God's hexagram favorite concubine

Chapter 2765 Great Art Soul

The reaction of the old man Shihuo caused the dissatisfaction of the spirit of enchantment. I saw it angrily holding the golden ax in its hand, knocking on the head of the old man Shihuo, and said angrily, "You elm head, what is written in the small book?" Didn’t I write clearly what I want you to do! You have to be shy, tactful, and blushing and tell me, ‘I hate you, Lord River God, you are so handsome~’”

The moment the Spirit of Formation squeezed his throat, pretending to be shy and uttered that line, the stomachs of the people present twitched, and they almost vomited it all out.

The spirit of enchantment didn't know how embarrassing his acting skills were, and he kept yelling at him, poking the head of the old man Shihuo to teach him, "Look at your acting skills, dead fish eyes roll your eyes, that face It looks like a coffin board, can you have some expressions and emotions? Hmm?"

The old man Shi Huo was aggrieved. He looked helplessly at the spirit of enchantment, and he couldn't understand why the spirit of enchantment was so poisonous. "I, I don't know how to act..."

"I know you don't understand, fuck you, don't waste my time!" Saying that, the Spirit of Formation directly threw the old man Stone Fire out of the canvas.

When did the old man Shihuo suffer so much anger, and now his face collapsed pitifully.

"Who will act next? Let me tell you, because your performance at the beginning was too poor, I decided not to give you the script anymore. If you act according to my thoughts, I will let you enter the enchantment. If not, I will Just trap all of you here and starve you to death!" the spirit of enchantment said with an evil smile, gesturing with an ax in his hand.

When everyone heard this, they all frowned.

The old man Shihuo acted according to the so-called 'script' just now, and he was tortured by the spirit of enchantment. Now that he doesn't even have a script, how could they guess such a weird plot?
At this time, Xia Zishang and Dead Head raised their hands, "Let's come."

At this moment, everyone's eyes were on Xia Zishang, and their eyes widened in surprise for a moment.

"Shang'er?" Xuanyuan Yelan looked at Xia Zishang suspiciously.

"Don't worry, I know what it is, and I promise to treat it well." Xia Zishang's phoenix eyes were shining brightly, and she raised her eyebrows and glanced at the spirit of enchantment, "Don't waste time, let's start. "

"Hmph, just you and other mortals, can you understand my great artistic soul? A joke!" After saying this, the spirit of enchantment raised his hand and directly threw Xia Zishang, Dead Head and Xuanyuan Yelan, and Qu Bailu dragged them into the canvas together.

Suddenly, the world was spinning, and when Xia Zishang came back to his senses, they were already in a different westernized room. Xia Zishang looked at the shirt, trousers, and black leather boots he was wearing, and then touched himself. He found that his hair was tied up with a golden crown, and he was equipped with a Western sword around his waist. He was actually dressed like a prince in a fairy tale.

Before he had time to find the remaining three, Xia Zishang heard the voice of a narrator echoing in the air.

"The countess claimed that his eldest daughter could wear the crystal slipper the prince picked up, so let's invite the eldest daughter to appear on stage."

After finishing speaking, Xia Zishang heard the roar of the dead man's head, and then, immediately after that, a big man in women's clothing wearing a bright red dress and exaggerated wavy hair fell from the sky, and hit the ground with a bang on his face. on the ground.

(End of this chapter)