The grandfather of the entertainment industry arrives

Chapter 120

Entering the exchange, the woman who is as dignified and gentle as a lady from the Republic of China is walking in front of her.

"Master, Mr. Feng." The woman bowed her head respectfully.

Feng Xiange glanced at this woman with his eyes as if he hadn't woken up, and said to Si Bo with a half-smile: "You are good at paper-cutting."

"Mr. Feng has good eyesight, please come inside." Si Bo didn't think that a paper figurine could fool Feng Xiange's eyes.

However, few people who have walked to the life exchange these years recognized that the woman's body was a paper figurine.

When we arrived at the study room, Si Bo stopped showing off, and said directly, "Mr. Feng, you can trade anything on the Life Exchange. Doesn't Mr. Feng want to get rid of the shadow that has been following you?"

Feng Xiange could feel that the gray shadow who had been by his side lost contact with him the moment he entered this room.

"Can you help me get rid of him?" Feng Xiange asked casually.

Si Bo smiled slightly: "I said that everything in the life exchange can be traded. If Mr. Feng wants to get rid of that shadow, he can naturally use it as a condition for the transaction, but I don't know if Mr. Feng is willing to pay a certain price."

"Oh!" Feng Xiange supported his chin with one hand, and played with the teacup on the table with the other. No matter how he moved, the teacup didn't have a drop of water on the table, "Then what price do I have to pay?"

"Half your lifespan." Si Bo replied.

"The lifespan of ordinary people is at most a hundred years. If I pay half of it, I can only live for another ten or twenty years. It seems that it is not very cost-effective." Feng Xiange said that it is not worth it, but in But there was no emotion like anger on his face, it was as calm as a dead sea.

"Is Mr. Feng an ordinary person?" Si Bo asked with a chuckle.

Feng Xiange didn't answer, the teacup that was spinning on the table stopped, and stopped on the table with a slant, the water that spread out of the teacup didn't flow to the table, as if it was still.

"What's so good about being alive? Are you not tired after living for a thousand years?" Feng Xiange looked up at him.

The smile on Si Bo's face remained the same, and the depths of his deep eyes became deeper and deeper: "Living naturally has its benefits, what do you want Mr. Feng to do?"

Feng Xiange smiled abruptly, with some confusion in the smile: "If you take half of my life, just come and take it."

Si Bo was overjoyed, but didn't show it on his face: "Did Mr. Feng agree to the deal between us?"

"You can say that." Feng Xiange raised his eyelids and leaned lazily on the chair.

A contract appeared out of nowhere on the desktop, and Si Bo pushed the contract in front of him, "If Mr. Feng confirms that it is correct, sign your name on it and put your bloody fingerprint on it."

Feng Xiange didn't even look at the words on the contract, and directly picked up the pen next to her to sign her name, but the moment the name fell, the whole space suddenly felt a vibration.

A gray shadow appeared inside. Looking at the contract on the table and Si Bo sitting on the other side of the table, he suddenly became furious, and a gray light hit Si Bo: "Who are you? How dare you want his life."

Si Bo stepped back, and a ray of light erupted from his body, repelling the gray light that was close at hand.

"He formed a contract with me voluntarily, and you have no right to interfere." Si Bo's smile sank, "Go out immediately, the contract of the life exchange cannot be broken by anyone."

Feng Xiange looked at the two lazily. As the protagonist in this incident, he was like a bystander who never participated in it.

"It's ridiculous, you don't have the ability to want his life." Huiying was enraged, and a scimitar appeared in his hand. The scimitar carried a strong murderous aura and a very heavy hostility.

There are many people who died on this knife, not just people, the roar of the undead is always on the machete.

Si Bo's face remained unchanged, but there was a hint of fear in the depths of his eyes. He didn't expect this shadow to be so powerful without a body, but he underestimated this shadow.

"Go to hell." The scimitar in Huiying's hand rushed towards Si Bo swiftly.

Si Bo stretched out his hands, quickly formed a seal, and counterattacked.

When the two forces collided with each other, a strong fluctuation occurred in the entire space, and Feng Xiange, who was in the center of the storm, didn't even move a hair, lying on the chair, his eyelids were completely closed. , Just fell asleep like this.

After such a hard blow, Hui Ying and Si Bo took a step back at the same time, Hui Ying's shadow became more and more transparent, and Si Bo covered his chest with one hand, and was scratched by the machete in Hui Ying's hand. For the wound, he quickly took out a pill with one hand and ate it, but the blood on the wound on the chest still hadn't completely stopped.

"Walk".Gray Shadow grabbed Feng Xiange, and he disappeared from this space in an instant.

Si Bo didn't catch up, but spurted a mouthful of blood, staggered to the edge of the table, holding the contract that Feng Xiange had signed in his hand, curled his blood-stained lips, and showed a weird smile on his face : "Half of the contract has been established, no one can escape, and I will soon have an immortal body."

After Huiying left the life exchange with Feng Xiange, the figure that was originally three points transparent looked even weaker: "Xiange, didn't I say that the man had problems before, why did you follow him here? What kind of life exchange between labor and capital?"

Maybe he was worried about something, but Hui Ying suppressed the anger in his heart and didn't yell.

There was a very obvious indifference in Feng Xiange's eyes: "I naturally have my reasons for doing things."

"You have a reason to fart, I think you have lived too long, even your brain..."

After all, Hui Ying couldn't hold back the curses, but the last sentence disappeared in Feng Xiange's indifferent eyes.

"Anyway, if you weren't here, I wouldn't die, so what to worry about so much." There was a trace of sarcasm in the depths of Feng Xiange's eyes, and he didn't know who was mocking this sarcasm.

"Xiange, you—forget it, let's go back first." Hui Ying left with Feng Xiange again.

The progress of "Fairy Journey" is very good, except for Mo Xiaozhu's accidents from time to time, the whole crew is in harmony.

On this day, Yueliuyin was dragged by Fang Yuan to the snack street not far from the production set. After a hearty meal, the two rushed to the production set with smiles on their faces. There is no rush.

Unexpectedly, they just walked into the door of the crew, only to hear the noise inside, the two looked at each other, afraid that something happened in the crew.

At this time, I saw a young man running out holding a woman covered in blood. These two people were Ruan Xiuping and Mo Xiaozhu.

"What's going on here? What happened to Mo Xiaozhu?" Fang Yuan shouted in surprise.

Yue Liuyin looked at the place where Mo Xiaozhu's Palace of Fate was condensed, and there was a condensed black energy. Sure enough, something happened to Mo Xiaozhu after his luck was lent out.

Ruan Xiuping was like a walking corpse, he didn't hear Fang Yuan's voice at all, and rushed outside still holding Mo Xiaozhu.

"Where are you taking her? Mo Xiaozhu's current body can't stand the bumps at all. If you want her to live longer, it's best to wait here. The medical staff will arrive soon." Yue Liuyin This person, who looked like a walking dead, snorted coldly.

Ruan Xiuping suddenly came back to his senses and stopped at the same spot, while Mo Xiaozhu in his arms had fallen into a deep coma.

Yue Liuyin walked over and took a look. Judging from Mo Xiaozhu's situation, she might not be able to wait for the doctor to come at all. She frowned slightly, took out a pill and put it into Mo Xiaozhu's mouth.

"What did you feed her?" Ruan Xiuping said hoarsely.

"Things that can save her life for the time being." Yue Liuyin stood up suddenly, and looked down at Ruan Xiuping from a high position, "Some things that don't belong to you, even if you try your best to get them, it will be nothing, Mo Xiaozhu is for you prevent the disaster."

Ruan Xiuping's face changed instantly, "What do you mean by that? How could Xiaozhu prevent disaster for me?"

"Don't you understand the contract you signed yourself?" Yue Liuyin sneered.

"But, I obviously only gave up ten years of life." Ruan Xiuping said in horror.

"Your lifespan is not long in the first place, let alone someone bought your next life." Yue Liuyin looked at Ruan Xiuping's face, which belonged to a late bloomer and an early death, but now his face is gone. There has been a change, and it has vaguely become a long-lived figure who has gained fame and fortune, but is lonely all his life.

On the contrary, Mo Xiaozhu originally had a smooth life, with children around her knees, and her only regret was that she lost her husband in middle age and lived a long life, but now she has died unexpectedly.

The reason for this is that Mo Xiaozhu lent all her luck to Ruan Xiuping.

Ruan Xiuping still wanted to ask, but at this time the ambulance had already arrived, Ruan Xiuping didn't care about what to say next, and got into the ambulance by himself.

Fang Yuan, who had been in shock all this time, couldn't get back to her senses, suddenly yelled: "Liuyin, so you are really a master."

Yue Liuyin was also amazed by her brain circuit, which had slowed down for several beats. She even sent out the Requiem incense, and she realized it now.

"Let's go, let's go back to the crew to have a look, the crew doesn't know what the mess is like now." Yue Liuyin grabbed this beautiful girl with a monstrous face and a silly daytime inside, and entered the crew together. .

　Before 12 noon, Jiujiu strives for another chapter.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)