All-round men's clothing is a girl

Chapter 280
Mu Ci and Feng Qian came from the same school, and even some of Mu Ci's kung fu was Feng Qian's acquaintance, and Feng Qian had been watching Mu Ci practice, and was very familiar with her moves.

Before Mu Ci made a sword move, Feng Qian could predict it in advance, and the move was like this, and the knife on the chest just now slowly played a role in hindering the action.

When the two were fighting, half of the remaining subordinates came back, and the other half disappeared. Mu Ci was very worried, fearing that other people still around would find out where his senior was.

It was because of this distraction that Feng Qian's sword went straight into Mu Ci's shoulder.Mu Ci took a few steps back, and the sword was drawn directly from his shoulder, which made people feel pain just looking at it.

Mu Ci continued to make moves as if nothing had happened. Mu Ci could see through her moves, and similarly, she could also understand some of Feng Qian's moves.

She was thinking of a way to break the situation. It seemed like a dead situation, but it also had infinite vitality.The key to breaking the game is Feng Qian's self-righteous understanding.

Mu Ci began to reverse the actions of the entire move, and the direction of each move was changed randomly, making people have no rules to follow.

Just like that, Mu Ci made a comeback.But I don't know why, her eyes are getting more and more blurry, is it caused by too much blood?

Mu Ci spat out a mouthful of black blood, there was poison on that sword!Mu Ci instantly understood the reason, she pressed her palm on her chest, and the severe pain made her sober.

Is it the same ending again? Mu Ci smiled sarcastically, isn't evil rewarded with evil? Why hasn't God taken any action? Is this fate.

Mu Ciqiang supported He Fengqian for a few moves, but her vision became more and more blurred, and the sword in her hand became heavier and heavier, too heavy to lift.

She fell straight to the ground, her eyes were still open, but she was about to lose consciousness.

"Hmph, the effect of the medicine has taken effect, you can't hold it anymore, this is poison, you just wait for death slowly, you can go to accompany that dead old man." Mu Ci heard Feng Qian talking in his ear, He seemed to pat himself on the face.

Black blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, but Mu Ci couldn't feel any pain now, instead he became more and more relaxed. The blood was still there, already staining half of his face red.

"Cut!" Xia Jin shouted the password, but none of the actors moved, they were waiting for the director to come and take pictures to confirm the location.

After it was done, a few people got up, Ji Xuan handed An Chen a bottle of water to rinse his mouth, Ling Han was holding a tissue to help An Chen wipe his face clean.

Several people gathered around the monitor again. The most complicated fight scene was supposed to be perfectly completed, and there was no fault at all. However, there were more or less problems with other shots, so they had to reshoot other shots.

This time it was much simpler, and it passed after a few repetitions.

An Chen is currently changing the wig, the white wig, and Xia Jin is explaining to the staff when to start the snow machine.

The other people's attire remained the same, but some makeup was added. An Chen's face was still covered with blood from the last filming.

Although An Chen's knee was wearing knee pads, it didn't help. The constant filming of fight scenes would have caused damage to his knee, not to mention that the wound hadn't healed.

Although it hurt, An Chen didn't say a word, only the last shot was left, so there's no need to waste time so pretentiously.

After changing the wig, An Chen walked out.The snow machine has just been set up, and everyone has been looking forward to the snow all night!
At first, it was a small piece, which was not noticeable at all, but slowly, the snow fell bigger and bigger.

Xia Jin was also very excited, and quickly asked someone to remove the machine and put the actors in place. This is the first snow this year, and it is also God's help.

　As long as a person really appreciates the despair in ordinary suffering, he will understand how exaggerated all the words that beautify suffering are, and how artificial all the gestures that show off suffering are. -- Zhou Guoping "Facing Suffering"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)