Sonorous and powerful words.

Like gold, iron, and stone.

Hit the heart of King Xia, who played Ling Motian.

King Xia looked at the dark and bright eyes.

I felt pain both physically and mentally.

It's like he's really done something irreparably wrong.

Pain, from the bottom of the heart to the limbs to the blood and bone marrow.

He clutched his chest.

Stumbling back.

Poured on the green grass.

At the end of his eyes, he only saw the slender back of Mo Neon played by Ye Qinqin who absolutely left.

Walk towards the ink that floats in the distance.

A breath of desolation and despair.

Enveloping his body.

The most important thing in this life.

Abandoned by his own hands.

——

There was a snap and a slap fell.

Tang Jing was excited.

"Ye Qinqin, you acted very well."

He admires artists who are serious about acting, whether they are newcomers or artists who already have coffee positions.

Ye Qinqin chuckled.

"Thank you."

She walked up to Song Yuyi's side.

saw Song Yuyi's eyes wildly and blood-devouring, looking at Ling Motian, the second male played by King Xia.

"What's wrong?" Ye Qinqin was surprised.

Song Yuyi said coldly: "I want to kill him." ”

Even if you know it's just acting.

He only felt that it was particularly glaring.

"Brother Yi, don't be angry, I only have you in my heart." Ye Qinqin soothed softly.

Song Yuyi listened to Ye Qinqin's words.

Extremely sweet in my heart.

The depression in his chest turned into ashes between Ye Qinqin's sweet words.

"I know." Song Yuyi gently picked up the thin and red curved perfect lip flap.

Fortunately, he changed his appearance and changed his name to Xuanyuan Yi to play the role of the male demon lord Bei Mingjiaye.

Otherwise, he knew that Qin Qin was just acting.

He also couldn't wait to put the man who dared to approach Ye Qinqin's side.

Thousands of corpses.

——

Tang Jing looked at the script in his hand.

The next shot is the shot of the second male Ling Motian coming back from the dead.

He gestures to the props group to start.

The props team immediately put the prepared water hose on it.

Make a set of lightning and thunder and heavy rain pouring.

The metaphor shows the deep regret in the heart of the second man.

"Let's go." TANG Jing playing board,

……

The night is silent.

A silvery white bolt of lightning slashed.

Suddenly, the roar of thunder,

Majestic rain.

It is like to cleanse the world of all evil.

A burst of silver-white lightning slashed down in the air.

Fell to the motionless Ling Motian on the ground.

Immediately, Ling Motian, who was motionless, moved.

Slowly stood up in the mud.

Ling Motian who came back from the dead.

Alone in the storm.

His eyes were dazed and painful.

Look into the distance.

There, it was the direction that Neon had left in no way.

A life-and-death entanglement.

In reincarnation, you can see through the true love in your heart.

Ling Motian stretched out his hand.

Clutching his chest in pain.

The sharp sword marks, like an indelible mark, were engraved on his skin.

narrates his betrayal of pure love.

Ling Motian's smile was extremely bitter.

When Neon loved him deeply, the love was like a blazing fire, and the enthusiasm made him feel a sense of restraint.

I thought that the so-called feelings were what Mo Ni Neon should give.

But he had been wrong all along.

When feelings are reduced to the point where they need to grovel to compromise.

Feelings are no longer real feelings.

He came back from the dead, and only then did he realize.

The sincere dedication of each other is the real feeling.

Accept it with peace of mind.

It's just to hide the greed and lack of hope in the heart.

Ling Motian's eyes changed from pain to determination.

Said slowly: Neon, I lost you, God gave me a chance to be reborn, I must sincerely repent, once, you chased me hard, I am willing to repay the apologies and affection in my heart.

Electricity and light are staggered, under the silvery white light.

Ling Motian's dejected figure gradually faded away.