Journey To the World of Film and Television

at the same time.

Seeing that it was getting late, Shen Yindeng gathered a few toolmen except Cang Hong, Bai Jin, Yan Furui, and Wang Qiankun to return to southern Xinjiang to find evidence of the appearance of 'Bai Ying', but Zhou Ji blocked the roadside as soon as he left the hotel.

"Mr. Zhou, are you here to convey the imperial decree again?" Ding Dacheng, who is quite irritable, was the first to attack, and he glanced at Zhou Ji with disdain, and said sarcastically, "Your master already knows that we are going to Miaojiang to track down Baiying's traces. , what? Didn't she tell you?"

Zhou Ji frowned slightly. He has always hated two kinds of people. One kind of people is inexplicably hated when he looks at him, such as the ______ from Qing Yu Nian World. heaven and earth.

With a touch of the fingertip, a spiral of true qi flew out, the domineering radiating true qi and the concealment of the ninety-nine return to yang internal force were combined, and the fluctuating air could be vaguely seen, shooting towards Ding Dacheng's shoulder socket.

Ding Dacheng snorted coldly, with his fists in front of him, mana surged out of his body to resist Zhou Ji's blow.

In the eyes of others, these two people may have suffered from the second-year illness, but Cang Hong, Bai Jin, and Shen Yindeng present could feel this almost invisible fluctuation of true energy.

"Small tricks, but that's all!"

Ding Dacheng's body was covered with a layer of bright red light, and he resisted Zhou Ji's finger with the help of mana. After realizing that the opponent's finger was not as strong as imagined, the sarcasm on his face became stronger, but he didn't know that what he blocked was only the first finger. Ninety-nine ways to return the internal energy of yang.

Another radiation zhenqi that cannot be detected by the naked eye also returned to the most basic nuclear radiation with the collapse of Jiujiu Huanyang's internal force, and then covered the body surface.

For the time being, these radiations cannot penetrate completely due to the existence of mana, but after Ding Dacheng vented his mana, it has already quietly damaged his internal organs.

"Go back and ask your master to teach you something." As he spoke, Ding Dacheng's complacent expression froze slightly, and he was suddenly speechless.

The nosebleed spewed out without warning, part of it poured into the mouth from the nasal cavity, and bright red blood flowed out from the corner of the mouth as soon as he opened his mouth. It was obviously not injured, but it seemed to have suffered an internal injury.

"What kind of sorcery is this!"

Everyone was a little surprised for a while, even Chen Yindeng and Bai Jin didn't notice the fluctuation of the monster power of the Han tribe and the hanging door technique, even Cang Hong changed slightly, stepped forward to grab Ding Dacheng's wrist, and signaled his pulse with two fingers.

"Slight punishment will not endanger life."

Zhou Ji smiled indifferently, ignoring the hostility of the crowd, and turned to look at 'Fan Ruoruo' at the corner of the crowd, the indifference and arrogance in his eyes faded away.

Zhou Ji sighed quietly, suppressed his messy thoughts, and said seriously: "Miss Shen, can you take a step to speak?"

Shen Yindeng frowned slightly, and then slowly eased. She knew that Si Teng needed to be killed, and Zhou Ji was an insurmountable obstacle.

The relationship between him and Si Teng is very special, and he has won Si Teng's trust.

If it is used, it may not be impossible to persuade it to defect and take it for its own use.

Thinking of this, Chen Yindeng made up his mind and decided to take the opportunity to take down Zhou Ji first, and use him as an undercover agent. It might have a miraculous effect at the critical moment.

The two left the intersection and walked towards the bamboo forest outside the hotel, one behind the other five steps apart.

Zhou Ji observed Chen Yindeng's back, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that he was similar to Fan Ruoruo. No matter in appearance, body shape, or even the slightly flat front mound, it was exactly the same as in his memory.

"Actually, even if Mr. Zhou doesn't come to see me, I still want to have a chat with Mr. Zhou." Chen Yindeng smiled faintly, with a scarlet gleam in his eyes.

"Oh? What does Miss Shen want to talk to me about?"

Zhou Ji didn't feel anything strange at first, and he didn't even notice the streamer in the depths of Chen Yindeng's eyes. In his line of sight, he was still the girl who blocked his arrows.

He even recalled that nightmare that he had long forgotten.

"Mr. Zhou, you are a human race, and Si Teng is a human race. Why do you do your best to serve Si Teng?" Shen Yindeng took a few steps towards Zhou Ji while speaking, "Either you have expectations of her, or you are rejected by her." Coercive threats, which one are you?"

"I don't think you're the kind of person who is subservient and a slave." Chen Yindeng walked up to Zhou Ji in a blink of an eye, looked straight into Zhou Ji's eyes and said, "So, what do you want? What is it? Why don't you come to the hanging door for help, maybe we can help you?"

"Si Teng and I are just a cooperative relationship, not master and servant." Zhou Ji shook his head and said quietly, "As for what I want, Xuanmen can't help me."

"Xuanmen can't help you, can't I help you?" Chen Yindeng's eyes flickered, "Did Mr. Zhou remember me? What's my name?"

"Ruoruo." Zhou Ji murmured, still showing some resistance between his brows.

"Look, I am Ruoruo." Chen Yindeng smiled sweetly, picked out a small yellow flower from the void, and handed it to Zhou Ji, "You still like me, don't you?"

"I'm sorry." Zhou Ji seemed to feel that the handkerchief on his chest was a little hot, "I owe you in this life, if there is a next life, if there is an afterlife, I will definitely try my best to make it up to you."

"It's okay, I don't want the next life, and I don't want the next life, I just want you to do what I tell you, I just want to see how happy you are"

The black hair in the handkerchief became hotter and hotter. Zhou Ji looked down subconsciously, as if he saw Si Teng's body protruding from his chest, and raised his palm to slap Chen Yindeng.

Crack~!

It's fantasy and it's real.

A crisp applause interrupted Chen Yindeng's technique and restored Zhou Ji's clarity.

Looking intently, I saw Chen Yindeng tilting his head slightly, his disheveled hair covering half of his face, and turning his head, there were three bloodstains on his originally fair and flawless cheeks, which looked like paw prints and palm marks.

There was a little more fear in his expression, Zhou Ji took a few steps back, not daring to stare at Shen Yindeng's eyes any longer, and quietly sealed with one hand hidden in his sleeve, intending to call out the Fumo Yulei Sword in the sword box at any time.

'Fortunately, I asked Si Teng beforehand, and didn't rush to find Chen Yindeng. ’ Zhou Ji was still in shock, and in an instant he had already planned his escape route, planning to run to rescue soldiers if something went wrong.

"Si Teng!" Chen Yindeng's eyes were ruthless, he suppressed the killing intent in his heart, and did not continue to attack.

Not to mention that everyone in Xuanmen was waiting outside the bamboo grove, even Zhou Ji in front of her, she didn't know how many backhands Si Teng had left behind.

"This kind of sorcery is also a hanging door technique?" Zhou Ji was ready to launch, and teased, "I'm afraid Miss Shen has another identity?"

Only now did he really see Chen Yindeng's appearance clearly.

Well, to be honest, bad women are pretty good-looking too.

Paired with Miao and Xinjiang ethnic costumes, although it looks a bit cold and mean, it also has a dangerous charm.

Thanks to "Yemotong" for the reward of 100 coins.