Fantasy: God-level Store Manager

The preparatory work for the film has been roughly completed, and what is needed now is to wait for the day after tomorrow to assemble and set off.

Then Luochuan fell into a state of doing nothing.

He did not collect relevant information about Qi Chuan on the magic phone, and keeping a sense of novelty is the most important thing.

I hope this city can bring him an unexpected surprise.

Before crossing, the only few trips in Luochuan were just wandering around the scenic spots near the university with a few classmates.

After all, he doesn't like going out very much...

"Boss, boss..." An Weiya waved in front of Luo Chuan who was in a daze.

"Oh, what is it for me?" Luo Chuan finally recovered from his random thoughts and patted An Weiya's hand.

"It's not a big deal." An Weiya smiled, and bluntly stated the reason for looking for Luochuan, "I want to go to make a movie too."

"What are you going to do? Play the role inside?" Luo Chuan asked casually.

"I'm just curious, I want to go and take a look." An Weiya smiled, "Of course it's okay to play a role."

To put it bluntly, I just want to join in the fun.

Luochuan yawned: "It's up to you."

Anyway, the movie was made in the Star Empire, and with Anvia's ability, it could be done easily, and there was no need to tell him.

And when making a movie, there must be onlookers.

Luochuan will naturally not take care of this matter leisurely, this is the freedom of customers.

But compared to watching a movie, making a movie is definitely not much fun.

Because the shot did not meet the director's requirements, all kinds of NG re-shooting would only feel boring.

At least according to Luo Chuan's understanding, it is almost like this.

If someone can help him shoot, it will definitely be a lot easier.

Hmm... It seems that there is such a person...

Help with the filming, Luo Chuan couldn't help but appear in the heart of Xin Hai Chengzi.

Well, you can ask her then.

"Great." An Weiya nodded happily, and walked to the expansion space with two cups of milk tea.

Xinhai Chengzi returned to the room rented by Zui Yuexuan after the business hours in the morning, and was sitting at the table by the window, writing her heart story on her magic phone.

...

The Fifth Tyrant Sword slowly took a breath, his expression became solemn, and the ink blade in his hand slowly chopped off.

A sharp blade of light suddenly appeared in the air, with an incomparable overbearing intention, as if to cut away everything in front of it.

As if unable to withstand such terrifying energy, the ink knife of the saint soldier level also made a crisp sound at this time, and it collapsed like a mirror.

Ying Wuji did not dodge and rushed up to the light of the knife. In front of the light of the knife, his figure was extremely insignificant, but he exuded an aura that could not be ignored.

He clenched his fist, a certain special energy covered it in an instant, and then countless shadows of the fist fell on the almost condensed light of the sword, and there was a roar of gold and iron.

A series of dense black cracks spread quickly around, and the terrifying spiritual storm tore everything around like a ruin.

The strength of Wendao Peak cultivators is extremely strong, and the impact on the environment is almost devastating in a hands-free confrontation.

Everything happened between lightning and flint, and the environment in the arena was turned upside down in an instant-in fact, it was almost destroyed before the two started their big moves.

The blade light shattered into tiny pieces, and it cut the ground like a sharp blade into the sky. Ying Wuji had already broken through the blade light, and there was a barrier of fictitiousness and uncertainty around his body. ring.

Losing the weapon, the strength of the Fifth Tyrant Sword was at least reduced by a few percent. After all, his main contact was the sword technique, and coupled with the endless closeness of the Ying, the two sides only stalemate for a few seconds before breaking the balance.

Ying Wuji directly blasted the Fifth Badao's chest with a punch, and the latter's figure flew upside down like a cannonball, leaving a mark of nearly a hundred meters on the ground with his legs before it could stop.

The Fifth Tyrant coughed twice. He felt that at least five or six of his ribs had been broken and his internal organs had suffered serious injuries.

"It seems that I won this time. Accept it." Ying Wuji sighed with relief, with a very faint smile on his face.

The white light flashed away, and the world was reset and recovered as before, and the injuries of the Fifth Tyrant Sword disappeared.

This is the function of the arena. You can fight without any scruples. It is like shielding your perception of the outside world, which is no different from real fighting.

The Fifth Tyrant Knife held a brand-new ink knife in his hand, frowning slightly: "This shouldn't be, why is it suddenly broken?"

"Xu is that your spiritual power exceeds the capacity of the ink knife." Ying Wuji gave a guess.

"Maybe so." The Fifth Tyrant sighed and put the ink knife away, "It seems that we will need to replace with new weapons in the future."

The stronger the strength, the more difficult it is to find a weapon that suits you, especially for Wen Dao and Venerable.

Both of them belonged to the kind of cultivators who pursued stronger strengths, plus they were both regular customers of Origin Mall, so the relationship was not bad.

"I heard you have encountered something recently?" Fifth Ba Dao asked suddenly.

Ying Wuji naturally understood the meaning of the fifth tyrant knife, nothing more than the relationship between him and Murong Haitang.

He hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Yeah."

The fifth sword said nothing, opened the light curtain, and began to select new weapons on it.

Seeing him like this, Ying Wuji couldn't help but feel a little curiosity: "Can I ask you something?"

"What's the matter?" Fifth Tyrant Dao's sight still fell on the light curtain.

The ink knife is his favorite weapon, and it really takes a lot of effort to find one that can ban it.

Ying Wuji coughed softly, "Ah, what do you think of your partner?"

He was immersed in the world of cultivation before, because the exercises he practiced would deplete his own vitality. Only by continuously improving his strength or obtaining items that can enhance his vitality can he live. solved this problem.

Ying Wuji also noticed Murong Haitang's thoughts, but didn't know how to respond for the time being.

Coupled with the fact that Fifth Badao mentioned this matter just now, so I wanted to ask him what he thought about it, and maybe I could get something out of it.

The movement of the Fifth Tyrant Sword turning over the light curtain stopped, and his gaze fell on a long slender knife with a black scabbard above it, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Partner?" He stared at the new weapon in his hand, and then drew the knife abruptly, a sharp chill appeared, "Oh, a woman will only affect the speed at which I draw the knife."

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