The world is an actor

Chapter 152 Who Can Resist This Temptation!
"What happened?"

"It's ghost fog, they're here, they're back!"

"Witch Gu cultists have been exterminated by Wang Ting Guoshi, how can there be Yasha in this world!"

The ground shook, the river flowed backwards, the black mist rose, and the clouds covered the sun.

In Keten's department, men's panic, women's screams, and children's cries were mixed together.

Many people hugged and shivered, and the atmosphere of fear and despair filled the entire camp!

"Witches? Yakshas?"

Fang Xiu stood beside the rocky mountain, unsealed the seal on his eyesight, and looked into the distance.

Tens of miles away, in the billowing black smoke, a thin figure with wings on the back and a dark body, holding a spear and fork, flitted back and forth in the smoke.

They have a human-like body, with two arms or three arms under the two armpits, pointed and long ears, and a large bloody mouth that splits to the root of the ear, with jagged fangs everywhere.

"Father!"

In the Keten camp, a girl in red with tears on her face got on a giant thunder horse and swung her whip towards the place where the black smoke rose.

"Hah!"

But she hadn't been able to drive for a few miles when the black mist billowed in from the sky, and a few yakshas fluttered their wings and jumped out of the black mist.

"Yun Yi, Cang Yin!"

The girl in red rode her horse, drew her bow and shot flying, and three silver lights shot out, which were extremely dazzling.

But the six-armed yaksha who was flying in the front picked up the long fork, and the three silver lights were easily pushed aside.

"Blood food, fresh blood food!"

The six-armed yaksha let out a strange laugh, saliva greedy for flesh and blood, and was drawn by the wind. It swooped down, and its terrifying bony claws grabbed the head of the girl in red.

As long as it is held by the strange claws, the steel will be crushed instantly.

"Don't hurt my daughter!"

The dense sound of horseshoes in the black mist suddenly sounded, and a dozen blood-drenched knights rushed out on their horses.

The head of the Keten tribe, Wu Ri Ninggui, shouted violently, jumped up from his horse, and rushed directly at the six-armed Yasha.

One person and one ghost hugged in the air, fighting frantically.

As the master of the first chapter, Wuri Ninggui is tall and burly, with a body of [-] meters, full of explosive strength.

But in front of the three-meter-tall six-armed Yaksha, he looked like a child. With just one pull of Yaksha, one of Wu Ri Ninggui's arms was ripped off alive.

"Flesh, delicious!"

The six-armed Yaksha screamed ferociously, picked up the stumped arm and threw it directly into the mouth, chewing heavily, making the sound of bone cracking.

"Father!"

Ulan screamed miserably, tears rolling down her cheeks.

"Delicious!"

The six-armed yaksha swallowed an arm raw, as if it was just an appetizer, and his bloodthirsty desire was even stronger.

It grabbed Wu Ri Ninggui's three limbs, and with its serrated mouth, it moved towards Wu Ri Ninggui's head, and bit it off with one bite.

And in the black mist, countless Yakshas rushed out again, they swooped in, grabbed more than a dozen Keten tribe knights, including men and horses, into the sky, and bit them fiercely.

Puff puff

But in the next moment, these ferocious and terrifying Yashas froze without warning, a silver light flashed undetectably on the neck, and Yasha's head flew high, black blood sprayed out from the neck more than ten meters high.

"what"

Wuri Ninggui and a dozen Keten tribe knights fell to the ground one after another.

"Who dares to hurt my child!"

In the black mist, an old but sharp angry cry resounded.

All the yakshas that flew out of the black mist seemed to be guided by something, flapped their wings, and disappeared in the black mist again.

"Girl Ulan, take your father and retreat quickly!"

In mid-air, a blue shadow stepped on the black sword and landed gracefully.

Fang Xiu waved his hand lightly, and a dozen small silver swords flew back immediately, hanging by his side.

"Brother Fang, you have to be careful!"

With tears all over Ulan's face, she quickly helped Uri Ninggui and a dozen or so injured tribal knights back to the camp.

"It's Xuantian Haozong again, it's Xuantian Haozong again!"

In the black mist, the old voice sounded again, more vicious and furious.

"More than a thousand years ago, our lineage of witchcraft was driven out of the center of Shenxiao Continent by Xuantian Haozong, and we hibernated in this desolate and bitter cold place, lingering on our last breath. I never thought that you would still catch up here!"

The old voice yelled.

As if affected by this voice, the black fog all over the sky surged even more violently.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Fang Xiu held Heiyin and stood on the ground. He squinted his eyes slightly. Through the layers of black mist, ten miles away, a figure with a dead wood crutch and a huge cloak was floating in the air, slowly coming towards him.

Hundreds of ferocious and ugly yakshas surrounded the cloaked man, dancing up and down.

"Old Zhen is almost done, don't get too close, be careful it won't end well!"

Gu Dan (supporting role) floated in mid-air, screaming loudly, and the assistant director Xu Bo's warning came from the invisible sonic device under the cortex.

"It's okay, if I get a few miles closer, it would be a bit too fake to withdraw now. Since you are acting, you must perform well!"

Gu Dan pouted, but didn't take Xu Bo's words seriously.

He is one of Chen Yimou's royal staff. Although Director Chen was so angry with Fang Xiu that he couldn't take care of himself for the time being, he was temporarily unable to participate in the plot direction of the show, but he was a senior actor in the industry, and he was not the deputy director Xu who was always running errands. Commanding.

Xu Bo?Does he know what art is?
"Boys, tear him apart!"

With a wave of the dead wood staff in Gu Dan's hand, nearly a thousand bionic Yakshas fluttered their wings, splashed out the black mist, and flew towards Ketenbu.

Although Xu Bo made an impromptu decision to turn today's tragedy of the Keten tribe into a plot of Fang Xiuxing's heroism and heroism to save the beauty.

But Gu Dan still decided to put Chen Yimou's artistic pursuit into practice!
"Jie Jie Jie, Fang Xiu, no matter how powerful you are, you are only one person, a bionic Yasha with a thousand heads, third-level and fourth-level physique, let me see how many you can kill!"

Gu Dan sneered in his heart, and floated forward a few miles.

"Hiss, blood eater!"

In the ghost fog, Diyou Yasha flew out overwhelmingly, and rushed towards the Keten camp, coming menacingly.

"Didn't Director Xu say that we don't have to all die in this fight?"

"Why is Yasha flying towards us again? I didn't bring a blood bag!"

"Damn, I haven't changed my prosthesis yet. If these bionics really follow the program to tear me up..., who has a bottle of painkillers for me? Forget it, I'll just hit my head to death!"

In the camp of the Keten Ministry, the crowd performers were at a loss.

According to Chen Yimou's script, they were almost "dead" tonight, but Deputy Director Xu came on stage temporarily, but decided to change the performance style.

In Xu Bo's view, doing it in the form of a cool article can not only open the prologue of Beijiahu in advance, but also introduce more foreshadowing and settings.

Under the atmosphere of Shuangwen, Fang Xiu will be more comfortable with the development and changes of the surrounding plots.

Without oppression, how can we resist?
It's just that Deputy Director Xu didn't seem to be able to arrange to understand the entire crew.

"It's a good move, and it's a good move, and it's a misfortune!"

Fang Xiu looked at You Yasha and rushed towards the Keten camp, but stood still and smiled coldly.

Although his sword control skills were exquisite, he couldn't kill all these ground You Yashas in an instant.

No matter how hard he tried, there would still be many casualties among the Keten tribe.

Fortunately, in his previous life, almost everyone understood a truth, to catch the thief first, to catch the king!
"Yunlin Prison-Suppressing Sword!"

Fang Xiu took a little cover, and a small silver sword shot out, rushing into the billowing ghost fog and disappearing.

"Jie, jie, so what about Xuantian Haozong, damn it!"

When the small silver sword flew towards him, Gu Dan was still grinning intently, but at the next moment he only felt a chill in his jaw, and his whole body seemed to be much more relaxed.

It's like unloading a burden.

He glanced down.

Ok.

My body falls!
Also with tongue and half teeth.

I am!

Don't even leave me a whole head?

Although I can't feel the pain anymore, it's scary!

"woooooo"

Wu Dan's head and body fell to the ground, and he had already jumped to Diyou Yasha above the Keten camp, and turned back suddenly, flying back into the ghost fog.

A terrifying suction force rolled up from the depths of the earth, and the ghost fog that originally covered the sky and the sun faded away like a tide.

The corpses of Gu Dan and Yasha disappeared together.

"It's superficial, it scares me!"

Fang Xiu breathed a long sigh of relief as he watched the ghost mist fade away in an instant.

When he faced the ghost fog that covered the sky and the sun, he was actually quite frightened.

After all, the momentum is terrifying.

Although he has stepped into the Foundation Establishment, he absolutely does not have the ability to instantly change the weather for hundreds of miles around.

"Father, wake up!"

In the Keten camp, Ulan's cries came from afar.

When Fang Xiu hurried back to the camp, Ulan was crying bitterly while hugging Uri Ninggui's body, and the [-] homeless people from the Keten tribe around them also looked sad and sobbed softly.

"My daughter Ulan!"

Wuri Ninggui closed his eyes tightly until Ulan, who was holding him, pinched his flesh covertly and forcefully.

Wuri Ninggui opened his eyes in pain, perhaps because the severe pain at the severed arm was unbearable, he took a breath, and looked at Fang Xiu with distracted eyes: "On behalf of all the people of the Keten Department, thank you Shaoxia sacrificed his life to save him!"

"The wilderness is bitter and cold, and the people are suffering and helpless. At that time, I was able to protect the tribe with my cultivation in the foundation period, but today I was seriously injured and my life was cut off. I only feel sorry for my daughter Ulan and the people of this tribe!"

Wu Ri Ninggui stretched out his surviving arm, as if trying to grasp the last straw, he grasped feebly towards Fang Xiu, and begged, "Young hero will save people to the end and send the Buddha to the west, if you don't I think the little girl Ulan is ugly, so I am willing to give all my daughters and the head of the Keten tribe to the young man!"

"I only hope that the young hero can protect our Keten tribe and keep our people living and working in peace and contentment!"

As soon as Wu Ri Ninggui waved his hand, nine beautiful women of different ages walked out of the crowd, ranging from sister Yu to loli, everything that one could expect to find.

"I have ten daughters, so I will send them to be young heroes as wives and concubines. Don't refuse me!"

After Wu Ri Ninggui finished speaking, his arms dropped weakly.

"Father!"

"Patriarch!"

In the Keten camp, the cries shook the sky.

More than 2000 group performers fell to the ground at the same time, wailing loudly, heart-piercing, and in grief, the grass on the ground was almost wiped out.

"And this good thing?"

Fang Xiu looked at the ten beautiful girls and young women who were crying with pear blossoms and rain, and he strode forward with a sudden heart. He pulled away Ulan who was crying and devoted himself, grabbed a lot of Xuelin Zhidan, and stuffed it in the tight Shut up and shut your eyes, Wu Ri Ninggui's mouth.

Perhaps it was because he was not completely dead yet, Wu Ri Ninggui opened his mouth naturally.

After all, who can refuse billions!

　The update has arrived, go to sleep.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)