Chapter 1071

"You go back to Haicheng and check on Hanche." Su Xiangwan spoke to Xiang Yi.

Xiang Yi frowned, turned his head and looked directly at her: "I don't trust that there is only you here."

Su Xiangwan was stunned for a moment and was surprised by his directness.

Then, his eyes softened a little bit, and said in a low voice: "I'll let rice grain do tomorrow's plane. When he comes, you can go back."

"Yes."

Xiang Yi answered, but he didn't speak again this time.

Her shooting conditions are a little difficult, far away from Haicheng, the location is also relatively remote.

Yuan Xue's child was seriously ill a while ago, so she didn't come with her on leave. She just called every day to ask about the situation.

Su Xiangwan thinks that Mi Li is still young, afraid she doesn't adapt, so she doesn't let her come.

Now it's time for Xiang Yi to go back.

Su Xiangwan didn't say any more. After getting out of the car, she changed her clothes and put on her makeup. She was ready to start shooting.

Han Che this meeting has also been cleaned up, holding the long sword in hand, the back of the other hand, floating in white, the sword spirit is pressing, with a sense of awe and chivalry.

This play is a fight between Nie Wushuang and his master Huo Xijing.

It is about Nie Wushuang who stole the secret treasure of Shaolin Temple, the nine volumes of Qianlong. However, after she stole it, Shaolin was slaughtered. Huo Xijing chased the thief all the way to investigate the truth.

Nie Wushuang covered his face with a mask. Facing his master's pursuit, he had to draw a knife to meet him.

Finally, Huo Xijing picked out the mask and exposed his identity.

But Nie Wushuang also because of defeat master, shoulder injury, finally took advantage of the bamboo forest fog, jumped to escape.

Su Xiangwan plays Nie Wushuang, while Han Che plays master Huo Xijing.

Two people stand opposite each other at the moment, martial arts guidance and action guidance in the side constantly tell what, Nie Wushuang has a long sword in his hand, but Huo Xijing is a long sword.

On Hanche's face, Su Xiangwan tried to withdraw his mind and listen to the guidance of movements and martial arts.

Under the guidance, the two people simulated several times. After all, in order to achieve a realistic effect, all the swords used were sharpened, so they had to be careful.

Weiya was hanging from the waist of the two men, retreating and entering, repeatedly running in.

At the moment of sword collision, a burst of clang sound was issued, and their cheeks were also very close.

Han Che looked directly at Su Xiangwan and showed a pair of eyes outside his face towel. He said slowly, "you seem to be very reluctant to see me recently."

Su Xiangwan didn't expect that he would suddenly ask, drooping his eyes and saying, "you think too much."

Han Che chuckled with sarcasm, but he didn't say much.

"Think about it again, you two. It'll start in ten minutes." The director directed the play.

No one talked nonsense and began to try to fight.

What does the martial arts instructor add from time to time.

Until ten minutes later, with the director's voice: "start!"

There was a strong wind in the forest, and the leaves were all over the sky.

Su Xiangwan ran through the woods with Weiya hanging in his arms. He was chased in a hurry. He kicked on the trunk of the tree and jumped onto the branch with the help of his foot. Then he whirled in the air and landed steadily on the branch of another tree, leaping out of the distance.

But behind the cold Che is obviously more powerful, looks unchanged, pedal branches and leaves, just like walking in the air, dragonflies skimming the water, chasing after.

Between a few breath, Huo Xijing turned over and stopped Nie Wushuang.

"Thirty six Shaolin people died in the Sutra Pavilion. The young girl is so poisonous. It's really hateful." Cold Che cold voice mouth.

Su Xiangwan sneered: "don't talk nonsense, you think you are a famous and decent school!"