Chapter 113: The story of Sister Shang and four men

The setup of a film crew, depending on the scale, can be fast or slow. If everything goes smoothly, the normal speed is about three or four months.

If it's a large crew, then preparing for half a year, or even longer, is a very normal thing.

"My Love from the Star" counts as a large crew, and it was "personally handled" by Chi Ye and Jin Xia. Both of them lacked previous experience, but fortunately, they had the cooperation and help of the Aunt and Director Liu's team. However, to start filming, they would have to wait at least another month or so.

Ye Luo originally hadn't smelled the stench, but after sniffing around, he discovered that the stench was emanating from his own body. He looked at his body with some disgust, finding it hard to imagine what on earth he had done to become so black.

Mo Bing'er nodded gently, pressing her head further into his embrace to feel the warmth of his chest. How she wished she could just lie in his arms like this forever.

I believe the number of people watching today will be quite a bit more than yesterday, and even the number of inner sect disciples will be much higher than yesterday.

Even with his current vision and knowledge, even some powerhouses in the Spirit Platform Realm are inferior to him.

After Ye Luo and the other returned home, the sky had gradually darkened, and the rain was falling harder and harder. The clouds were thick and black, as if the sky were about to collapse.

Immediately after, a radiance lit up at the center of the bow. The radiance was in the shape of an arrow, which was precisely formed from spiritual power.

The Fire Dragon took the initiative to attack this time. The flame energy was thick and solid, and its power was naturally terrifying.

With the wine containing the meat, that feeling of refreshment became even more intense, stimulating the nerve endings on the tongue, making Shen Ke's entire scalp tingle and goosebumps rise all over his body, causing him to shiver uncontrollably.

At the same time, two heads as large as lanterns opened their mouths, spitting out toxins, and bit down toward him from above.

The last time the vengeful spirits all mobilized was in a particularly open graveyard area, so the massive presence of the vengeful spirits wasn't particularly obvious. But this time, it was inside a room.

However, the former didn't know he had already arrived in this world; the latter was highly likely, but it didn't matter anyway.

Han Wei stopped, leaning Gan Rou against his chest, looking at the empty street, two lines of hot tears, feeling lost and bewildered.

"Wait a moment!" The Marquis called out to the Demon King, looked toward the Demon King, and said to him: "Demon King, regarding this matter, it is resolved, but I still have something to say about this Chen Peng." After speaking, the Marquis looked fiercely toward Chen Peng.

After discussing for a while with several guests, Young Master Chu waved for everyone to exit. Yu Zi was also among those exiting.

His strength having reached that of a Pseudo-Saint, he had even managed to create the prototype of a domain. If this domain truly took shape, then this guy would step past the limits of being "human" and embark on a unique path toward divinity.

Seeing that the Demon King had actually come, Chen Peng hurriedly said: "Demon King, it is Chen Peng's fault. Previously, Chen Peng did not discover that the Master had already broken the seal." After speaking, Chen Peng bowed to the Demon King.

A huge spiral rose layer upon layer. Lin Fan, Wang Zheng, and others began to exert force. Following their roars, streaks of sword light, like a curtain of light, shone in all directions, and it was another scene of blood and carnage.

There were even authoritative coaches in the world of sports who predicted that this result might not be surpassed by anyone within the next hundred years.

Guo Jia's remarks were based on facts, without any exaggeration or distortion to slander Yuan Shao. Zhang He was naturally a reasonable person; after hearing Guo Jia's remarks, a wave of emotion surged in his heart, and he fell into deep thought.

Of the swordsmen in the caravan, only those of the carriage team remained. These swordsmen were either of extraordinary status or were close associates of the caravan and Young Master Chu.

Murong Xue pushed open the window with a "swish," only to see a nanny of about forty years old squatting under the wall, covering her forehead with her hands and wailing in pain. Her forehead had been smashed by a paperweight, and blood was gushing out, flowing down her cheeks in streaks, staining her face red and white, making her look extremely disheveled. ===== CHAPTER 114 =====