My wife broadcast live, exposing my identity as a cultivator

Chapter 310 Flattering

Chapter 342 Flattering

The visitor was none other than Lin Xiaoxi who was going to pick up other brothers outside the city.

At the same time, behind Lin Xiaoxi, there were other brothers and sisters who also showed their aura and were watching Fang Shuyi.

Shen Chen's face was filled with astonishment, and he looked at Fang Shuyi beside him in disbelief. He never thought that Fang Shuyi was a member of the Devil's Cult.

At this time, all the cameras were aimed at Shen Chen, and the expression on Shen Chen's face was also very spot on.

Fang Shuyi, who was standing behind Shen Chen, looked at each other with Shen Chen, but there was still no expression on her face.

At this moment, a long sword appeared in Fang Shuyi's hand, and she swung it towards the door.

However, with this sword, Fang Shuyi didn't mean to hurt other people, it just hit the ground, stopping Lin Xiaoxi and others from moving.

At the same time, Fang Shuyi's figure jumped and flew directly towards the roof.

With a wave of the long sword in his hand, the roof exploded, and Fang Shuyi's figure flew out from the roof.

Looking at this scene, Shen Chen still hasn't come to his senses until now, looking at the hole in the roof, he hasn't come back to his senses for a long time.

When Lin Xiaoxi and others came to their senses, Fang Shuyi had disappeared.

"Are you okay?" Lin Xiaoxi came to Shen Chen's side and asked.

Shen Chen shook his head, but did not speak.

"Crack!"

"Perfect!"

Another pass, the director couldn't help exclaiming.

At the same time, the director asked the staff to start repairing the damaged houses here. After all, they could not let such a large city be damaged.

Afterwards, the director asked the makeup artist to come to the middle-aged man, and asked the middle-aged man to hide his arm, and put a prosthetic in the sleeve of the middle-aged man, which was also painted with black paint.

After everyone was seated, the director's voice sounded again: "Start!"

Hearing the sound, Shen Chen looked back from above, and the differences in his eyes gradually disappeared.

At this time, the scream of the middle-aged man came out again.

"what!"

The middle-aged man looked at his right arm with a look of horror in his eyes.

The young man standing behind the middle-aged man looked panic-stricken and hurriedly asked, "Second Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

The middle-aged man's forehead was covered with cold sweat, but at this moment, the middle-aged man pulled out the long knife, and then slashed it directly towards his right arm.

Everyone was shocked, they didn't understand why the middle-aged man would suddenly mutilate himself and cut off his right arm.

But at this moment, the middle-aged man's severed right arm immediately turned into a puddle of blood.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this scene.

Fortunately, the middle-aged man was more decisive just now, otherwise, the middle-aged man might turn into a puddle of blood.

The middle-aged man tapped his right arm a few times to stop the blood, then looked at Shen Chen with a pale face.

"Boy, you actually colluded with the Demon Sect, I want your life!"

With that said, the middle-aged man waved the long knife in his hand and rushed towards Shen Chen. The spiritual energy in his body directly bound Shen Chen in place.

"Bang!" A sound.

I saw the long sword in Lin Xiaoxi's hand colliding directly with the middle-aged man's long sword.

The figure of the middle-aged man immediately flew out.

"Who are you guys?!" The middle-aged man showed anger when he saw Lin Xiaoxi trying to stop him.

Lin Xiaoxi looked at the middle-aged man and responded, "We are disciples of Shenjue Palace."

Hearing Lin Xiaoxi's response, the middle-aged man and the others were shocked.

The surrounding crowd also showed a look of shock, because they all knew what kind of existence the Shenjue Palace was, and it was a sect of cultivating immortals, one of the five sects.

There was a hint of shock in the middle-aged man's eyes, he looked at Lin Xiaoxi and said, "You are from Shenjue Palace? What about him?"

The middle-aged man pointed at Shen Chen.

"A trash who doesn't even have spiritual energy, is he also a person from your Shenjue Palace?" The middle-aged man asked.

Lin Xiaoxi glanced at Shen Chen, and then responded to the middle-aged man: "Yes, he is a disciple of our Shenjue Palace."

The middle-aged man endured the pain and said to Lin Xiaoxi, "Hmph, a disciple of Shenjue Palace actually got so close to the Demon Sect. I would like to know how you plan to deal with this matter."

Lin Xiaoxi responded coldly: "This is a matter of our Shenjue Palace, and has nothing to do with you!"

There was a chill in the middle-aged man's eyes, then he looked at Shen Chen and said, "Boy, our business is endless."

After saying that, the middle-aged man took the young man and left the inn.

"Thank you, senior sister." Shen Chen saw the middle-aged man leaving and said to Lin Xiaoxi.

Lin Xiaoxi glanced at Shen Chen, but ignored him and walked towards the guest room upstairs.

The fellow disciples who were following Lin Xiaoxi all looked at Shen Chen with a joking look on their faces.

"Trash, I didn't expect you to still have contact with the Devil's Cult, you just wait to be punished by the master when you go back."

Everyone sneered, and then they all walked towards the inn room.

Seeing this scene, Shen Chen didn't speak, but walked towards his room.

The reason why Lin Xiaoxi didn't ask Shen Chen was because Lin Xiaoxi knew that it was impossible for Shen Chen to have anything to do with the Demon Cult.

Because Shen Chen lived in the Shenjue Palace since he was a child, it is impossible to have anything to do with the Demon Cult.

Moreover, Shen Chen was a genius a few years ago, and his cultivation level was even higher than her. At that time, Shen Chen was an incomparable genius, especially in killing demons and demons, and gained a lot of military exploits.

If it weren't for the previous honor, Shenjue Palace would not have allowed Shen Chen, a loser, to stay in Shenjue Palace to continue practicing.

The camera follows Shen Chen back to the room. Shen Chen is lying on the bed, his eyes are a little dull, and Fang Shuyi's figure is all in his mind.

Shen Chen couldn't figure out why Fang Shuyi wanted to save herself. If she was a member of the Devil's Cult, she would never come to save herself.

After all, the middle-aged man is a righteous monk, and he is also a disciple of Shenjue Palace. Fang Shuyi just wanted to watch them hurt each other, so why did she want to save him?This made Shen Chen still puzzled.

"Crack!"

At this time, the director's voice sounded again.

The director stood up excitedly, came to Shen Chen's side, and looked at Shen Chen excitedly.

Shen Chen looked at the director with a puzzled expression and asked, "Director, what's wrong? There was something wrong with my acting just now?"

The director waved his hand quickly: "No, no, no, Mr. Shen, there was nothing wrong with your performance just now, it was very good!"

Then the director explained: "Mr. Shen, I was feeling emotional just now. If it wasn't Mr. Shen just now, but someone else was there, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to get through without five."

"Mr. Shen, if you made your debut earlier, I'm afraid this film king will be yours!"

(End of this chapter)