After the rebirth of the interstellar boss, the entertainment circle was shocked

Chapter 76 What gave you such an illusion?

He Zhaoyan's body fell down, his face was panicked, and he kept yelling, making the ears hurt.

Xi Jiu frowned, glanced at Du Cheng and the others who were saving others, and shouted impatiently, "Shut up!"

He Zhaoyan's face turned pale, and he was about to say something, when the top of his head turned black, a noose fell down, wrapped around his upper body, tightened suddenly, and the whole person was dragged out.

By the time he reacted, the person had already landed heavily on the solid ground, his bones ached from the fall, and he was rolling on the ground hugging his body.

When he recovered, he looked up and saw that everyone was looking at Xi Jiu.

His eyes were wide open, full of shock.

Because, the other end of the rope was in Xi Jiu's hand.

Just now, it was Xi Jiu... who saved him? !
Xi Jiu dragged him out of the quagmire by himself with a rope?
He is 1.77 meters tall naked!
62 kg!

Xi Jiu's slender arms and legs lift him up, what kind of strange force is that? !
Shock appeared on He Zhaoyan's face, and at the same time, he didn't understand why Xi Jiu saved him.

"Come here first for today's shooting, take a few teachers back to take a shower and change clothes!"

Old Liu returned to his senses first, and called everyone to speed up.

Zhang Xing and Dong Zhiheng were surrounded.

He Zhaoyan was also helped up, and the mud stains were treated with towels and water first.

He kept looking at Xi Jiu, and when he was surrounded to leave, he finally said, "Miss Xi, you don't need to waste your time on me."

Xi Jiu didn't react immediately, "What?"

Everyone else stopped and looked over.

He Zhaoyan pursed her lips, looked complicated, lowered her head slightly, and said in a low voice, "I don't care about what you did to me before, forgive you, I am not a toy that people like to throw away, now I start from scratch , I won’t promise you anything you do, and I won’t show any gratitude to you, Mr. Shen is here now, if you really like me, stay away from me..."

This lengthy speech made everyone baffled. They didn't understand why he said this suddenly, but it was still to Xi Jiu.

But there's more to the story...

Xi Jiu came to his senses and laughed out loud, "He Zhaoyan, you don't think I saved you just because I still like you, do you?"

He Zhaoyan didn't speak, but that's obviously what he meant.

"What gave you such an illusion?" Xi Jiu felt even more amused.

He Zhaoyan opened her mouth, her eyes were firm, "You are the aloof Ninth Princess of Nanxun, I am not worthy, and I dare not think about it, you have already taken everything from me, no matter you came here after chasing me or Shen Ji, No matter how much it changes, I won't give in."

"..."

"Shen Ji is sick, it's justifiable," Meng Che walked over, his eyes glanced at him strangely, "You don't have sickness too, do you?"

Xi Jiu lightly licked the tips of her teeth and laughed angrily.

"Since I love brain supplements so much..."

She walked over, grabbed He Zhaoyan by the collar and dragged her towards the swamp. When she got to the edge, she raised her foot and kicked He Zhaoyan down hard.

Unexpectedly, He Zhaoyan fell into the mud and got stuck in the mud, unable to call for help.

Everyone was startled.

"Xi Jiu, what are you doing?"

"What are you doing?" Xi Jiu tilted his head, smiling carelessly, showing coldness, "Send him down to make up his mind, he can daydream better when his mind is muddy."

"..."

Now everyone understands.

He Zhaoyan thought that Xi Jiu saved him because he still liked him.

In the end, Xi Jiu kicked him into the swamp again in order to prove that he didn't like him.

This……

Everyone was speechless.

Meng Che silently gave Xi Jiu a thumbs up.

"Thank you." Xi Jiu raised his eyebrows, clapped his hands and left, feeling lonely and cold.

Meng Che glanced at He Zhaoyan, who was struggling desperately in the swamp, and said, man, sometimes he is really blind with self-confidence.

Stupid enough.

"Save people! Quick!"

Lao Liu came to his senses and hurriedly called for another round of rescue.

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Far away, before reaching the camp, I saw a burst of thick smoke rising into the sky.

"Who put the signal smoke?"

But the fog was pitch black, and there was a burnt smell in the air...

"wrong……"

Xi Jiu and Meng Che glanced at each other, as if thinking of something, they ran towards the camp at the same time.

Sure enough, the tent was on fire!
In the thick smoke and fire, there were still a few figures fighting.

It still seems intense.

"That's..." Xi Jiu was stunned, "Shen Ji's tent..."

How can it catch fire?
Most of the staff of the program group follow several artists.

The others were divided into groups, and went to step on the aerial mirror.

There were not many people in the camp, and they were all hiding in the distance at this time, all shrinking.

Where is Sakura Sakura?
"Yingying!" Xi Jiu turned around and ran towards the tent to the west, followed by Meng Che.

No one was in the tent.

Xi Jiu's breath suddenly became cold, his expression became heavy, and he shouted outside, "Yingying!"

"Yingying?" Meng Che also looked around.

Xi Jiu went towards the fire.

Shen Feng and Wen Qing, including Yu Heqian, were fighting with others.

Those who spar with them, whips, knives...

The man holding the heavy bow is particularly conspicuous.

Sima Zeming!

Star Hunter!

Why are they here and fighting with Shen Ji and the others?
Xi Jiu grabbed a staff member who was hiding, "What's going on?"

The staff member trembled, "No... I don't know..."

They were making a stove, when this group of strange people suddenly appeared, they fought at any disagreement, and even set fire to the tent...

Xi Jiu's eyes were gloomy: "Where is Yingying?"

The staff shook their heads again and again, "No... I didn't see it!"

This is a primeval forest. Although there are dense green leaves in spring and summer, in previous years, all the dead branches and rotten leaves were piled on the ground, which was dry and flammable.

If this fire ignites, the entire island will be implicated.

"There is a river 200 meters to the west, you can use soil, first find a way to put out the fire!" Xi Jiu sternly said to the group of workers who were afraid to hide, and then headed there.

Shen Jin stood in a safe space, watching with gloomy eyes.

These people are much more powerful than the examiners, Wen Qingshi's three of them beat each other evenly, and they couldn't escape at all.

Sima Zeming jumped out, swiftly set his arrow, aimed at Shen Pan, and drew his bow fully.

call out--

The silver arrow pierced through the sky wrapped in the strong wind.

"master!"

"Shen beauty!"

"Shen palpitations!"

The three voices spoke in unison, wanting to tear apart.

Can't get away at all.

Xi Jiu's pupils froze suddenly, and his five fingers slightly clenched, but he didn't make a move. He quickly calculated in his mind that this arrow should kill Shen Pain.

The flashing arrows magnified in the pupils, getting faster and faster.

Just when everyone thought that Shen Ji would be pierced to death.

He turned sideways, stretched out his hand suddenly, and grabbed the arrow body!

Sima Zeming sneered, how dare a weak and boneless sick man catch his arrow with bare hands?

But the next moment, his smile froze.

His arrow, caught by Shen Ji, was fast and accurate.

Apart from being taken a few steps back by the force of inertia, Shen Jin was not injured at all, and the expression on his handsome face remained unchanged.

"It seems that this body is not completely useless."

Wen Qingshi and Yu Heqian breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"...how is this possible?" Sima Zeming looked in disbelief.

His arrows are made of special silverstone, so it is no problem to penetrate through stone walls!

Let alone people!

No one has ever caught his arrow!
No one survived his bow full of arrows!

How could he do this weak Liu Yingfeng's sick child? !
"The arrow is not bad, but it's a pity," Shen Ting's raised eye tails were like hooks, wrapped in frost, coughing lowly, his thin lips fluttered, "I shot the wrong person."

His complexion is pale, his voice is like smoke, he is weak, his brows are lingering with lifelessness, and his breath is very cold.

No matter how you look at it, they all look like they will not live long.

Sima Zeming held the bow tightly, "You..."

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