy and sleepy in her heart.

The sun bodhi in Zheng Ya's mind urged suddenly, and his mouth also roared: "Be careful......"

Zheng Ya didn't know how to use the Sun Bodhi Zi against the enemy, and used the most stupid method, urging the Sun Bodhi Zi at the same time, he let out a loud roar, the effect was not bad, Tuoba Yanqiong came to his senses in time, his body shook slightly, and he flashed an iron rod flying in front of him.

At this time, opposite Zheng Ya, seven or eight weapons had already been handed over, the titanium osmium alloy long stick was swept away, and a series of clanging sounds were heard in the air, and the attacking weapons were beaten back by Zheng Ya again, and one of the big men was knocked on the leg by Zheng Ya with a stick, and he knelt on the ground with a painful expression.

Seeing that the attack of his subordinates was unfavorable, the three great priests couldn't help but be a little annoyed, shaking the bell with one hand, and taking out a thin sword with the other, and also surrounded them from three directions, and beside them, there were more than a dozen big men ready to move, ready to participate in the battle at any time.

The sound of bells has a kind of stunning magic, and Tuoba Yanqiong only feels that bursts of dizziness are rushing to her brain, and it is difficult for her to even stand firm, let alone help Zheng Ya.

Yi He rubbed his head vigorously, with great perseverance, not letting himself fall asleep, Yu Xiaolong was hit by a flying knife, was bandaging the wound, and without checking it, he actually fell to the ground with a thud and fell asleep.

Zheng Ya's tongue bloomed and he yelled violently, which could only make Yi He and Tuoba Yanqiong in a slightly better state, but he couldn't wake up Yu Xiaolong, who had fallen to the ground.

Looking at Yu Xiaolong, who was snoring slightly, Zheng Ya thought to himself, if he hadn't been there, this lustful boy would have been dismantled in his sleep.

Shaking his head slightly, Zheng Ya was holding a titanium osmium alloy long stick, full of energy, guarding in front of the three of them, without the slightest sign of being forcibly hypnotized, and even the combat state was not affected at all.

The three great priests slowly approached, and the eyes of the middle great priest flashed with a surprised expression, and he said slowly: "This little brother's cultivation is fair and magnificent, I think he should be a famous and decent disciple, I don't know why, you will mix with these third-rate people?"

A third-rate person?

Zheng Ya was slightly stunned, and immediately said: "What are you talking about?" I don't understand, I'm a student, and the one behind me is Yi He, a professor of history at Peking University, and I came to the scientific examination with them. ”

The priest in the middle sneered: "Is it a scientific expedition? That's a nice thing to say, you are planning to dig up people's ancestral graves, don't you know what a third-rate is? Then let me tell you, a tomb robber is a third-rate, and he has always been despised by the famous and decent families of the Central Plains, don't you know that you are actually robbing tombs under the guise of scientific research?"

Yi He lifted his spirits behind Zheng Ya, and said in a crisp voice: "It's completely different, our is called protective excavation, restoring the historical truth, how can it be considered tomb robbery?" Zheng Ya, he is reversing black and white, be careful of the soft sword in their hands, there seems to be blue light on it, this is a poisonous weapon......

Zheng Ya stood in front of the three companions, pointed at the great sacrifice with a titanium osmium alloy long stick in his hand, and said slowly: "We are on the order of the country, and we came to the scientific expedition, the purpose is to make the history of the ancient Western Xia reappear glorious, and it has nothing to do with tomb robbing......

On the face of the great priest, an extremely pious expression appeared, and his mouth said leisurely: "History is silent in time, it has its own ancient destiny, those who should rest in peace should be asleep, do not try to disturb the unknown peace, otherwise you will pay a heavy price, you have time to retreat now, don't forget, this is the advice of our Guardian Clan......"

Yi He said loudly: "We want to know how the history of the Western Xia disappeared, and what kind of glorious past the Western Xia Dynasty will have. ”

Next to the big sacrifice, another dark-faced priest shouted loudly: "The Xixia alien race is a sinner race, its culture should not be spread, its history should be drowned, don't be delusional, woman, I advise you, don't challenge our bottom line, otherwise you will be worse than dead." ”

Another tall priest said leisurely: "I didn't expect to encounter a master who can fight us here, but I miscalculated, the great sacrifice, whether to fight or go, you should make a quick decision, I estimate that their reinforcements are already on the way." ”

Zheng Ya pointed forward with the long stick in his hand, and shouted loudly: "If you want to fight, you will fight, see if you can pass my stick......"

Just when Zheng Ya confronted the mysterious funeral procession and the battle was about to break out, on the edge of a salt lake not particularly far away, a young hero wearing ancient costumes and holding a spear pointed forward with a spear in his hand, and roared in his mouth: "If you want to fight, you will fight, the prairie eagle, there is a kind of ...... to fight."

Dong Wenna smiled and said to Zhang Muxi: "It's your turn to go up......"

Zhang Muxi took a long breath, mustered up his spirits, and was about to play.

Next to him, the great director Wang Fenglin frowned and said: "Cockroach, your momentum is a little worse, you can't hold down the stage when you go up, you need to brew a little more to feel good." ”

Zhang Muxi turned his head and said with a wry smile on his face: "Director, Brother Ming's aura is too strong and his fame is too great, I don't consciously feel weak, I can't raise my fighting spirit, and my momentum is naturally weak." ”

Wang Fenglin was stunned for a moment, and said in his mouth: "Also, Xiao Ming's fame is too great, you are indeed weaker, so let's treat Xiao Ming as an ordinary actor, don't put him in your eyes, you must know that the grassland eagle you play is a proud and naturally arrogant character who looks down on the world, and you are so restrained, it is more than a little bit worse." ”

Zhang Muxi was cheering up, and he felt that it was up, but as soon as his eyes saw Brother Ming standing with a spear, he was suddenly a little deflated, Brother Ming played the Tang Dynasty Zhuangyuanlang, who is really strong, and he is a little dwarfed, God, acting is really more difficult than imagined, especially acting in such a supporting role with a heavy role, is it a bit beyond his existing ability?

Wang Fenglin and Lin Juntang glanced at each other and couldn't help frowning.

Zhang Muxi's previous performance has always been good, but when it came to the opposite stage, after encountering the protagonist played by Brother Ming, who has a strong aura and is very famous, he was suddenly stunned, he couldn't lift his spirits, he couldn't act well, and he couldn't get into the state a little, and he had been stuck in this scene for a long time.

It's not a problem of acting skills, it's just a matter of psychological quality, how should it be rectified in order to make this kid full of self-confidence?

Dong Wenna, who was waiting to appear on the side, also saw Zhang Muxi's state, her eyes rolled, and her mind moved, Dong Wenna walked in front of Zhang Muxi, and whispered in her mouth: "Brother Zhang, Brother Zhang, tell you something." ”

Zhang Muxi was a little depressed, and said in his mouth: "Nine-tails, I'm still brewing momentum, why can't I get into the role all the time? By the way, what's the matter with Nine-Tails? Tell me about it." ”

Dong Wenna chuckled and said, "That day in Delingha, Zheng Ya said a domineering word, and now that I think about it, I feel very useful. ”

As soon as he heard the word Zheng Ya, Zhang Muxi suddenly felt refreshed, his eyes couldn't help but light up, and he asked, "Nine-tails, what did Zheng Ya say?" Did you mention me?"

Dong Wenna chuckled and said: "Why not, Zheng Ya said at the time, 'Bald Zhao, you remember, nine-tailed, cockroaches and rats, those are all my people, I will cover them, the position in the crew is solid, no one can move, you bald Zhao can't do it, even if it's Director Lin, you can't decide where they go, get out', hehe, as you know, the bald Zhao was kicked out of the crew......"

Zhang Muxi's mouth opened wide, and he laughed in his mouth: "Nine-tails, Zheng Ya really said that?"

Dong Wenna said with a smile: "Really, it can't be true, I don't believe you call him and ask him, otherwise, how do you think Director Wang and Director Lin are so good to you and me?"

Yes, Director Wang and Director Lin are really good to themselves.

Zhang Muxi perked up, looked at Brother Ming again, and suddenly felt that Brother Ming was like that.

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