Chapter 177

"Many people like An Chen. This is not my subjective opinion. It is a fact. Because she is handsome and cute, there are really too many likes. There are fans, people who have worked with, and people who met by chance." Ji Xuan looked at Fu Yanxing.

   "And some people like An Chen because they have seen her in a mess, know her hard work and ordinaryness, allow her shortcomings and misbehavior, and still want to give her shoulders and candies." Ling Han also stared at Fu Yanxing.

   "I understand what you two mean. I regard An Chen as my own younger brother. I don't have any purpose, and of course I won't use or hurt her." Fu Yanxing's gaze was very firm.

   "An Xiaochen believes in you, I believe in her. Don't talk anymore, I'm going to watch An Xiaochen's filming." Ling Han returned to his indecent look, and walked towards the screen.

  An Chen and the others have been filming for a while, and now they are pausing to touch up the makeup. After the makeup artist has withdrawn, the filming continues.

   Mu Ci gritted his teeth, and took advantage of the light wind to relax his vigilance and stood up from the ground.

"You still want to struggle when you are about to die. Even your dear master died under my knife. If you kneel down and say to me that the master deserves to die, he should be sent to hell. I can consider letting you go." Feng Qian signaled his subordinates to retreat to the back, and now he and Mu Ci stood facing each other.

   "Fart, you beast." Mu Ci raised his sword at Feng Qian.

   "Don't fight trapped beasts, if you don't say it, you will die today."

   "Why should you be afraid of death? After death, you will turn into a ghost to avenge your master." Mu Ci fought Feng Qian with his sword.

   "Looking for death." Feng Qian looked at the shoulder cut by Mu Ci, and was furious.

  Mu Ci seemed to be holding on at this moment, as if the sword was about to come out in the next second. Mu Ci was forced back all the way by Feng Qian, and with a squeak, Feng Qian's sword pierced through Mu Ci's clothes and plunged straight into her chest.

   "Why?" Mu Ci raised his head and stared at his senior brother who had been with him day and night for several years. He didn't want to ask, but he was unwilling.

   "Why? Hahaha, ridiculous, of course you don't know why, master loves you so much, of course you don't know." Feng Qian turned the sword, and Mu Ci spat out another mouthful of blood.

   "Master has raised you for so many years, even animals have the desire to repay you, you are not even as good as animals."

   "Heh, what do you know! He took away the dagger my parents left me, saying that the mountain can't have another weapon. What a joke, it's the only relic of my parents!"

Sometimes, hatred often breeds in corners that are not noticed by people, and hatred can blind people's eyes, so Feng Qian can't see that the master came to cover him in the middle of the night, and made medicine for him when he was sick, and the dagger, The master has also carefully kept it and plans to return it to him.

"A bad person has done bad things all his life, and finally did a good thing. This is called a prodigal son. A good person has done good things all his life, and finally did a bad thing. This is called showing his originality. He should die. This is really ironic." Mu Ci lol.

"So what, he deserves to die, and so do you. Someone, hold him down for me. I want to show that old man how his precious apprentice died in my hands." Feng Qian stretched out his hand and greeted people come over.

   "Okay, let's pass this time. Give Xiaochen the wire."

   Before Xia Jin could finish speaking, several staff members walked over with the wire.

   "Be careful for a while, Xiaochen, you can fall directly to the back, but be careful not to hit the stone." Xia Jin's voice rang in his ears through the horn.

   Be a gentle and positive person, not afraid of troubles, with sunshine in your heart, full of joy, to welcome every unknown and exciting day.

  

  

  (end of this chapter)