Chapter 1007: A Scene at the Film Night; Sorry

On the morning of the 17th, a special screening of *Dying to Survive*.

Early in the morning, conspicuous poster stands were set up at the entrance of the exhibition hall, with clear requirements for admission:

"One ticket per person, admission by invitation letter, all recording and photography of the film content is prohibited!"

Undoubtedly, as Lin Nan's first film work to sign up for the Shanghai Film Festival, *Dying to Survive* easily attracted the attention of a large number of Chinese filmmakers.

Although the current situation is not very good, Chen Qiaoshan is not very worried. He is very sure that he has already grasped the Achilles' heel of the Delong system.

The news of Chen Qiaoshan interviewing assistants spread like wildfire, immediately attracting a lot of attention. Not only Wang Sifeng and Dai Zhikang expressed concern, but Fatty Sun even ran over to join the fun.

He thought of his hometown far away in Hubei Province, and his parents at home. He didn't know how they were doing now. In the blink of an eye, it was New Year, but Chen Qiaoshan could no longer find the way home. He couldn't help but feel a little sentimental.

"Sister Jia, why did you come to find me today?" After chatting for a while, Chen Qiaoshan asked about her intention.

Shen Yi scratched his forehead with a headache and could only ignore her directly. Since he came back last night, he didn't know how many times he had explained that he didn't have any cultivation techniques suitable for her, but this girl was like possessed, stubbornly believing that Shen Yi didn't want to teach her. Now he was too lazy to explain again.

But seeing that Wei Tao and the others all had gloomy faces, it was clear that they were very worried in their hearts. As for the sword-flying immortality mentioned by Xie Feng, is it really useful? They had no bottom line, and didn't know if they should really go out and try.

Pang Feiman punched a few more times, but only deformed the golden coffin. It would take a lot of time to dismantle it.

"Luo Luan, do you know that there is a marriage contract between you and me..." As soon as Qin Mu saw it, his heart turned cold. In this way, he and Jiang Luo Luan almost had no hope anymore.

Finally looking at these hateful "ants" that had tortured them for many days appearing in front of them, everyone hated them and their teeth itched.

I don't know when, the rain outside had already stopped. However, outside the cave, there was an extra figure. She stopped for a while, hesitated, but still walked in.

So, he secretly thought, occasionally, maybe that person would make a mistake too, maybe, it was just this time, even if it was him, he would no longer be wise?

Chu Hun Aotian talked eloquently, and Chu Hun Qianjun and Princess Biyao beside him also had proud expressions.

Yang Yi also knew at this time that he had no way back, only hard-hitting. Although dangerous, the harvest was unimaginable. If he could kill and refine the Lord of the Sacred, that supreme magical power to control thousands of worlds would be obtained by Yang Yi. This is also risk and opportunity coexisting.

"Twenty is not okay. Ten yuan is also fine. You have to let me eat for two days. The goods haven't arrived, and I can't sell them for money at all. By then, I won't even have food to eat." Ye Wushuang said pitifully.

Liu Yifei felt even more heartbroken. Lin Miao's weak and helpless appearance deeply stung him. He was indeed making up for his regrets, but would this cause regrets for Lin Miao?

Looking at the departing Deacon Elder and then at the three guardians blocking him, Wei Yihuang was a bit worried for Mu Xiecheng. Although he hadn't known Mu Xiecheng for long and didn't have much friendship, his side was temporarily at a disadvantage, and the experts on his side couldn't be easily lost.

This was Ling Feng's confidence, and it was also the reason why he deliberately showed weakness to Yun Youyang and Duan Tianyou, tricking them into displaying their life signs in front of him.

Seeing Ancestor Feng Yuan motionless, the other Heavenly Venerables' expressions changed, and they didn't know what the Ancestor was thinking.

This coffin was at most a few feet long, and the many divine beast disciples present showed mocking expressions.

"I'm not, nervous." Wang He's eyes were watery, and that shy and timid look was truly indescribably seductive. ===== CHAPTER 1008 =====