Chapter 118: I

"Lost on Journey" started filming in early November, and after spending more than a month, it was actually almost done.

It wrapped up on December 5th, with a total time of 33 days.

During the filming period, female stars came and went, but there wasn't a single female star at the wrap party.

However, precisely because they were all men, they drank heartily.

Even Qi Hao got drunk.

No way around it, he was also human; it was impossible to be truly immune to a thousand cups.

Many top powerhouses in the direction of the foreign realm had ugly expressions, but they didn't dare to be impulsive. That figure in green clothes sat so casually on the city wall of the Border Desolation Imperial Pass, sitting on the ground without showing any demeanor.

The three were overjoyed upon hearing this, their eyes glowing with excitement, while simultaneously staring tightly at Tang Feng, but none dared to move or make a sound...

"What is there to leak? Just leak a little, even if it's just a side leak?" Zhao Si asked wickedly.

"Miss Bai, on the island, because of anger, I made a move; speaking of which, it was my lack of magnanimity. Here, I also apologize to you." Qin Guan said.

Heiya was a middle-aged man with a huge scar on his face. In such a chaotic era, a scar meant bravery; a scar was a medal belonging to a man.

Not bad, not bad! Since that's the case, on the premise of not bursting from bloating, drinking Jiao Erpi under the table, isn't that like child's play?

Chu Jie let out a curse, retreated rapidly to avoid the downward-slashing long saber, and at the same time swung his whip-thorn to smash at the long saber stabbing toward his abdomen...

Jin Chanzi became increasingly sacred, and although the golden body behind Tang Sanzang appeared with countless cracks, and the golden lotus at the very bottom had begun to turn into light rain, his expression gradually became relaxed instead.

The process was just like that; the other side kept on bluffing, while Han Xiyi held his ground, listening intermittently.

Before Pang Juntao could speak, Tang Feng said with a harmless smile, "Patriarch Pang, you ordered water to be boiled; did you know guests were coming?" After finishing, he cupped his hands and introduced himself, "Tang Feng of the Fengtian Society, please forgive me for coming uninvited." As he spoke, he sat on the sofa to one side.

No one would be stupid enough to exhaust their True Essence for no reason and then be slaughtered; leaving a way out for others is also especially applicable to oneself.

"Heh, who do you think you are? Get lost!" Ji Zici said with a face full of disdain, only using a little force to pull Shan Liang away.

Haoning was telling Feng Qingfei not to worry, that he would never use his status as Emperor to force her into anything.

When his warm, large hand held her hand, peace of mind and happiness let Zhang Xue'er know that she could only love him for the rest of her life.

Huo Zhen had a trace of enduring pain in his eyes; the sharpness of her high heels kicking his leg was like a knife cutting, but he let her continue to kick him to vent the anger in her heart.

"Fellow Yuezhou folks, don't be anxious. After we finish counting the property, we will post a notice. If there are any of your things, you can go to the Yamen to claim them. As long as you can prove that they are indeed your items, you can take them back."

She only wanted to see if he was okay when she came to the Gu Mansion this time, but she didn't expect it to evolve into this situation. Everything around was pitch black, and the only thing in her ears was the man's increasingly heavy breathing.

Lin Miaojun stretched her head, searching for fish in the river; seeing the fish, she excitedly called out to Han Yingsue.

"Don't make a scene, Ziqing cannot have an accident." Mo Ying's voice deepened a few degrees, clearly angry.

"Hmph, send her to the police station; someone must take good care of her! She's clearly crazy!" Li Jiajun sneered there.

Xiao Ye and Chu Mengyue hadn't eaten lunch, but Chu Mengyue was very satisfied now, as if she had even forgotten her hunger, just lazily hugging Xiao Ye, a happy smile hanging on her face.

You know, Wild Wolf definitely had first-class skills in the underground boxing ring. How could such a powerful strike be easily broken by Xiao Ye? ===== CHAPTER 119 =====