The fiery red sports car whizzed past like a ball of flames and stopped in front of the crew of "The God of Refusal".

As the engine sounded, the overwhelming screams sounded, and countless men and women holding flower lantern signs were full of fanaticism and obsession, wishing to submerge this dazzlingly red sports car.

However, no one exceeded that cordon, even if they were so eager to touch him.

The flowers in everyone's hands are bright red roses, just because on the day Ling Lan debuted, the red rose petals fell on the sky on the stage. Under the rain of flowers, he was so elegant and delicate that he seemed to have never set foot in the world.

In the post-match interview, he said that the red of roses is the most romantic color he has ever seen. From then on, this color has become the unique support color that represents him in the hearts of fans.

Ling Lan put one hand on the door of the sports car, took off her sunglasses with the other, raised her eyebrows at the crazy crowd against the light, and didn't know what she thought of, and smiled gently.

Under the tan sunglasses, a pair of slightly narrow and long dark eyes were exposed. The lines of the outline of the eyes were smooth and nearly perfect. A tear mole drooping at the end of the eyes was so beautiful that it was almost evil.

The burgundy shirt reflects the snow-white skin. As the breeze stirs, there seems to be a faint red mark on the collarbone.

He was lazy and a little careless. Even if he did nothing, he already had crazy magic. He chuckled like this, and in an instant, the screams were like a tsunami, almost overturning the entire venue.

It was not until the young director came out with a cold face and brought the staff out that the fans reluctantly evacuated and left. However, seeing Ling Lan's face, even Director Duan, who has always been known for his strictness, could not say anything serious, and only glared at him with gritted teeth.

——A glance of Qingpiaopiao was without lethality. The paparazzi hiding in the dark can't help but wonder if this handsome director is also interested in others. Otherwise, how could he let the water go repeatedly?

Ling Lan has been a top idol with a high popularity since her debut. After crossing the border, she easily won the annual ratings championship and is now the youngest actor.

"The Gu King on Earth", "He is all the desires in the world themselves", "the perfect art that the Creator cannot create"... Countless exaggerated descriptions are placed on him, but they seem to be tailor-made for him. Even the most demanding fashion circle poisonous mouth cannot pick a slight thorn at him - except for his chaotic private life.

However, this seemed to have become a label on him that was unstoppable. Because of this, he seemed to be pulled down from the clouds that everyone was out of reach, allowing those who looked up to him to have this almost mad dream.

Look, he doesn't reject these things, so can they have a chance...

His existence seems to be the best interpretation of beauty. Although it is not the pure and pure beauty in the traditional sense, but the opposite, as if it should only grow in the deepest part of hell, sealed with chains, and the beauty as if it is as evil as sin.

At the peak of reproachable moment, Ling Lan took on a cannon fodder villain in a drama. As the master of the two male protagonists in "The God of Rebellion", he has the same name and surname as him, but his character is very bad and he has few roles. He is a top scum who deceives his master and destroys his ancestors and abuses young people.

This drama is "The God of Rebellion", a best-selling novel of the two male protagonists in some way. In this world, humans and demons coexist in opposition, but they all believe in the "moon god" and regard the moon as a symbol of the creation god, which is the most sacred and inviolable.

The two male protagonists, one is a lonely and helpless righteous cultivation genius in the human world, and the other is a young demon king who has re-cultivated the memory and re-cultivated the world. After many twists and turns and tests, one of them becomes the head of the righteous immortals and the other becomes the king of the demon king who unified the demon realm.

Relying on their own powerful cultivation, the two of them broke away from the Moon God at the end, achieved the path of "reverse God", and became new gods in each world of one person and one demon.

The role played by Ling Lan is the common master of the two of them. Despite this, he did not do anything.

Because he had sex with his master's Taoist partner in his early years, he left indelible damage on his body, and his cultivation was stagnant and had to be repaired by the furnace and cauldron and numerous magic medicines.

So he took the first male protagonist to act as a furnace and after his intention was discovered and his evil deeds were about to be announced, he decisively threw the male protagonist into the fire refining pool where there was no entry or exit;

Immediately afterwards, he found a second male protagonist to continue to act as a furnace, beat and scold him at all, and did not regard him as a human being at all. When looking for Yue Shenzhi in the Secret Realm of God's Demon King, the male protagonist's Demon King's memory awakened, and his villain's life also came to an end. He was stabbed to death in the snow by the young demon king with a sword.

When this novel was serialized, some people maliciously speculated that the author wrote such a character because he was unable to ask Ling Lan for help, which was so tainted that he could do all his ugly things, but he tried his best to exaggerate his unique and super secular beauty.

But these have nothing to do with Ling Lan. In short, he just took on this drama to please men.

Ling Lan held one hand on the car door, jumped out gently, and landed on the ground, sunglasses hung on the collar, hanging on the collar, and was about to fall, and the ambiguous under the collar was completely exposed in this action.

A young man walked out of the shadow, wearing a black costume, his handsome face was covered with haze and his eyes were full of paranoidness, just like the young Demon Lord in "The God of Rebellion" who fell into the world and turned into a demon.

He stared at the familiar traces under Ling Lan's collar, his eyes turned red, and his body was covered with a gloomy and terrifying aura, as if he had really become the crazy and paranoid demon king.

However, Ling Lan seemed to have not seen him, brushing his collar on his own and passing by him.

A boyfriend who has dated is like a sugar cane bagasse that has been gnawed. He will not have any attachment or reluctance when throwing it away. There is no need to give it to him with extra eyes.

He was now just a garbage that didn't even have to give him a look.

He said this when he was in love. Now, he has done so.

How ridiculous. The boy suddenly laughed softly as he watched the figures gradually fading away, but more and more people around him.

Even if he is garbage, how could he be able to throw him away?

The finale is about to begin. Ling Lan lies on the snow, wearing a blood-stained white dress, and carelessly lifts up some snow in his hands.

As a perverted master who took over the devil's apprentice and was eventually eaten by black ko, today, as long as Ling Lan was "stolen to death" by the second apprentice who recovered the devil's memory, his role would be completed.

The sound of "shining" is the sound of a sharp sword being unsheathed.

The young demon king in black was walking towards him step by step with a sharp sword in his hand.

Ling Lan looked at the falling snowflakes and drifted at him lightly.

In the vast white area that was endless, this black dress was particularly eye-catching. Coincidentally, this scene in the book wrote that it was particularly snowing on this day, and snowflakes were flying like countless crazy butterflies. Only a few moments before the "Spiritual Immortal Lord" was stabbed to death did the heavy snow calm down.

Today, the snow fell particularly heavily, and the sky was covered with white patches, as if it was going to be like going all the way. However, at the moment of turning on the phone, the snow stopped and only a few scattered snow fell from time to time.

The "second apprentice" in Linglan's play is also his goal to join the group. Now that the filming has been completed, he has become his ex-boy.

The director said that the finalizing film scene should be performed freely, that is to say, act as you want. So Ling Lan did not have panic or fear at all. Looking at the boy who seemed to be struggling step by step, as if he was full of pain, he chuckled slightly.

After falling on the snowy field of blizzard, the immortal king who was desperately dressed in white clothes, and the red lotus on his eyebrows was burning like bloodstains. His black hair was messy, and even his lips were slightly pale, but all the embarrassment did not destroy his peerless charm at all, but instead added a bit of a pathological beauty.

The young demon king held the sword, his eyes were full of blood, but his smile shook his mind, his chest was beating wildly uncontrollably, and the frozen blood in his body began to flow again at this moment.

Ling Lan felt a stinging look in an instant, glanced at the back and forth, and found that the man in a suit was standing in the snow in a well-dressed manner, wearing a noble look, and the eyes under the lens were locked firmly on him, with deep displeasure hidden in his eyes, and the assistant who was holding an umbrella for him was trembling.

It's not a bed scene, and it's worth watching like this. Ling Lan turned back his gaze a little tired, and there was another one more "sugar cane bagasse" list with blurred faces in his heart.

However, at this moment, unexpectedly, a sharp stinging pain came from his heart. The sword that should have been a prop actually pierced his chest at this moment!

The entire crew suddenly burst into screams. In the chaos of war, Ling Lan raised his head with difficulty. The murderer knelt beside him. Two clear tears were shed on his pale cheeks. He hugged him tightly, and he kept saying, "Alan, I love you the most..."

Love me? I love it so much that I killed me? Ling Lan wanted to laugh a little, but when he opened his mouth, he felt the bloody mouth surging, and the tragic pain in his chest spread.

It turns out that this is the feeling of being penetrated by a sword, and it really...the taste is special.

Looking at the boy who was holding him and crying so hard that he could not cry on his own, Ling Lan moved his right finger slightly, and used his last bit of strength to lift his wrist-

Want to slap this thing.

However, his hand was lifted into the air, but he failed to successfully exhale the other person's face. The last trace of strength in his body was drained and his palm suddenly hanged down.

Before losing consciousness, Ling Lan heard a surging wave, as if something broke out from the sea, and then a soft Mianyang sounded:

[Acquiring five drops of true love blood of the son of destiny can change fate.]

【The mission fails, the host will die completely.】

【Soul Transmission Begins…】

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Ling Lan opened his eyes and found himself standing at the entrance of a mountain cave. The cave was deep, with only a stone bed and a cluster of bonfires burning on the ground.

Outside the cave was full of wind and snow. The ice and snow formed a natural ice wall at the entrance of the cave, which clearly reflected his appearance at this time.

A snow-white dress is a typical dress for a cultivator, but the owner did not wear it well. He only tied it loosely on his body, and his collar drooped down on one side, revealing his snow-white shoulders.

His head was covered with black hair and a blood-colored red lotus bloomed in his eyebrows. Even though he was wearing white clothes like white, he still couldn't cover his charming aura.

Ling Lan pulled the falling collar up and smiled slightly at the mirror. The people in the mirror also smiled at him. It was cold outside the cave, and a few snowflakes floated by, and the tears moles passing by the ends of his eyes turned into crystal drops, rolling down his cheeks, sliding like morning dew, sliding across the lotus petals, this smile also brought a bit of charming and seductive feeling.

Ling Lan remembered the description of this scum in the book: Honglian is beautiful and charming, and is half charming.

He wiped off the drop of water on his face and looked at the face that was exactly the same as himself in the mirror. He thought slowly that he was actually very suitable for this role. Unfortunately, he could not see the feedback from the audience.

[Tip: The target character Mu Xun is approaching, please pay attention to the host.]

The sound of sheep heard before his death suddenly sounded. Ling Lan turned his head and saw that in the wind and snow, a boy in black was staggering towards the cave, carefully protecting something in his arms.
Chapter completed!