Chapter 59 My Father the Emperor of Heaven (End) (1/2)

He is actually the Emperor of Heaven!

The cultivators who were confident of victory just now were stunned, and the bone-chilling cold flowed into their hearts along with the blood in their bodies.

In fact, when seeing the huge silver dragon that seemed to cover the sky, many cultivators had already felt bad like Shan Junqing.

Some low-level cultivators or independent cultivators who came from the mortal world were fine, but those high-level cultivators with sects knew from the information passed down by the sect that the master of the heaven was the dragon.

And among the four realms, only the Emperor of Heaven can be called a true dragon.

The Emperor of Heaven controls the four realms and is the real master.

Including them, they are also under the control of the Emperor of Heaven.

But just now, they actually wanted to surround and kill the Emperor of Heaven.

Some cultivators were so scared that they knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, and even those cultivators with the cultivation level of the Mahayana and Tribulation Crossing Stages who were just so majestic and high-spirited had to kneel down under the dragon's might.

Shan Junqing and Shan Huaiyu were treated the same as those low-level cultivators. They were lying on the ground, spitting blood.

Lin Ning'an did not kill them just now, but he pierced their Dantian, and their spiritual power was completely lost. The reason they were still alive was that they relied on some of the foundation they had cultivated before.

The pain all over their bodies was not as shocking as knowing the truth.

Shan Huaiyu was younger, and he could not raise his head under the pressure of the real dragon's aura. Even if he was in great pain, he could only lie on the ground and spit blood.

Shan Junqing was able to reach such a height in a short period of time, so he naturally had perseverance that ordinary people could not match. At this moment, even though he was in great pain, he still had bloodshot eyes, and he held his body tightly and raised his head to stare at the two silver dragons above, one big and one small.

The emperor was angry, and corpses floated thousands of miles away.

This saying has been passed down for a little while. It is said that when the demon world had not yet surrendered and even intended to murder the immortals in the heaven, the emperor personally went out to fight, led the heavenly soldiers and generals, and bloodbathed the entire demon world.

Later, the demon world surrendered, the four realms bowed their heads and submitted to the emperor, and the immortals in the heavens also became Buddhists one by one, and there was no trace of the brutality of following the emperor to kill everywhere.

But even if they have lived for tens of thousands of years, they are still immortals.

Even if they came to this world of cultivation and suppressed their cultivation, they are incomparable to those people in the world of cultivation.

After the salute, the heavenly soldiers stood up and looked down at their cultivators with horror, just waiting for the emperor's order to turn this place into a sea of ​​blood.

The cultivators on the ground also found out what they were waiting for, and immediately kowtowed to the silver dragon in the sky to admit their mistakes.

The emperor was kind, and if they sincerely admitted their mistakes, he might let them go.

Zhang Zirou was already confused. After being at a loss, she noticed the gazes of the heavenly soldiers looking at the dead.

Are all of them going to die here today!

No!

No way!

She finally got rid of the birth, aging, sickness and death of mortals and became an immortal cultivator...

At this moment, her eyes looked up at the little silver dragon that followed her father.

It was called a silver dragon, but in fact it had no horns on its head and no claws under its belly.

Is that... the little dragon from the past?

Her eyes lit up, and she quickly suppressed the disordered true energy in her body and stood up, shouting madly at the top.

"Shi Heng!!! Shi Heng!!!"

"I am Ah Rou, Shi Heng!!"

The huge silver dragon stayed in the air, and a pair of eyes looked at the ground with majesty and coldness.

He fell again, and there was a man with a jade-like body and a feather crown on the ground.

Zhang Zirou's eyes were full of hope, and she knelt madly at his feet.

"Shi Heng, do you still remember me? I am A Rou, your A Rou. After you left that day, I have been looking for you. I even gave birth to a child for you..."

The silver-white dragon also swooped down and landed on the ground, transforming into a teenage girl.

Just by looking at her equally stunning appearance, you can know her relationship with the Emperor of Heaven.

Zhang Zirou's gaze towards her suddenly became more enthusiastic, "You are my daughter, you are my daughter, right, Shi Heng, this is our daughter, the daughter I gave birth to for you!!"

She pointed to Ji Yuzhen, who was kneeling on his knees, covering his chest with blood in his mouth.

"It was him!! He was the one who killed our daughter. At that time, I was just a mortal. I begged him to let our daughter live. Shi Heng, I have been waiting for you for a hundred years. You are finally back. Are you here to pick me up..."

Under her hopeful gaze, the Emperor of Heaven in white leaned over slightly and helped her up with his own hands.

"Arou, I had an accident that day and lost my memory."

"Give me another ten days, and I will remember it. I will welcome you back to heaven to be my queen of heaven and share the title of master of the four realms with me."

Zhang Zirou's expression gradually became obsessed and pleasantly surprised, "Shi Heng..."

When she was about to come over with some lingering affection, the Emperor of Heaven withdrew his hand.

A dust suction spell washed his hands clean.

"If it weren't for... you touching my daughter, everything you just said would have come true."

The Emperor of Heaven was kind, but he could not forgive everyone.

He stretched out his hand expressionlessly, and in the midst of Zhang Zirou's unbelievable screams, he used his spiritual power to strangle her neck and hung her in mid-air.

She screamed miserably, as if a piece of meat was peeled off alive. The monks around did not dare to move, and could only listen to the shrill screams.

A jade-white dragon horn was slowly peeled out of her body, and after it came out, it could not wait to jump into the body of its real owner.

After the dragon horn was peeled off, Zhang Zirou lost the shackles of spiritual power and fell heavily to the ground. Without the cultivation given by the dragon horn, wrinkles appeared on her tender face in an instant, and her black hair turned into a mess of white hair.

The stolen time was finally returned.

Ji Yuzhen, who was standing aside, had no ability to resist at all, and his dragon horn was taken out just like Zhang Zirou.

With the two dragon horns back in place and the dragon energy of his father helping him, Lin Ning'an turned into a little dragon again, flying in the sky and making a tender but unquestionable dragon roar.

Lin Shiheng sent dragon energy to her in the sky, until he saw the dragon claws grow out of the flat dragon belly, then he slowly withdrew his hand and bound those who had hurt his daughter in mid-air with his spiritual power.

A cultivator with an elder in the Tribulation Crossing Stage of a sect half-knelt on the ground, looking at this scene unwillingly, and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Today, we are ignorant of your Majesty's identity and have offended your Majesty. I beg you not to kill them all."

The Emperor of Heaven raised his eyebrows slightly, "What if I want to kill them all?"

"Although your Majesty controls the four realms, you must not ignore the people's hearts. If you kill for your own selfishness today, it will be spread out..."

"Heh."

Lin Shiheng did not move, but just sneered, and the cultivator who was still talking about great principles had been pierced through the abdomen by spiritual power.

The body fell to the ground with a bang, and he was dead.

"When did I fear what people say?"

He sneered, turned into his true body and flew into the air again.

"Pass on my order, cultivators in the cultivation world who kill monsters recklessly and cut off their vitality, offend the Emperor of Heaven. From today on, all monsters will be moved out to form their own world. For ten thousand years, the gate to the sky will not be open to the cultivation world."

Before the cultivators below could react, the cold and magnetic voice appeared in the ears of all the cultivators.

"Kill!"

The heavenly soldiers who had followed the Emperor to the battlefield of immortals and demons treated these cultivators who were only at the Tribulation Crossing Stage as easily as dealing with ants.

In just a moment, the cultivators who had been standing high and mighty fell to the ground.

There were also some cultivators who had no ability to resist, but were let go by the heavenly soldiers. All the heavenly soldiers ignored them as if they could not see them.

The eyes of immortals can see cause and effect. The cultivators who were let go like this are rare species that have never harmed any living being.

The immortals do not mind raising their hands to treat such rare species.

It is precisely because of these surviving cultivators that the cultivators who did not participate in the sect competition know what happened.

That day was a scene that many cultivators could not forget.

The whole sky seemed to be cut off, and even the earth cracked with a rumble. There was a majestic spiritual power that separated humans and goblins. Humans went to the north and goblins went to the south.

This doomsday-like shock did not harm the lives of living beings, but it frightened many people.

It was not until they arrived at the sect competition that they knew what happened that day.

The cultivators offended the Emperor of Heaven, angering him, and the entire cultivation world was divided into two halves, one half was inhabited by monsters and the other half was inhabited by cultivators.

Within ten thousand years, cultivators in the cultivation world cannot ascend.

The monsters that they once looked down upon and even did not regard as living beings were divided into the side with strong spiritual power. In the future, if there are animals and plants in the mortal world that become spirits, they will also ascend to the monster world and have nothing to do with their cultivation world.

Those cultivators who used to slaughter monsters at will in the past also experienced the feeling of a fish on the chopping board today.

But now it is useless to regret that they should not force the monsters too hard, and they can only concentrate on practicing and hope that they can live ten thousand years later.

But after all, their hope of ascending within ten thousand years was taken away. The cultivators gnashed their teeth at the cultivators who angered the Emperor of Heaven, and were also worried that the Emperor of Heaven would still hold a grudge ten thousand years later. They wrote down their names overnight and engraved them on the pillar of heaven to show their determination not to be accepted by the world of cultivation.

But no matter how much they did, the Emperor of Heaven and the princess who had already returned to heaven were too lazy to take another look.

Shan Junqing had guessed the ending when the Emperor of Heaven threw the four of them alone in the air without killing them.

He has always been smart and cruel, otherwise he would not have gone from a farmer without parents to a high official in the court, and then to an elder in the world of cultivation.

In the eyes of those dead cultivators, the Emperor of Heaven only did not kill the four of them, which was a release on them.

But they did not know that the dead cultivators were the ones who were truly let go by the Emperor of Heaven.

In this world, death is not terrible, what is terrible is that life is worse than death.

Shan Junqing has accepted his fate.

When he stabbed his wife's heart, he should have known that this day would come.

His obsession was to become an immortal.

But his wife was the daughter of the Emperor of Heaven.

Just as Lin Ning'an said, if he hadn't killed her, he would have become an immortal.

Shan Junqing couldn't tell what it felt like to have his obsession broken by his own hands. He only knew that it was bitter, as if he was surrounded by bitterness, and it hurt so much that he couldn't speak.

His disciple, Shan Huaiyu, was almost crazy.

This child who was raised by him personally was obsessed with becoming an immortal just like him.

What they feared most was not death, but wiping out their hope of becoming an immortal with their own hands.

Shan Junqing guessed correctly that the reason why Lin Shiheng kept them was to punish them with a punishment more terrible than death.

The fate of Zhang Zirou and his wife was quite simple. The Emperor of Heaven was in charge of the four realms, of course, including the ghost realm.

They would be born in the mortal world as two deer, and would die soon after their antlers were cut off. Then, they would be reincarnated and their horns would be cut off again.

Death is not a one-time thing for them, because they will not have the opportunity to drink Meng Po soup, and can only watch themselves die and come back to life again and again with human memories.

When death becomes reincarnation, no matter how painful it is, it will be useless.

Shan Junqing and Shan Huaiyu were also sent to the mortal world.

There are immortal herbs in heaven, and eating them can make you immortal and live as long as the sky.

But there are also side effects. This immortal herb cannot be eaten by cultivators with spiritual power, and immortals with immortal essence cannot eat it either. Only mortals can eat it.

But after eating it, the life span is long, but the body will not be immortal.

They will grow old like a normal human being, have illnesses, need grains, need sleep, and can feel pain. Except for immortality, they are no different from ordinary humans.

Maybe it sounds good. Even if you are old, you can always make life better after a long time.

But they were cursed by the Emperor of Heaven.

No matter how long it has been, no matter how much they desire, they are destined to be poor, and they will not have more than enough money to eat a meal. They will pass by countless knowledge, but they will never remember that knowledge in their minds.

Their bodies have completely become mortals, unable to practice spiritual power, unable to use martial arts, and even the memories of how to practice in their minds are blurred.

The only thing they remember is how majestic they were in the world of cultivation, and how much they longed to become immortals.

The two old men who were sick but could not die had to walk all over the mortal world with crutches.

Because once they stopped, the curse would prevent them from getting the next meal. Even if they walked to a bloody mess, they had to keep going.

Only a hundred years later, Shan Huaiyu went crazy.

Maybe going crazy is a good thing for him, Shan Junqing thought.

His eyes were numb, and his once handsome face was full of wrinkles and dirt.

Shan Junqing also wanted to be a madman like Shan Huaiyu.

In that way, those years and past events would not appear in his mind.

The memories of the cultivation world gradually blurred, but the memories of the mortal world were clearly visible.

He once had a happy family.

His gentle wife looked at him with love in her eyes.

Everyone envied him.

He held a high position and his wife loved him.

But he destroyed all of that with his own hands.

Shan Junqing had a knife on him.

Every time he woke up from a nightmare, he would masochistically insert the knife into his heart and feel the excruciating pain.

Was his wife like this that day?

He smiled foolishly and inserted the knife deeper.

He thought he would never see his wife again, until one time, when he was squatting by the wall begging with many beggars, Shan Junqing saw the woman with a bright smile.

A hundred years later, she had grown up a little, and at the age of seventeen or eighteen, her smile was still as pure as in his memory.

Although they had become mortals and knew that there was no chance, Shan Junqing still couldn't help it. He dragged his disabled leg and carefully moved closer to Lin Ning'an, trying to hear her voice.

Fortunately, his ears were still very sensitive.

Lin Ning'an was followed by several guards. The leading guard followed behind her loyally and reminded her: "Princess, the little prince should wake up. Let's go back first."

Since the Emperor of Heaven and the eldest princess had accidents in the mortal world, the immortals who wanted to play in the mortal world have become more cautious. They not only practiced spiritual power, but also practiced their skills occasionally to avoid being bullied by dogs in the mortal world.

Lin Ning'an also practiced, and she practiced well, but she was a princess. No matter how well she practiced, she still had to be accompanied by guards when she went to the mortal world to play. Even if there was any danger, it was enough for the guards to escort her back to heaven.

"Play for a while longer, Daddy will take care of Yu'er."

Lin Ning'an hadn't been to the mortal world for a long time. He looked at the things around him with a lot of novelty in his eyes. He took a candied haws and put it in his mouth. After feeling the sweet and sour taste, he squinted his eyes in satisfaction.

"Buy this, I want to bring it to Daddy and Yu'er."

The guard quickly gave silver to the vendor selling candied haws and bought all the candied haws.

Shan Junqing looked at the woman with a bright smile almost greedily.

She was still so attractive.

A hundred years of regret made him subconsciously follow her every move.

Even though he knew he was in a mess now and there was a risk of being recognized, he still wanted to see her.

He wanted to say sorry to her.

Just as Shan Junqing was following her, a man in white with a feather crown appeared in front of him. He was holding a child in his arms. He was about five or six years old, with a lovely appearance and luxurious clothes. He was frowning and looking at Lin Ningan with an unhappy face.

Lin Ningan, who had just been happy, immediately felt guilty. He smiled awkwardly and walked up to the two of them.

"Dad, why did you bring Yu'er down here? Didn't you say he was too young to come?"

"I asked grandpa to bring me here!"

Yu'er said with a serious face, "Mom always sneaks out to play by herself, and she lied to me that she was learning to handle government affairs. I don't want to believe you anymore."

"No, no, I didn't lie to Yu'er."

Lin Ning'an waved his hands awkwardly, "I was really handling government affairs, but those government affairs were too boring. I thought about coming down to play for a while after watching them. Look, mom also brought you rock candy. Gourd."

"You're lying. Mother said the same thing last time. She ended up going to the demon world and playing for a whole day before coming back."

"Mother went to see your Uncle Hu. He's old and can't even eat meat. I felt sorry for him, so I went to visit him."

"Uncle Hu has been fasting for a long time and doesn't eat anything at all."

Lin Ning'an has been pampered since she was taken back to the heaven. She has become more and more childish. She was blocked by her son and couldn't speak for a while. She could only look at her father who was watching the show on the side for help.

Lin Shiheng smiled and handed his grandson to his daughter.

"Don't always try to fool Yu'er. Although he is young, he has the blood of a real dragon. How can he be easily fooled like a child in the mortal world?"

Lin Ning'an, who also has the blood of a real dragon but has been fooled countless times by his son:...

"Okay, okay, you are so old and still have such a childish mentality. Since we are here, let's have fun today and then go back."

The family of three left happily, and the guards followed them. No one cared about the mortal beggar behind them.

Shan Junqing sat on the ground blankly, hugging the crutch in his arms.

This is a locust tree branch. After he picked it up, he kept it with him and used it as a crutch.

Occasionally, he would think of how his wife made cakes with locust flowers and elm seeds to support him when he was poor.

No matter how painful his body was, no matter how upset his abdomen was, as long as he held this crutch, his heart would still be warm.

He insisted, and his wife still loved him.

Even if he hated him now, his loveliness could not be erased.

Just like Shan Junqing himself, he has not gone crazy in the past hundred years, relying on his thoughts and love for his wife.

But just now, the child called her: mother.

Has she married?

It seems that she is very happy.

Yes, her father is the Emperor of Heaven, and she has also gone to heaven, as a princess of heaven. If she gets married, her husband must be an immortal.

Shan Junqing lowered her head blankly and looked at the tattered clothes on her body and the stench that could be smelled at the tip of her nose, and blood gradually overflowed from her mouth.

I should have expected it...

When he stabbed that knife into her heart, the love that she thought she had was nothing.

But why is my heart so painful.

****

Lin Shiheng, the Emperor of Heaven, was diligent for a few years at the beginning, but when his grandson was born, he liked to go wandering in various realms.

Lin Ning'an doesn't believe in love at all now, but she wants a child, so Lin Shiheng encourages her to learn from the Xiantian Emperor, go to the chaos to take one out, and then give it his own essence and blood.

He has experienced this process himself, so his grandson was born smoothly.

Maybe because of genetic mutation, the grandson is different from his silver dragon mother and grandfather. He is a fire dragon.

Children taken out of the chaos often have memories of the chaos, but because they have been floating in the chaos since birth, those memories are often boring and uninteresting. Therefore, except that they can understand words at birth, these children are no different from ordinary children.

Fire Dragon Yu'er is a child who always likes to have a stern face.

His favorite thing to do is to review memorials.

That's right, review memorials that can only be reviewed by the Emperor of Heaven.

This is a very ambitious dragon.

Unlike his grandfather and mother who just want to go out every day, Yu'er's ambition is to become the Emperor of Heaven.

His ambition is destined to learn a lot of things.

Fortunately, there are many immortal officials in the heavens, who have been committed to training a qualified emperor of heaven, and they taught Yu'er everything they knew.

Then, he was drained by the fire dragon, who had a very high comprehension ability.

When Yu'er was 100 years old, he finally grew into a young boy.

The immortal officials were delighted. They finally didn't have to stand in front of a white and tender girl who was less than half their height to report matters.

Yu'er was determined to be the emperor of heaven, so he was ready to compete with his mother.

He even wrote a long memorial, which was full of benefits if he became the emperor of heaven. In short, he wanted to crush his mother in all aspects.

He never expected that before he presented the memorial to the grandfather of the emperor of heaven.

The grandfather abdicated to him.

And the mother who had always said "yes, I also want to be the emperor of heaven" was full of joy and was instructing the immortal maids to clean up the palace to welcome the new emperor of heaven.

Wait, what about the fair competition we promised!

What's the point of throwing the throne of the emperor of heaven to him!

Before he took the position of the emperor of heaven, Yu'er always thought that his mother was a naive person who could not deceive him at all.

Until he knew that his mother lied to him that she also wanted to be the emperor of heaven in order to make him competitive.

The succession ceremony of the new Emperor of Heaven went smoothly.

After all, neither the Xiantian Emperor nor the half-crown princess had any objections, and although the new Tiandi was young, his lethality was almost the same as his grandfather.

He was a good Emperor of Heaven who made Xian feel at ease.

Yu'er had been managing the Heavenly Realm diligently. Even though he watched Grandpa and Mother playing around every day, his ambition remained strong.

He was a dragon with ambition!

Another hundred years later, Grandpa was leaving.

He was not going to die, but was just going to travel around and never come back.

Mother was very sad about this. After all, she had always been spoiled by Grandpa. Even though she was hundreds of years old, she was still as carefree as a child.

Yu'er comforted her seriously.

He had always thought that his mother was a naive person, but the things his grandfather told him before he left made him realize that his mother was a naive person who had suffered a lot.

Yu'er had always been very curious before, why his mother, as a princess of the Heavenly Realm, was raised to have such a temperament.

Shouldn't we cultivate the excellence of the heir?

When Yu'er knew those past events, she understood.

For Grandpa, as long as Mom was healthy, that was enough.

She only needed to be the most carefree and happy princess happily, and Grandpa would naturally take care of other things.

And now, it was his turn to take care of it.

He would take Grandpa's place and take good care of Mom, so that those sufferings and sorrows would never find Mom.

After saying goodbye, Lin Shiheng did not leave this world immediately, but really traveled around.

I have to say that this feeling of traveling around the world and seeing all the beautiful scenery in the world is really great.

It was not until he had traveled through the five realms that he left this world contentedly.

Vacation really makes people refreshed.

Standing in the white space, Lin Shiheng stretched and blurred the emotions of this world.

"System, continue the task."

****

When he opened his eyes again, there was a green curtain in front of him.

Something was hanging from his waist, and below him were a group of people wearing ancient costumes and holding various weapons. A little further away, there were many modern people holding equipment.

Lin Shiheng narrowed his eyes slightly, his brain quickly receiving memories. After the middle-aged man in a hat below said to start, he immediately jumped down from the curtain, waved his sword and began to "fight" with the group of people underground.

He was light and dressed in white. He fought smoothly and beautifully. After a group of "corpses" fell to the ground, the director holding a small loudspeaker called "Cut" with satisfaction.

"This scene was shot well. There were a few shots that were not cut just now. Do it again, just like before."

Lin Shiheng did not say anything, and let the staff untie the wire around his waist for him, and returned to the top of the green curtain, and then jumped down again to "fight" lightly.

The director was very satisfied with this fight scene, and filmed it three times in a row before announcing that Lin Shiheng's role for the day was over.

The assistant at the side came over quickly and handed him a bottle of water when the staff untied him from the wire, "Brother Shi, drink some water."

Lin Shiheng took the water, drank a few sips, and put it back, stretched his shoulders and asked, "Do I have no scenes today?"

"No, Brother Shi, do you want to go back and rest? I ordered takeout, which will probably arrive soon."

Lin Shiheng nodded, and walked into the cloakroom to change out of the fairy-like clothes on his body.

Obviously, he is an actor.

He is currently filming a costume fairy drama, in which he plays the third male.

Although he is the third male, the character's personality is very good. After the show is released, he will suddenly become popular.

But this popularity did not make the original owner very happy.

The original owner is currently a little unknown to anyone, the kind of person who no one can recognize if he walks on the street without a mask.

The reason why he was treated like an assistant, a nanny car, and a single suite was because he was actually an illegitimate child of a wealthy family.

Although his father had no intention of recognizing him, he was still his own flesh and blood. If he wanted to go to the entertainment industry, then go. Because he was a newcomer and there were no good scripts to choose from? Then he spent money to bring him into the group.

In short, in addition to giving him an identity, the wealthy father did give him everything he could.

The original owner was very happy until his drama was broadcast.

He did a really good job. The third male character was gentle, elegant, and well-read. He was a fan-attracting character who had to learn anything he wanted to learn.

The original owner brought this character to life.

Therefore, many fans flocked to his Weibo, and more praises were piled on him. Coupled with the operation of his wealthy father, he was in the limelight for a while.

But soon, along with the popularity came the pain of being in the camera with every word and action.

Almost all fans came for the role he played. When people called him, most people called the name of the role instead of his own name.

If it were other artists, they might not think it was a big deal. They became artists to make money and support their families. For money, it was just being called by the name of the role. What was that?

But the original owner was not short of money, because he knew from a young age that he was an illegitimate child. Even if he had a good relationship with his father, he could not call him dad. He was full of inferiority.

He was eager to become a person that everyone liked.

Unfortunately, the role he played was, but he himself was not.

When those who paid attention to him for the role found that he was completely different from the role, without gentleness, without being well-read, and without all the good qualities of the role, they were disappointed.

The more he felt this disappointment, the more painful it was for the original owner.

He was eager to become that role.

But he could learn that temperament and that demeanor, but he could not make himself the role itself.

Until the end, he did something crazy.

He fell in love with the artist who played his wife in the play.

To be precise, he thought he should fall in love with that artist.

If it was just love, it would be fine, but he was obsessed with thinking that he should be with that artist and did something irreversible.

The artist had a husband and children, and she herself was not the kind of person who agreed to do anything for power. After rejecting the original owner, her child was kidnapped, and the kidnapping suspect was the original owner.

No one knew if he was crazy. Even in the face of the police's dragnet, he insisted on calling the female artist and asked her to agree to marry him.

In order to stabilize him, the female artist agreed.

I thought that this would save the child, but when he was ecstatic and took the child to get in the car to find her, a car accident occurred on the road and both died on the spot.

A family was broken.

[Ding! This world mission: Protect Ren Qiaoqiao, a side mission, please let everyone think that you like the person you protect. ]

Ren Qiaoqiao is the female artist who lost her child innocently.

And her husband is still a good friend of the original owner.

Lin Shiheng was a little surprised by this side quest, asking him to protect and express his love.

Is this encouraging him to steal someone's girlfriend?

Doesn't the system fear being struck by lightning for doing this?

After thinking for a few seconds, he narrowed his eyes slightly and raised his eyebrows slightly.

So this is how the world works...

***

"Congratulations on the completion!!"

The glasses clinked together, and the three handsome men and beautiful women smiled and drank the wine in the glasses.

"Shiheng, what are you going to do next? Will you continue to take on roles? My agent told me yesterday that Director Zhang is about to shoot a modern drama and is preparing for an audition. Do you want to give it a try?"

As Chen Hao spoke, he took another sip of wine, his eyes full of envy, "You're good. If you go, Director Zhang will definitely agree."

After all, in this money-oriented society, bringing money into the group is a kind of confidence in itself.

"I won't go. I need to take it easy."

Lin Shiheng smiled bitterly and stretched out his hand to rub his brow. "I can't get over this drama. I need to see a psychiatrist."

Chen Hao was shocked and looked at his friend with concern. "Fuck, don't scare me. There was a news report the day before yesterday that a foreign star got depression because he was too immersed in the role."

Ren Qiaoqiao was also worried, but soon relaxed. "It shouldn't be a big deal. Your role can be considered happy and complete. I also read the news. The role you took was depressive and you can't get over it. Just go see a psychiatrist."

Although she is young, she debuted as a child star and has seen more things in the entertainment industry than the two newcomers Chen Hao and Lin Shiheng.

"I think so too."

Having said that, Lin Shiheng's bitter smile never faded. "I've been dreaming recently that I'm Yi Qing. If I don't finish filming, I'm afraid I'll go crazy."

"Then why are you still drinking? Okay, okay, stop drinking. It's better to treat it early. It's not a good thing to get too deep into the role."

Chen Hao and him have been brothers for four years, so of course they have a good relationship. When he heard this, he couldn't drink anymore. He got up and went outside to ask his assistant to send Lin Shiheng off.

"Okay, I'll leave first. I'll come to congratulate you after you finish filming your scenes."

"Go to hell, you still have to come after filming."

Several people chatted and laughed as they watched Lin Shiheng get on the nanny car.

Unexpectedly, until the crew finished filming, Lin Shiheng didn't show up again.