Chapter 801： ambitious species

The two stayed outside for a long time before returning to the set.

The eyes of the other people looked back and forth between the two of them and they gave up after finding no problems.

Yan Zhixu gathered up the jacket on his body, his eyes fell on Hua Shiying's crimson lips, and his eyes flashed.

The faint red lines on these two people's bodies have condensed firmly, and they firmly bind Rong Cheng and Hua Shiying.

She got up and raised her feet and walked in front of the two of them, with a strong wildness wrapped around her brows.

His voice was low, "Congratulations."

For Yan Zhixu to see the problem at a glance, Hua Shiying's small and exquisite ears showed a pink blush, and the shyness of a little girl was rarely seen in her eyes.

He coughed twice to clear his voice, "Thank you."

Seeing this, Rong Cheng's calm eyes glittered with little smiles and doting.

He nodded in praise, "Good eyes."

A few of them stood together and talked. After a few minutes, lunch was delivered, and everyone picked up the simple box lunch and started eating.

Everyone also enjoyed the simple lunch, not to mention the milk tea and snacks presented by Mrs. Rong today.

Rest for half an hour after lunch to continue filming.

"Action!"

The actors adjusted their status and entered the play.

After more than half a month of meditative recuperation, the relationship between Yi Xuanji and Gong Jiu grew rapidly, and only light pink traces remained after the wounds on their bodies healed.

After the injury, Yi Xuanji went to Guanlan Hall many times, and asked Chu Yingying with a good attitude to agree that she and Gong Jiu would be together, but they ran into a wall again and again.

Then came the bad news.

A crack appeared in the seal under Qi Xuan's cloth, and a demon cultivator escaped from the gap to the human world, and launched a large-scale attack on Qiu Huaishan, one of the cultivators.

Qiu Huaishan was unaware that he was attacked, and his disciples suffered heavy casualties, so he had no choice but to ask Shushan for help, hoping for support.

Because of Qi Xuan's sacrifice, Chu Yingying hated the demon cultivator deeply, and volunteered to lead the elite disciples of Shushan to support, and Zhou Heng also followed.

Among the disciples were Xiu Yi, Shi Ling, Feng Luo, Yi Xuanji, Gong Jiu and others.

Autumn Huaishan, under the mountain.

The demon cultivators who escaped from the seal were ruthless and cruel, and their offensive was fierce, and they had the upper hand for a while.

"As for the support, has the letter been sent to Shushan? Who will lead the team to support us?"

"Sect Master, these demonic cultivators are extremely capable. We are not opponents at all. At present, there are less than five levels of disciples left!"

"Senior brother, senior brother, hold on!"

...

The disciples in uniform uniforms fought stubbornly and fought with blood. Their clothes were ragged and blood was dripping.

The bodies of countless deceased people were piled up on the ground, the mountains of corpses were in a mess, and the scarlet color stimulated people's eyeballs.

The head of Qiu Huaishan led the elders to fight the enemy in person, and his body was covered with scars.

"Ahhhh-"

Seeing the disciples fall down one by one, his eyes were scarlet, he screamed in the sky, and his attack was even more fierce and cruel.

He was stubbornly refusing to fall, and the power in his body was constantly being used, and it was about to dry up.

Could it be that... the lives of everyone in Qiu Huaishan are going to be ruined here today?

My heart is dark and I can't see the light of hope.

"Ahhh-"

In vain, the sound of the demon cultivator's participation sounded, and a large area of ​​the demon cultivator crashed to the ground.

A group of people wearing Shushan disciple uniforms came to join the battlefield with their swords, and the leading woman wore a green shirt and rode against the wind.

"Magic repair."

Chu Yingying landed on both feet and whispered.

The voice is extremely clear, and it magically reaches the ears of those present.

This sound wave made the magic cultivators have a splitting headache, and the speed of the attack became slow.

"What an ambitious species."

A sword as thin as a cicada's wings appeared in Chu Yingying's hand, and the sword qi flew out and swept across the scene. Countless lowly cultivators were blasted away.

"Don't be careless."

Zhou Heng, dressed in blue robes, with a delicately crafted fan in his hand, stood beside her, repelling those who tried to approach her.

Two figures, one blue and one blue, stand out in the pool of blood that has become a battlefield.