God knows, how long did Mo Huan walk in this place where birds don't poop before he saw such a living creature.

Another man in golden armor and sword in the yellow sand!

Although the moonlight is cold and dim, it can't hide this man's scorching brilliance and domineering!

I saw that his long legs were more than one meter and eight meters, deep in the yellow sand, but still upright; Although the armor on his chest concealed his strong muscles, with Mo Huan's experience, he had at least eight abdominal muscles, and his eyes were like two dazzling stars on the desert, transparent, resolute, and shining.

Could it be that she is dead? This is Hades' subordinate, to take her to the underworld? Otherwise, with her shit luck, how could she meet such a handsome man who drops scum?

Death is death, what's so terrible, it's not that I haven't died, but, Lord Yama, big guy, why don't you give her a full meal, don't let her be a starving ghost, okay?

"I should ask you this sentence."

With a murderous aura around him, Chen Yi looked at the colorful face coldly, and the sword in his hand was not ambiguous at all, and pressed towards Mo Huan's neck even tighter.

Damn, still acting?

In the last scene, she and the so-called big-name male star were also whipped outside, and when she was about to fall off the horse and run away according to the director's request, the male star was eating his own tofu right away.

This small role was won by her coquettishness, cuteness, and drinking three bottles of Jiang Xiaobai, so in the face of those salty pig hands, she endured it again and again, but God had mercy on her, and that Weiya broke off inexplicably and saved her from the arms of the male star.

Although she fell and ate, she may have escaped this unspoken rule that she can't be publicized, but she is still very happy.

So, she followed the wind and began to roll in the desert!

She thinks that this is the basic professionalism, the director doesn't shout "click", and the actor can't stop!

But it's obvious that she's thinking too much!

She rolled all the way, so tired that she vomited blood, and she didn't hear a single human voice!

Then when she woke up, she was on top of this desert, hundreds of miles around, and there was not even a living thing!

She didn't know that she had been walking in this desert for a few days, but she finally saw people, and she still looked like this!

If the tiger is not powerful, you should be sick cats!

"Don't do it again!" Mo Huan didn't raise his head, he sat down in the yellow sand with a tired and angry ass, and continued to shout: "Is there water? As for the box lunch, bring them all to the old lady, I don't eat for three days and three nights, no one can want to get the red envelope! ”

Chen Yi looked at this woman inexplicably, confused.

It's weird to wear, even if you don't care, how you talk is messy, and you can't understand a word!

Chen Yi saw him sit down, and the sword in his hand was also slashed, but his eyes just turned down, and he immediately turned red, and hurriedly turned around.

This woman, what the hell she was wearing, her breasts were half exposed, and the porcelain white light from before could be seen clearly.

It wasn't a monster, but a bunch of white cloth with a shiny light wrapped around the smooth legs, oh, not cloth, because it was transparent, so the slender leg flesh was still clearly visible!

Scared to death!

is the hottest Yangzhou thin horse fluttering or the most popular maiko Xiao Qing'er, in front of the public, he doesn't dare to wear it like this!

Although it is now the heyday of the Wu Kingdom, there are also many disciples who covet beauty, just dressed like this, it won't take an hour to be dead in the wilderness!

"You, you, you, hurry up and put on your clothes, what kind of system!"

As soon as Chen Yi turned around, the sword in his hand also slid down and landed on Mo Huan's chest.

"Hey, hey, addicted to acting? Want to be an Oscar? Believe it or not, the old lady slapped you to death? Hurry up and get some food for the old lady, as well as bath water! ”

Mo Huan glared at Chen Yi angrily, he had long heard that this crew was inhumane, but he hadn't reached the point where he was inhuman, he didn't come back until he died, and he was still filming, as if they were all Oscar winner......s.

No, why is there only one actor, director, cameraman, makeup, and group performance?

"Hello, handsome guy, what's going on? The director, the cameraman, what about those people? Why is it just you and me? ”

Mo Huan found out that the situation was wrong, and immediately panicked, rubbed it, stood up, and asked Chen Yi while looking around.

But Mo Huan's voice hadn't fallen yet, but when he saw that under the yellow sand, four or five big men came out, each like the wind, and instantly drifted in front of Mo Huan, and the long sword in his hand surrounded Mo Huan in unison.

"General!"

One of the big men, making a rough and deep voice, shouted Chen Yi!

Mo Huan looked at these people and was in a trance for a moment!

It seems that after his accident, the crew changed the Weiya division. This technology is so perfect, even the actors didn't see the hanging chains and cranes, and people flew over!

But she is not in the play at all, and no one gives her a script, what kind of play is she playing?

"Click, click! Director, stop playing, director, I really can't act, hurry up and have a boxed lunch, I'm full of food and drink, put on makeup, change clothes, and then continue, OK? ”

Although Mo Huan likes acting, but in this situation, she really just wants to have a full meal, why is it so difficult!

Mo Huan shouted around, and the director didn't show up.

On the contrary, it was the sword between her neck, which simply cut into her flesh, coupled with the blowing of the wind and sand, which made her neck hurt, Mo Huan couldn't help but stretch out her hand and touch it, and immediately the blood on her hand was red, in this dark night, it was particularly shocking!

"Hey, brothers, stop playing!" Mo Huan almost cried, pleading with all the big brothers in golden helmets and iron armor.

"General!"

One of them, screaming at Mo Huan, didn't understand a word, so he had to look at Chen Yi in confusion!

Not far away, there was a red fire, which was burning wantonly.

The wind swept the cracked yellow sand, swirling in mid-air.

Chen Yi glanced at the direction of the fire, stared at Mo Huan again, and shouted at another person: "Up!" ”

Above this desert, far from people, where did this fire come from?

These people, what do they mean, in the absence of a director, cameraman, or Weiya, they are hidden under the yellow sand like a wind?

Mom, paranormal events? Haunted house?

No, it's not right at all, this style of painting is not the style of the crew at all, this plot, and it's not the plot of the script, what the hell is going on, Miss Rong Ben has a good look at it.

Could it be that he has been reborn through time?

Mo Huan looked at the raging fire, like a monster spitting fire straight into the clouds, and his heart was raised to his throat: TNND, I finally got a new life, but I haven't had time to eat a full meal, why did I pour eighteen lifetimes of blood mold and encounter a fire?

No, in order to prevent yourself from starving to death in this desert, you have to find a way to live!

Find the people just now, and then talk about it!