No one knows what Feng Dagang and his royal 'Gang Girl' did in the room, maybe it was a normal exchange script, or maybe it was a whim, who can say clearly.

The 'just girl' is called Su Han, and she is only twenty-two years old this year, which is the age of a flower. Due to her perennial practice, her legs are slender and strong, there is no trace of fat on her body, and her figure can be said to be extremely perfect.

Such a wonderful person is the object of countless otaku's obscene fantasies.

No one ever got her, or she was just a personal belonging.

Su Han went out, his face flushed, his hair was messy, but his expression became more and more cold. She went straight to the dressing room, the originally busy and lively dressing room seemed a little deserted at the moment, the actors who had been announced today had finished their makeup, and there was only one makeup artist in the room, a female assistant, and a young man who was admiring his beauty in front of the makeup mirror.

I saw that the man was extremely handsome, his face was as clear as a carving, and his angular face was unusually handsome. It looks like a bohemian on the outside, but the inadvertent light in his eyes makes people dare not underestimate it. With black and dense hair, and under a pair of sword eyebrows, there is a pair of slender Danfeng eyes, which are sparkling, and people will fall into it if they are not careful. The tall nose and the moderately thick red lips have a dizzying smile at this time.

Su Han was distracted for a while, she couldn't connect the man in front of her with the martial arts master who had made Li Xiaofei extremely disabled before.

"Is it good-looking?" Liu Xuan's mouth turned into an inexplicable arc, he looked at Su Han who was stunned in the mirror, and asked with a smile.

Su Han snorted coldly, turned his head, and responded coldly: "Don't grind like a girl, come over quickly." ”

After saying that, she paused slightly, pushed open the door and left.

Although Su Han covered it up very well, Liu Xuanchou still saw a little greasy from her, the relationship between this woman and Feng Dagang is definitely not simple, seeing that she walks lightly and walks steadily, I am afraid that she is also a practitioner.

When everything was ready, and when Liu Xuanchou arrived in front of the ring with a good scene under the leadership of the staff, the staff of each group who had been waiting for a long time suddenly let out an exclamation.

"Wow, this newcomer is even more handsome than Li Xiaofei, I think it fits the image of the protagonist Lu Han in the play. ”

"It's very temperamental, I feel like I can be popular, but I don't know how the acting is, after all, I'm a newcomer who has never had acting experience. ”

"The person is personally designated by Producer Zheng and Director Feng, even if you can't act, it's fine. ”

......

"All the teams are in place and the filming begins. Feng Dagang looked indifferent and gave an order lightly.

"Tianxingjian, a gentleman is constantly striving for self-improvement. Senior sister, I can't live in your shadow forever......." Liu Xuanchou stood with his hands in his hands, and the tip of his sword glowing with cold light rested against the ground of the bluestone bricks.

"Very good, win me, you are the first person of the young generation. Su Han was expressionless and replied coldly.

Liu Xuanchou grinned, and swung his sword towards Su Han according to the routine taught by the martial arts instructor before, the prop sword in his hand really had no weight, it was light and fluttering, and it seemed that he could fly out of his hand with a slight flick.

Su Han raised his sword to meet him, and stabbed Liu Xuanchou's armpit at an extremely tricky angle.

"Huh?" Liu Xuan's expression moved, and he glanced at Su Han in surprise. According to what the previous martial arts instructor had said in advance, Su Han should have avoided his edge and taken a few steps back.

"No, there's a problem with the sword. ”

Su Han's sword was faintly lit and sharp, which was very different from the prop sword made of special materials in his hand.

The blade of the sword sliced through his clothes, and he hurried backwards.

The two were more than ten steps away, each occupying a corner of the ring and looking at each other from afar.

"Okay, Senior Sister Guan Xiaotong's swordsmanship is really exquisite. ”

"Senior Brother Lu Han is doing well, come on. ”

....

I don't know if I played the group performance of the younger brothers and sisters in the ring, I didn't see the life-and-death fight in the ring, and still shouted under the ring as the script went.

The prop sword was held in Liu Xuanchou's hand, and his handsome face added a bit of palpitating murderous aura.

"If you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust. He quietly glanced at Feng Dagang, who was more than ten meters away from the ring, and the sword in his hand had swept towards Su Han's delicate neck like a white dove.

He is not a person who sits idly by, let alone a soft persimmon that can be manipulated by others, since Su Han gave the instructions of some people to seriously injure or kill him in the process of filming, then he doesn't need to leave a trace of mercy.

At this moment, in the face of the murderous real sword, the prop sword seemed to be aroused spiritually, and the sword body became cold and cold, faintly trembling, as if the dead thousand-year-old Great Rong had been resurrected again. However, the most surprising and inexplicable thing is that it has swung away the sword in Su Han's hand.

It was too late, it was too fast, Su Han shook her head suddenly, and her long black and translucent hair curled up, blocking her mouth like a wall: "Sizzle" was endless, and at the end of her hair, two blades glowing with cold light slashed towards Liu Xuanchou's neck with lightning speed.

His body was suspended in the air, unable to dodge, and the right palm that hit Su Han's arm had to change his move and slash down. With a crack, a large slit had been cut on Su Han's right sleeve, and a large piece of snow-white skin was suddenly exposed to the air.

Su Han's chest rose and fell violently, obviously extremely embarrassed, but within a moment, she regained her calm appearance.

The cold wind and moon are boundless, and the sword edge is like a flash!

Liu Xuanchou, who has a long sword in his hand, has already entered the state of unity of man and sword, and the prop sword in his hand is like a white snake spitting letters, hissing and breaking the wind, and like a swimming dragon shuttling, walking in all directions, sometimes light as a swallow, pointing to the sword, sometimes suddenly like lightning, and falling leaves.

The onlookers cheered one after another, admiring this newcomer's excellent martial arts foundation from the bottom of their hearts.

Su Han changed color and squinted, and a cold sweat broke out on his back. She was in it, and she felt it especially strongly. The other party's swordsmanship is simply unsearchable, and every sword is in a position she can't predict, although it is just a prop sword, it makes her derive an invincible cowardly thought.

Without waiting for Su Han to recover his breath, Liu Xuanchou's long sword was lightly raised, floating forward, his posture fluttering like a fairy, the sword blade connected the points to Su Han's lower plate, and several energetic slammed into her lower abdomen.

"Puff!Puff~Puff~"

Su Han vomited three mouthfuls of blood in a row, and the red blood dripped down the corners of her mouth on the white skirt.

She took two steps back incredibly, and looked at Liu Xuanchou with a cold gaze with a fearful face, "What kind of swordsmanship are you........" As soon as she finished speaking, she was unstable and fainted to the ground.