Chapter 278: 8 knives, every one of them is real!
Chapter 278: 8 knives, every one of them is real!
Jin Ruoyun remained motionless.
Xiao Hong was so anxious that she shouted at the top of her lungs, "Mom, my second uncle really wasn't acting! The knife I used was..."
...real sword!
Before he could utter two words, a cough suddenly rang out.
Xiao Hong's voice paused for a moment.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
With this cough, the man who was originally lying in a pool of blood with a pale face as if his life was hanging by a thread suddenly sat up on the spot!
He calmly pinched the blood-soaked shirt on his chest and said in surprise: "Isn't the blood spurting out too much this time?"
After saying this, the man glanced at the props teacher with his extremely beautiful eyes.
The props teacher immediately responded: "Yes, Master Yun, I will pay attention next time..."
The assistant took a breath and said, "Master Yun, you can't play like this. Even I am scared!"
"That's right...Yun Ye's acting was so real this time...I would have really called for emergency services in five seconds..."
The staff nearby echoed.
The whole studio suddenly became bustling with activity.
Only Xiaohong... was as stiff as a piece of wood.
She stared with wide eyes in horror as Jin Ruoyun got up from the ground and then explained the next steps to the staff with a normal expression.
Afterwards, he asked his assistant to get some wet wipes and wipe off the blood stains on his chin...
The whole process was like nothing happened!
Her voice was magnetic, elegant and full of energy, and she didn't look like she was injured at all.
how can that be!
Xiaohong had never seen the world before, but now she has suddenly seen a lot of the world!
Song Zhen gently patted Xiao Hong's head: "See, I told you that your second uncle is just acting."
"But mom...that knife..."
The knife was a real one that she had replaced herself, and she witnessed the knife stabbing into his heart with her own eyes!
Xiaohong hesitated and couldn't form a complete sentence, and at this time, Jin Ruoyun came over.
He patted Xiaohong's head and said with a smile, "Good acting."
The assistant said, "Yes, Master Yun, there are indeed not many people who can take over your role when they first arrive! Miss Danfei is amazing!"
Other staff members also praised Xiaohong.
Jin Ruoyun smiled even happier than when he was praised.
Xiaohong hasn't recovered yet.
His eyes kept staring at Jin Ruoyun's chest from time to time.
Obviously stabbed in... eight times...
Is he really okay?
Xiaohong stretched out her trembling hand, wanting to press his chest, but as soon as she did so, she was grabbed by Jin Ruoyun.
"What? Still want to stab?" He looked down at her.
"I……"
Xiaohong was frightened and was captured by his deep gaze.
Jin Ruoyun gently touched the tip of her nose with his finger and said softly, "Take a rest, dear~"
"..."
The word "good" silenced Xiaohong.
Xiao Hong didn't quite understand what happened 20,000 years ago, but the thoughts of his previous life completely dissipated after he explained those words.
No matter how dumb she was, she could understand: she had misunderstood him.
To be precise, she misunderstood his intentions 20,000 years ago.
I don't know why he wasn't hurt this time.
But he knew very well that she wanted to kill him.
Being misunderstood and plotted against, he was not angry at all. Even until this moment, he could still look at her lovingly as usual...
Xiaohong couldn't describe how she felt at the moment.
I felt a warm current flowing through my heart.
But I feel guilty and afraid.
Being stared at like this by his beautiful and tender eyes, she just wanted to find a place to crawl into and hide.
Seeing her ears getting redder and she was at a loss, Jin Ruoyun chuckled and took two steps back to put some distance between them.
"Xiaohong was really scared today. She thought you were stabbed to death by her." Song Zhen said.
Jin Ruoyun nodded: "Then let's wait for her to adjust. Anyway, with her awareness and talent, the rest of the scenes will be filmed very quickly."
After that, he turned to his assistant and said, "Shoot the other actors' scenes in advance. The heroine's scenes will be shot in the afternoon."
The assistant made an "OK" gesture and smiled, "No problem! Leave it to me!"
Song Zhen grabbed Xiaohong's hand and said, "I'll take Xiaohong to wash up first, go out for lunch, and bring her here in the afternoon."
"Okay, thank you, mother-in-law~"
"..."
Wait, mother-in-law?
The assistant next to him suddenly froze in laughter.
The staff present were originally preparing for the next scene, but when they heard this, they all stopped and turned to look at Xiaohong and Jin Ruoyun.
Xiaohong's face suddenly felt hot.
A black line could not help but float across Song Zhen's forehead.
Seeing that Jin Ruoyun didn't seem to want to explain, she had to take the initiative to explain to the onlookers: "Your actor hasn't finished his role yet!"
After hearing what Song Zhen said, everyone suddenly realized.
The movie emperor and little Danfei are a couple in the play. When he meets Danfei's biological mother, doesn't he have to call her mother-in-law?
The assistant wiped the sweat off his forehead and said awkwardly, "Master Yun, I was almost scared to death by you just now. You are so naughty!"
Jin Ruoyun chuckled.
Suddenly, she looked at Song Zhen and said meaningfully, "Mother-in-law, the good show is just beginning. You have to cheer up!"
Song Zhen: “???”
What cheer up?
She felt that there was something behind his words...
But Jin Ruoyun did not explain much. He waved to the staff around him and said in a professional tone: "Thank you all for your hard work!"
Then his tall figure walked towards the locker room.
Her steps are always graceful and calm.
There is nothing unusual to be seen.
Xiaohong stared at his back, feeling a little worried for some reason.
Is it really just acting?
Is he really not injured?
Song Zhen also frowned tightly, constantly thinking about Mu Bai's words, but in the end he couldn't guess what he wanted to say.
Suddenly she caught a glimpse of Huo Yunzhou not far away.
I saw him wandering around the corner of the studio.
Song Zhen walked over quickly and asked, "What are you looking for?"
"It's true."
Huo Yunzhou said very seriously, "There is something here!"
"?"
Song Zhen followed his gaze and looked over there.
There were some props for filming piled up in the corner, and nothing else.
But Huo Yunzhou would not say this for no reason.
What is it that even Huo Yunzhou can’t see through?
Thinking back to Jin Ruoyun's words, her eyes suddenly narrowed and a possibility immediately emerged in her mind.
Could it be the old ghost from hell?
Ever since the old ghost of hell separated from Xuanzu's soul, that thing has become an existence outside the six realms.
She can't see, touch, sense, or calculate!
Even the image inside the golden armor of the divine tortoise only showed a ghost face, without any clear information.
The reason why the old ghost can roam around so arrogantly is because he has no entity now, not even a soul, so Song Zhen cannot sense where the old ghost is at all.
But Huo Yunzhou and Mu Bai are both ten-thousand-year-old monsters, and monsters have a keener sense of this kind of thing.
If Lao Gui was really in the studio, Song Zhen had reason to believe that whatever Mu Bai had just said to cheer her up must have been a plan.
Song Zhen pretended not to understand and said lightly: "What can there be? There is nothing! Our daughter is waiting for us, Dachun, let's go quickly."
"But……"
Just as Huo Yunzhou was about to refute Song Zhen, a white light suddenly flashed across his forehead.
Why would Song Zhen call him "Big Simple" in public?
It seems like some kind of signal?
He suddenly realized, rubbed his tense temples, and said casually: "Okay, I must have seen it wrong."
He put his arm around Song Zhen's slender waist and walked out of the film and television city with Xiaohong.
When they completely disappeared from the studio, no one noticed a dark ghost face on the wall in the corner.
The grimace was grinning, with a arrogant, evil and smug smile.
"Qing Ming, Song Zhen, haha, you two are nothing but this! Still want to help this old Tianzun to destroy me? Forget it!"
"When I get the spiritual power of that old fox, I will pay you back tenfold for the humiliation I suffered in the past!"
After he finished speaking, Lao Gui followed Mu Bai's breath and went to the locker room.
Mu Bai's dressing room is private, with bodyguards guarding the door to prevent perverts from breaking in.
But those bodyguards couldn't stop the old devil from hell.
At this moment in the locker room, Mu Bai was sitting on the floor leaning against the door.
He took off his bloodstained black shirt, and blood continued to flow out of his chest...
The corners of his mouth turned pale and the Nine-Colored Fox's heart in his chest was beating violently.
Nine-Colored Fox Heart said angrily: "You fox... you want to stab yourself, why do you stab yourself in the stomach? Why do you stab me?"
A voice in my stomach immediately retorted: "Okay, okay, okay, your vegetable heart is so precious? You can just poke my stomach casually?"
"Noisy!"
Jin Ruoyun bit his pale lips and uttered these two words coldly.
Every one of those eight cuts was real!
It’s just that he used demonic energy to cover up the smell of real blood, so neither Song Zhen nor Huo Yunzhou noticed it.
If the movie star was stabbed on the set, Little Bit would be finished! He wanted to use these eight knives to completely let Little Bit get rid of the hatred from 20,000 years ago, but he couldn't put her in any danger.
So he played the whole play to the end.
Sure enough, thanks to his superb acting skills, no one noticed that there were really eight big holes poked in his heart!
But this time the injury was a bit severe.
The fox injected the demonic energy into the wound in his heart and began to heal it.
At this moment, an evil voice came from my ear: "Hey, His Majesty the Fox Emperor is... injured?"
As soon as the words fell, Lao Gui's arrogant laughter resounded throughout the locker room.
A barely perceptible hint of success flashed across Mu Bai's pupils.
But soon this sense of success was replaced by a strong sense of uneasiness.
This strong uneasiness seemed to be deliberately felt by the old ghost in hell.
The ghost face followed his heels and slowly climbed up his slender legs, saying proudly:
"Back then, the Red Phoenix Ancestor was blind and abandoned me, Old Ghost, to injustice. But now Old Ghost is very grateful to her. Without her arrogance and frivolity, how could we have met?"
"Fox Emperor, you are finally mine!"
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