The pale golden figure has an elegant and elegant posture, landing lightly, like a fairy flying down from the ninefold sky.

She was followed by four immortals, one on the left and one on the right.

Seeing this, everyone in the Xianmen gathered together and respectfully bowed to her: "I've seen the goddess Yaoji!" ”

The goddess Yaoji held Piang's arm and lifted it gently, the hand ornament on Hao's wrist jingled, she smiled lightly, gentle and detached: "No need to be formal." ”

She walked with lotus steps, light steps, and walked to the highest main seat surrounded by immortal attendants.

Sitting on the main seat, the goddess Yaoji looked sideways slightly, looking at the handsome Immortal Venerable who was sitting in the first place on the lower left, and the smile between her eyebrows deepened slightly.

"I heard that Ziyang recently accepted a disciple, can you take it out for this seat to see?"

Ziyang Immortal Venerable bowed slightly, and transmitted the sound to Wuwu.

After a few moments, Wuwu walked into the main hall.

When she saw the beautiful and unattainable goddess sitting on the throne, a sense of inferiority arose.

She looked at herself like she was looking at the smallest speck of dust in the world, and her eyes were filled with compassion for all things in the world, but also with a little indifference.

I feel like I'm stimulated by such a look.

Her expression collapsed.

"Cards!"

The director held the megaphone and was a little dissatisfied with Lin Qiuran's state: "Qiuran, your current expression should be inferior and complicated, not that you can't wait to kill her now." ”

"One more time!"

Lin Qiuran adjusted her emotions and met the eyes of the goddess Yaoji again, but when she faced such a look that she seemed to be an ant, it was Qin Shuhe who looked at her with such eyes.

Lin Qiuran's anger arose spontaneously.

Can't control it at all!

"Cards!"

"Cards!"

After NG five times, Lin Qiuran's face became more and more ugly.

The director's face was also ugly.

"Lin Qiuran, can you do it?!"

After NG several times, Lin Qiuran passed this party in front of her, but she might have to fall on the spot.

"It turned out to be you."

The Goddess Yaoji seemed to be a little surprised, and as soon as she waved her sleeves, a delicate and small magic weapon fell into Wuwu's arms: "Since it is the first apprentice of Ziyang Harvest." ”

"Then this is for you, this is a dagger made of dark iron from the bottom of the East China Sea, which should be more suitable for you."

Wuwu pinched the dagger, lowered his eyes and made a gesture towards the goddess of Yaoji: "Thank you goddess." ”

Wuwu retreated to Ziyang Immortal Venerable's side, with an intimate posture, and shouted happily: "Master! ”

Ziyang Immortal Venerable just nodded slightly, looking at the goddess Yaoji, the forbearance in her eyes was surging, and her gaze was as gentle as water: "The goddess knows Wuwu?" ”

The Goddess Yaoji smiled, and was about to say something, when she was interrupted by a voice.

This part of the play ends.

Except for Lin Qiuran, who had a few accidents, the other directors were very satisfied, especially Qin Shuhe!

He also thought that Qin Shuhe would NG.

Unexpectedly, from hanging Weiya to the end of this part of the scene, she was extremely smooth, and she was extremely skilled in finding the camera and moving.

Not at all like a newcomer acting for the first time.

There are also some old drama bones among these people, but she has no stage fright at all, and when she should control the audience, he can't help but hold his breath when the momentum makes him hold his breath.

It's like she's a god!

God's Wia can't be stopped at all.

When Qin Shuhe came down, the director looked at her and said three good things in a row: "Not bad, not bad, the future is terrifying!" ”

For several days in a row, Qin Shuhe was filming seriously in the crew.

The director is becoming more and more satisfied with her.

When the staff was filming the crew tidbits, they couldn't help but give Qin Shuhe a lot of shots.

Half a month later, Qin Shuhe came to the most important and final scene.

In between makeup, Qin Shuhe replied to Huo Sijue on WeChat.

[Qin I eat hot pot: Today I have my last scene, it will be over in the afternoon, you can wait for me at the hotel. 】

The location of this scene is in the back mountain of Xuantian Sect.

Wuwu imprisoned Ziyang Immortal Venerable, and when all the immortal sects were looking for Ziyang Immortal Venerable, he didn't expect to be imprisoned in the forbidden place behind the mountain of his own sect.

Receiving the news of Wuwu, the Goddess of Yao Ji avoided everyone's sight and went to the back mountain of Xuantian Sect alone.

At that time, Wuwu had been completely blackened because of the cultivation of forbidden arts.

She was dressed in black, with an exaggerated headdress on her head, slender eyebrows, a slightly upturned tail, and black eyeshadow that made her look particularly gloomy.

The red flower on his forehead also turned black.

Her dress, in a sense, is very similar to the goddess Yaoji, like a fallen god.

The Divine Maiden of Yao Ji looked at Wuwu's appearance, her beautiful brows furrowed slightly, her voice was cold, and she noticed that something was wrong with her at a glance: "You have cultivated the forbidden technique of Xuantian Sect. ”

Wuwu's face was gloomy: "This is a divine technique." ”

A touch of pity crossed the eyes of the Yao Ji Goddess: "Wuwu, you shouldn't be like this." ”

"Don't tell me that!" Wuwu held a long sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the goddess Yaoji, with a look of disgust and resentment: "Don't look at me with your ant-like eyes!" ”

"Are you taking pity on me? Hypocritical gods. ”

Seeing this, the goddess Yaoji didn't say anything more, and directly took out her magic weapon.

"Where's Ziyang?"

"Mind yourself first!"

Wuwu snorted coldly, and stabbed towards the goddess of Yaoji with his sword.

The Priestess Yao Ji stepped back with a light form, dodging her attack, and then quickly fought back, scuffling with Wuwu.

The magic weapon of the Yao Ji Priestess is a white silk that seems to be light and has no lethality, but is actually extremely sharp.

If you are entangled in this white silk, you will be quickly sucked away of your spiritual power, so that the opponent's spiritual power will be exhausted, and you will not have any combat power.

Wuwu naturally knows the power of this white silk.

The two fought in the dark.

Until a strong qi hit Wuwu, the goddess of Yaoji cooperated with it, knocked Wuwu a few meters away, slammed into the big stone, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

And the Goddess Yaoji saw the Ziyang Immortal Venerable who came out of the cave supporting the wall, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Ziyang!"

The goddess Yaoji, who was always elegant and calm in the past, trotted all the way to Ziyang Immortal Venerable's side and supported him.

Ziyang Immortal Venerable was embarrassed, and his hair was a little messy, but he still maintained a decent posture, and he said, "She sealed my spiritual power, and I felt the seal loosen just now. ”

"I broke through the seal and was able to come out."

The consequence of forcibly breaking the seal was that the spiritual power in his body had rioted, and he needed to retreat immediately.

And Wuwu saw the figure of Ziyang Immortal Venerable and Yao Ji Goddess clinging to each other, and roared in disbelief: "Master! You actually did it to me for this woman? ”

Ziyang Immortal Venerable looked at Wuwu indifferently: "I said, you are no longer my apprentice. ”

"You betrayed your teacher and killed your fellow brothers, and your crime is not punishable! I will take you to the penal hall and will not spare you! ”