Chapter 175
"Brother, live well, or I will hate you." Mu Ci smiled sweetly at Mo Yi, but Mo Yi didn't understand the meaning of this sentence.
Mo Yi thought back to when he was a child, he was led to the mountain by his master, and a milk doll carved in pink and jade came running over, smiled sweetly at him, and softly called out to him as a senior. But at this moment, Mu Ci's smile towards him seemed extremely sad.
Before Mo Yi could react, Mu Ci suddenly stood up. He was not standing still, but he still walked forward with his sword.
"Xiaoci!" Mo Yi lowered his voice and tried to pull Mu Ci back, but Mu Ci didn't look at him and just shook his head like that.
When the searchers saw someone, they wanted to surround him.
"I'll go there by myself!" Mu Ci drew out his sword and pointed forward, his steps faltering a bit. Even so, no one dared to step forward, so they all pointed their swords and then retreated out of the woods.
"Cut! Let's do it again, the two people on the far left, stay away from the camera." Xia Jin's loudspeaker came in handy.
"Oh, I see, this is the continuation of their first scene, the continuation after their master was killed!" Xia Meng was suddenly excited, but found that the people next to her looked like fools.
"You only know about this?" Li Yang turned his head and asked, before he could answer, the filming started again.
The previous part was still the same, but the group performers on the side changed their positions, and this part passed smoothly.
Mu Ci kept holding his sword, and just walked out of the bushes.
"Heh, why are you alone, Mo Yi, still hiding?" Feng Qian's expression made people look very ferocious, and he gestured for others to surround Mu Ci.
"I'm already standing in front of you." Mu Ci looked disdainful.
"A real fan?" Xia Meng asked. The few people around the screen didn't answer, and they were looking very excited.
"Oh, angry?"
"Haha, you can only be stubborn now. Tell me, where is Mo Yi!" Feng Qian reached out and pinched Mu Ci's chin.
"Mo Yi? He'd better not come out, or I will kill him." Mu Ci shouted this sentence, but his voice was extremely hoarse.
"Mo Yi left you and ran away, hahahahaha, how does it feel to be alone and helpless? Then let's keep him!" Feng Qian heard that Mu Ci meant this, but Mu Ci emphasized not to come out. Only Mo Yi could understand.
Mo Yi was already in tears at this moment, he wanted to go out, but he was afraid that Mu Ci would hate him, and he was also afraid that he would fail Mu Ci's sacrifice, but if he didn't go out, he would always feel guilty, and his life might be taken by Mu Ci life to change.
"What's the matter, so what if I'm alone!" Mu Ci threw a dagger from his sleeve, scratching Feng Qian's hand, and he was able to escape temporarily.
"Catch him!" Feng Qian stared at Mu Ci angrily as he looked at the blood that kept gushing from his hands.
Mu Ci raised his sword and slashed wildly, then ran forward. His vision was foggy, he had no strength at all, and every movement of his was supported by instinct and perseverance.
Run farther away, further away, you can't stay here, run farther away from here, and give the brother a chance to run. These few words were the only ones circling in Mu Ci's mind.
Very tired, where is the road ahead, Mu Ci finally fell to the ground, he was still crawling forward, his hand was cut, the wound on his body may have been opened, and blood was also oozing out.
"Where are you going!" Feng Qian pulled Mu Ci up and threw him aside.
There are many things, many problems, and many troubles, but it will always be fine, it will be fine! !
(end of this chapter)