After the rebirth of the interstellar gangster, the entertainment circle was shocked

Chapter 76 What gave you such an illusion?

He Zhaoyan even fell down, with a panicked look on his face, and kept yelling, which made his ears hurt.

Xi Jiu frowned, glanced at Du Cheng and others who were rescuing others, and shouted impatiently, "Shut up!"

He Zhaoyan's face turned pale, and he was about to say something. When his head turned black, a noose fell down, wrapped around his upper body, tightened suddenly, and dragged his whole body out.

By the time he realized what he was doing, he had already landed heavily on the solid ground, his bones hurting from the fall, and he was rolling on the ground holding his body.

When he recovered, he looked up and saw everyone looking at Xi Jiu.

His eyes were so wide open that they almost popped out of his head, full of shock.

Because the other end of the rope is in Xi Jiu's hand.

Just now, it was Xi Jiu who... saved him?!

Xi Jiu used a rope to pull him out of the quagmire?

He is 1.77 meters tall naked!

62kg!

Xi Jiu's thin arms and legs could lift him up completely. What kind of strange power must that be?!

There was shock on He Zhaoyan's face, and at the same time he didn't understand why Xi Jiu saved him.

"I'll be here first for today's shooting. Let's take some teachers back to take a shower and change clothes!"

Old Liu came to his senses first and called everyone to speed up.

Zhang Xing and Dong Zhiheng were surrounded.

He Zhaoyan was also helped up and the mud stains were treated with towels and water.

He kept looking at Xi Jiu with his eyes, and when he was surrounded by people about to leave, he finally said, "Miss Xi, you don't have to waste your time on me."

Xi Jiu didn't react for a moment, "What?"

Everyone else stopped and looked over.

He Zhaoyan pursed his lips, his eyes were complicated, he lowered his head slightly, and said in a low voice, "I no longer care about what you did to me before. I forgive you. I am not a toy that can be abandoned by others. Now I start from scratch.

, I will never agree to anything you do, nor will I be grateful to you. Mr. Shen is here now. If you really like me, stay away from me..."

This long speech left everyone baffled. They didn't understand why he suddenly said this to Xi Jiu.

But there is more to this than what is said...

Xi Jiu reacted and laughed out loud, "He Zhaoyan, you don't think I saved you just now because I still like you, right?"

He didn't speak to Zhaoyan, but that was obviously what he meant.

"What gave you such an illusion?" Xi Jiu felt even funnier.

He Zhaoyan opened his mouth and looked firmly, "You are the ninth princess of Nanxun, who is above me. I am not worthy of it, and I don't dare to dream about it. You have taken away everything from me, whether you came here after chasing me or because you were in a state of panic.

No matter how much you change, I will never give in."

"..."

"It's excusable to be sick," Meng Che walked over and glanced at him with strange eyes, "You're not sick too, are you?"

Xi Jiu licked the tips of his teeth and laughed angrily.

"Since you love imagining things so much..."

She walked over, grabbed He Zhaoyan by the collar and dragged him towards the swamp. When she reached the edge, she raised her foot and kicked He Zhaoyan down hard.

He Zhaoyan was unprepared and fell straight into the mud. He was stuck in the mire and couldn't scream for help.

Everyone was shocked.

"Xi Jiu, what are you doing?"

"What are you doing?" Xi Jiu tilted his head and smiled carelessly, with a cold look, "Send him down to refresh his mind. Only when his brain is muddy can he daydream better."

"..."

Now everyone understands.

He Zhaoyan thought that Xi Jiu saved him because he still liked him.

As a result, Xi Jiu kicked him into the swamp again in order to prove that he didn't like him.

this……

Everyone was speechless.

Meng Che silently gave Xi Jiu a thumbs up.

"Thank you." Xi Jiu raised his eyebrows, clapped his hands and left, feeling lonely and cold.

Meng Che glanced at He Zhaoyan, who was struggling desperately in the swamp, and sighed, man, sometimes he is so blind to his own confidence.

Quite stupid.

"Help! Hurry!"

Lao Liu woke up and quickly called for people to start another round of rescue.

——

From a distance, before reaching the camp, I saw a puff of smoke rising into the sky.

"Who set off the signal smoke?"

But the fog was pitch black, and there was a burning smell in the air...

"wrong……"

Xi Jiu and Meng Che looked at each other and, as if thinking of something, they speeded up and ran towards the camp.

Sure enough, the tent was on fire!

Over there in the thick smoke and fire, there were still a few figures fighting.

It seems quite intense.

"That's..." Xi Jiu was stunned, "The tent of fear..."

How could it catch fire?

Most of the program staff are accompanied by several artists.

The others were divided into groups and went to visit spots to take aerial shots.

There were not many campsites, and they were all hiding in the distance, shivering.

Where is Yingying?

"Yingying!" Xi Jiu turned around and ran to the west tent, with Meng Che following closely behind.

There is no one in the tent.

Xi Jiu's breath suddenly turned cold, her expression became gloomy, and she shouted outside, "Yingying!"

"Yingying?" Meng Che also followed and looked around.

Xi Jiu walked towards the fire.

Shen Feng, Wen Qingshi, and Yu Heqian all fought with others.

The people fighting them, whips, daggers...

The man holding a heavy bow stands out.

Sima Zeming!

Star Hunter!

Why are they here and fighting with Shen He and the others?

Xi Jiu caught a staff member who was hiding, "What's going on?"

The staff member was trembling, "No...I don't know..."

While they were making the stove, this group of strange people suddenly appeared, started fighting over a disagreement, and even burned the tent...

Xi Jiu's eyes were grim: "Where is Yingying?"

The staff shook their heads repeatedly, "No... I didn't see it!"

This is a primeval forest. Although there are lush green leaves in spring and summer, in previous years all dead branches and rotten leaves were piled on the ground, making them dry and flammable.

If this fire breaks out, the entire island will be implicated.

"There is a river two hundred meters to the west. You can use soil. Think of a way to put out the fire first!" Xi Jiu said sternly to the group of staff who were afraid to hide, and headed that way.

Shen Ting stood in a safe space and looked at him with cold eyes.

These people are much more powerful than the examiners. When Wen Qingshi was fighting, the three of them were fighting equally, and they couldn't get away at all.

Sima Zeming stepped out, nocked an arrow neatly, aimed at Shen Pan, and drew the bow to full capacity.

call out--

The silver arrow flew through the sky, carried by the strong wind.

"master!"

"Beautiful Shen!"

"Pampered!"

Three voices, speaking in unison, made his eyes almost split.

But I couldn't get away at all.

Xi Jiu's pupils suddenly condensed, his fingers slightly clasped together, but he didn't take any action. He was quickly calculating in his mind that this arrow should be able to kill Shen Heng.

The gleaming arrow enlarged in his pupils, getting faster and faster.

Just when everyone thought that Shen Pan would be penetrated and die.

He turned sideways, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the arrow!

Sima Zeming sneered, a weak and boneless sick man dared to catch his arrow with his bare hands?

But the next moment, his smile solidified.

His arrow, caught by Shen Xing, was fast and accurate.

Except for being driven back a few steps by force, Shen Xie was not injured at all, and the expression on his handsome face did not change at all.

"It seems that this body is not completely broken."

Wen Qingshi and Yu Heqian breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"...How is this possible?" Sima Zeming looked in disbelief.

His arrows are made of special silver stone and can penetrate stone walls without any problem!

Not to mention people!

No one has ever been able to catch his arrow!

No one can survive the arrows from his fully drawn bow!

How could he possibly be this weak and sick young man?!

"The arrow is good, but it's a pity," he said, his eyes raised up in fear like hooks, covered with frost, coughing lowly, his thin lips twitching, "I shot the wrong person."

His face was pale, his voice was like smoke, and he was feeble. There was a deathly air between his eyebrows, and his breath was very cold.

No matter how you look at it, he looks like he will not live long.

Sima Zeming tightened his hand on the bow, "You..."

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