The world is an actor

Chapter 10 Kill me as soon as I come up? (for collection)

"you are you!"

The bastard boy volleyed a little Fang Xiu.

The nearby outer disciples all backed away, and Fang Xiu's surroundings were suddenly empty.

Fang Xiu broke out in a cold sweat.

Conscience of heaven and earth, he has never had such good luck in his previous life.

Out of thousands of people, why did he choose him!

Is it because he is handsome?
Ah.

shallow!

"Teacher, take care!"

Yun Yao cupped her hands slightly, apologetically, and also stepped back.

In the world of comprehension, everyone is selfish. This is the basic setting of the program.

Even though she intends to act, the leading roles in this scene are only Fang Xiu and two important supporting roles.

Like the extras, she is the background.

"Didn't you hear me!"

In the square on the top of the mountain, as soon as the gangster kicked his legs, he disappeared in place instantly, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Fang Xiu.

"Senior brother must have admitted the wrong person. I just entered the sect yesterday, and I have never met senior brother before, and I have never seen him before!"

Fang Xiu broke out in a cold sweat.

Beads of sweat dripped down his forehead.

A foundation-building cultivator with terrifying combat power, his sword is comparable to an intercontinental missile.

He has just been reborn for a day, and he doesn't want to be taken away so quickly.

"It can't be wrong, I just chose it randomly!"

The bastard boy smiled: "Junior brother should know who I am, you are lucky today, I have something for you to do!"

"Thanks to senior brother's high regard, Fang should go all out, but my realm is low, and now I am only at the first level of Qi refining, I'm afraid I can't help senior brother!"

Fang Xiu wants to cry but has no tears.

It is definitely not a good thing to be able to be next to the foundation-building monks.

"The realm doesn't matter, as long as you are afraid of death!"

The gangster took out a brocade box from his bosom, stuffed it into Fang Xiu's hand, and said with a smile: "You have to watch this brocade box, no matter who asks you for a while, you can't give it to anyone, even if you die!"

"Can't you even die?"

Fang Xiu stared, his mind went blank.

In my previous life, I hugged your wife and ran away?

Otherwise, how could this kind of bad luck choose me.

"Yes, I can't give it even if I die!"

The gangster patted Fang Xiu's face, and said gloomyly: "If you can't do it, I will let you know what life is better than death, what is pain, jie jie jie."

"Bastard... Brother Dao, why bother!"

Fang Xiu was desperate. He felt that he had carried a 20-yield nuclear bomb.

And right now!
"Bastard, do you think I won't be able to find you if you hide at the outer door!"

In the sky, there was a violent shout, like nine heavens thunder, deafening.

The tall trees around the square were trembling from the shock, and their fallen leaves were falling.

Fang Xiu's ears were also ringing, which was unbearable.

The surrounding outer disciples threw themselves on the ground one by one, covering their ears, rolling all over the ground, screaming incessantly.

"Not at all, isn't it acting too much!"

Fang Xiu rolled his eyes.

In the world of comprehension, flattering requires such hard work?
Even if one is intimidated by the majesty of a high-ranking monk, one should still maintain the dignity a Qi refiner should have.

If you can't even stick to a fearless Dao heart, how can you talk about the Dao of Longevity.

Fang Xiu scoffed at this behavior.

Holding the brocade box, he saw that no one was paying attention, so he also hummed a few times symbolically, fell limply on the ground, and looked up at the sky.

Who is coming?
There is such a great power!

"The cultivator was angry, and his voice was broken. Hello everyone, I am a little Shazi!"

In the live broadcast room, ten seconds ago.

Accompanied by Yun Kong's loud shout, Xiao Shazi's interpretation also sounded in time: "The cultivator who established the foundation is mighty, and the sound waves are so strong that they can be stirred up for hundreds of miles without disappearing. The sound you are hearing now is processed by equipment. It’s not the actual sound effects of the scene.”

"In order to simulate and present the most realistic cultivation world, the live sound waves are as high as 110 decibels, which is far beyond the limit that the human ear can bear. If the sound lasts for 1 minute, it can temporarily deafen the human ear!"

"The actors at the scene have fallen to the ground and howled. This is not exactly a performance. Although they have prepared some earplugs in advance, the volume still makes them feel uncomfortable!"

"As for Fang Xiu, in order to show the real effect, the program team did not prepare defensive props for him. He will really appreciate how small and insignificant a little Qi cultivator is when facing a Foundation Establishment cultivator..."

In one case, Xiao Shazi looked at the screen while explaining.

Under the attack of the mighty sound waves, Fang Xiu's camera, looking left and right, happened to come into view.

"Yeah, Fang Xiu seems to be fine!"

Xiao Shazi covered her mouth in surprise.

She looked at the manuscript prepared in advance by the program team, and it was indeed written like this!
"Judging from the current picture, Fang Xiu seems to be very strong, and he can ignore the roar of the foundation cultivator!"

"The program team won't cheat on such trivial matters, and Fang Xiu is really fine, this seems a bit strange!"

"It should be that Fang Xiude's physique is rather special, but that's good, only a strong protagonist can resist."

The bullet screen was like a waterfall, and the audience was surprised and surprised by the picture in front of them, and expressed their opinions one after another.

until……

Fang Xiu lay on the ground perfunctorily, with big innocent eyes open, looking curiously at the sky.

"Fuck, his acting skills are too bad!"

"Even if it's a bit exaggerated, it's okay to just lie on the ground in a daze, because I'm afraid that the foundation cultivators who will come will not notice you!"

"Brother, for us this is just a reality show, but for you it is the real world, can you take some responsibility for your own life!"

The audience was in an uproar.

"Why is there nothing wrong with Fang Xiu?"

In the program headquarters, Chen Yimou and Xu Bo looked at each other.

Machines don't lie.

The only explanation is that Fang Xiu's tolerance for sound waves far exceeds that of ordinary people.

Are people 300 years ago different from us in terms of tolerance and sensitivity?
Is it true that it is recorded in historical records that men generally persist for 10 to [-] minutes?
"Damn, hand over that treasure, and I can let you leave safely!"

Like a curtain, the clouds and sky parted to the two sides. A shirtless man in colorful animal skin trousers stood proudly.

He has long silver hair fluttering in the wind, and a long cold iron knife about three feet seven inches long is tied behind his back.

"It's quite fashionable!"

Fang Xiu's eyes lit up, and he felt that the long knife on the back of the brother in leopard pants looked familiar.

"Nie Feng's Snow Drinking Knife?"

Fang Xiu blinked.

Sure enough, human aesthetics are all interlinked.

Damn Nie Feng, yyds!

"Why do I not understand Senior Brother Li's words!"

The gangster boy looked innocent: "There were six people present at the time, why did the senior brother insist that I took it?"

"If you didn't take it, why would the brocade box appear in the arms of that cunning outer disciple at your feet!"

Li Cangzhou (supporting role) pulled out the Xueyin knife, slashed in the air, and pointed the knife point at Fang Xiu: "If you don't admit it, I will kill this person first, and then I will settle the score with you."

"Fuck."

Fang Xiu was stupid at the time.

Anyway, you two have a fight first.

Kill me as soon as I come up.

Do not play cards according to the routine!
(End of this chapter)