After Being Possessed by Spirit World Giants [Transmigration Book]

The assistant stammered: "I heard...the new role has already been decided for the drama Miss Xiaolu is taking over."

"So fast?" Liu Binglan frowned, "Who is it?"

"Gorman..."

"It's her?!" Liu Binglan stood up abruptly, and then sat back slowly. She is the one who gained the most, and she must be the most suspected, and according to her character... She has also investigated Zhou Xiaolu's matter, isn't it? There is no definite evidence, but she gave up halfway because she dared not face it.

Liu Binglan's heart was twisted like a knife, and she said powerlessly: "I want to be quiet for a while."

Wen Yue's heart was as cold as hers at the moment, and only now did he understand why the two who were so close became strangers in the end.

Even so, it was Liu Binglan's last choice.

In order to support Zhou Xiaolu more, Liu Binglan agreed to the director to play a small role in the play. She is a friend of the heroine who has not seen for many years.

After finishing the filming, Liu Binglan left the scene in silence without saying a word to Gao Manduo.

With this play, Goldman won the best actress of the year, and her acting career has reached a new peak.

She also took advantage of the opportunity to advance bravely, and soon attracted more resources, becoming the new darling of the film and television industry.

At this time, Liu Binglan's contract expired and she chose to set up her own studio.

From then on, Wen Yue witnessed Goldman's unscrupulous methods in order to succeed, and deeply lamented that human nature can be so dirty.

The last trace of pity for her was gradually worn away.

The surrounding black ice became harder and denser, enveloping Wen Yue's soul densely.

"What do you want to do?" The furious voice shook the eardrum, and Cheng Zian sneered sinisterly, "Dare you talk to me like that, and don't you even say how much you are?!"

"Mr. Cheng, I'm telling the truth. If you don't look at me, you have to look at the child in your stomach..." Goldman's eyes were full of tears, and his pitiful look was enough to confuse a man.

"Come on," Cheng Zian said with contempt on his face, "You can't even remember how many people you've slept with, right? How can you swear it's mine?"

"Can I still not know who the father of the child is?" Goldman said with tears streaming down his face.

Crying scenes are a basic skill for an actor, and Cheng Zian has seen it a lot, so he didn't care at all, and half-jokingly said with a cigar in his mouth: "To tell you the truth, I can't be the master of this new play, and you can't afford to mess with it behind the scene." !roll!"

Goldman was swept out like a litter.

The driver said that there was an emergency at home and asked her to get off the taxi early.

Goldman walked alone in the alley late at night, as if he was cast aside by the whole world.

She suddenly stopped in her tracks, and three or five black figures rushed into her field of vision.

"Who are you?" Goldman was startled and frightened, and kept backing away.

The other party wore a hideous mask and said in a low voice, "Someone asked us to teach you a lesson, so that you can be smarter in the future!"

"Brother, this big star, do you want a full set meal as a gift?" one of them asked, with an obscene/evil air in his voice.

"Think well, the sponsor said, don't move your face, don't show injuries, and focus on education, do you understand?"

"Okay~" Several men agreed in unison.

"What do you want to do, I'm calling the police!" Goldman remembered the cell phone in his bag, but it was too late, seeing himself being gradually enveloped by a tall figure...

The dark clouds that had accumulated for several days oppressed the sky into darkness.

Goldman was lying in a remote, narrow, sewage-filled alley, with a strange smile on his face.

The image of myself being surrounded by fans and reporters with a huge momentum kept circulating in my mind.

Although Wen Yue has a strong soul, her lips are still purple and trembling after being in the ice cellar environment for a long time.

He was folding his shoulders to keep warm, and suddenly found that the environment was changing quietly.

As the temperature gradually increased, the ice cubes began to slowly melt.

Dark red viscous liquid slowly dripped from the black solid ice.

Wen Yue instinctively felt that Goldman's situation was getting worse.

Trapped in Goldman's body, if she did nothing but ask, Chi Yu might suffer.

"If Chihuang is here..."

With no one to rely on in his previous life, Wen Yue could only force himself to move forward. He didn't know when it started. Whenever he encountered difficulties, Bo Xianyun's face would always appear, which made him find comfort in his panicked heart.

Goldman got up slowly, staggering.

This ghost place is only two or 300 meters away from her residence.

But for her at this time, it seemed out of reach.

Every step, she walked very hard.

After an unknown amount of time, she staggered to the entrance of the alley.

Cross the opposite side street and arrive at the downstairs of the apartment.

Although bruised and bruised, Goldman's mind was unusually clear. She looked around and covered her face with a torn silk scarf.

Fortunately, there were no pedestrians at this time, and her residence had never been made public. If a gossip reporter photographed her in such a state of embarrassment, I don't know how ugly things would be published in the newspapers.

The red light flashed twice, and the green light appeared faintly.

Pain all over the body.

Goldman gritted his teeth, stepped up to the sidewalk, the tears in his eyes dispersed, and a figure suddenly appeared on the opposite side.

For a moment, her heart almost jumped out of her throat.

"Zhou Xiaolu?!" Goldman almost screamed.

"This is impossible! She jumped from the tenth floor and died on the spot." Not long ago, she called the hospital as a friend to confirm.

Goldman took a deep breath and looked again.

The original location was empty.

"Sure enough, my eyes are dazzled."

Just as Goldman calmed himself down, Zhou Xiaolu came into view again, standing in a strange posture, half of his face was bloody.

The loud whistle rang through the sky, and before Goldman could react, he was hit by the diagonally inserted car and flew away.

Her body was like a rag doll, thrown high and then fell heavily, with bright red blood dripping from the back of her head.

"...Gorman is dead?!"

Wen Yue witnessed everything with his own eyes, his head was full of question marks, and a strange hissing sound pierced through his brain like a magic sound.

The dark red lava-like mucus devoured every piece of solid ice, and no grass grew anywhere it touched.

The last piece of ice that Wen Yue stepped on/was eroded by the heat flow and made a sizzling sound.

There was a violent earthquake in Goldman's heart, and the ice seemed to be passing away with Goldman's life.

"What's going on?" Wen Yue stood up slowly, looking around at the scene like the end of the world.

The Soul Whistle extracted the memory from Goldman's soul, so it couldn't be a fake.

He remembered that Bo Xianyun said that if the host had a strong desire to survive and could resonate with it, with Goldman's personality, he would definitely not be willing to die like this, and the desire to survive must be extremely strong.

"Cheer up, you can still be saved!" Wen Yue concentrated his energy and roared in a deep voice. There was a moment of silence around him, and the vibration was indeed a little less.

"Huh? Is there a mouse hiding here?"

A pure and calm female voice came from high above.

A hurricane coiled around, vowing to push the shock to irreversible.

Just as Wen Yue was about to raise his head, the woman slowly landed in front of him.

"Who are you?" She stared at her eyes, which were like black holes without whites.

Wen Yue looked at her squarely, and said quietly, "Zhou Xiaolu, stop."

Zhou Xiaolu exhaled slowly, "Everything that belongs to this woman must disappear!"

While speaking, billows of black air gushed out from her body, containing incomparable resentment, enough to destroy this small heart.

"Xiaolu." Wen Yue persuaded, "Don't ruin your chance to find a new life because of hatred, some things should be let go."

"Let it go?!" Zhou Xiaolu's dark eyes were filled with blood and tears, "You have seen it all, can you let it go?"

It takes time to accumulate resentment. At that time, she was a person who had just passed away, so it was impossible for her to have such power.

The ground trembled violently, and the sound of the last piece of black ice breaking sharply and shattered could not be heard. On the shaking ground, the crimson lava was like an ocean, and if it fell, it would be crushed to pieces.

Wen Yue's feet were empty, and he fell suddenly. Only his left hand could barely hold the edge, and his body slowly slid down. He asked Zhou Xiaolu loudly: "Who is helping you? Think about the price you have to pay."

Zhou Xiaolu was stunned for a moment, lowered her eyebrows and pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised her face, showing an extremely pure and pleasant but strange and cold smile, "Ahahaha, he is right, Goldman is indeed difficult to deal with, but unfortunately I... Never believe it again!"

The hurricane swirls.

Wen Yue's eyes were tightly closed, and she said in her heart that she was probably back in place this time.

"stop!"

A voice came suddenly, deafening like a bell.

Wen Yue's heart trembled, tears almost didn't flow out, "Fire Phoenix!"

"One step further, there is an abyss. There will be no □□ return, have you thought about it?"

Bo Xianyun is solemn and solemn, as inviolable as a god.

Zhou Xiaolu covered her ears in pain, her expression extremely complicated.

The moment the surrounding earthquake weakened, Wen Yue saw a silver light shooting into his eyes, and the scene flowed rapidly like a time machine.

The next moment, he was already lying on the floor of the room.

The black smoky palm quickly chased after Wen Yue, and the moment it was about to hit the back, something intercepted it and made a piercing jingle.

In the blurred vision, Tong Xin was walking towards Gaoman wrapped in black mist.

Although she really wanted to hear what they said, Wen Yue's eyelids seemed to weigh heavily on them, and she soon fell into a deep sleep.

"Fire Phoenix! I'm here!"

Wen Yue woke up from the nightmare, and was stung by a ray of sunlight.

It was quiet around.

He quickly looked around, and finally found the longing figure on the sofa.

Tong Xin was lying there with her clothes together, sleeping peacefully.

Wen Yue let out a long sigh of relief, tried to stand up and came to her, and gently covered her with a thin blanket.

Tong Xin's long eyelashes trembled twice, and she opened her eyes.

She stared fixedly at Wen Yue, her expression at this moment was no different from that of Bo Xianyun.

"Woke you up?" Wen Yue said in a warm voice, "It's still early, sleep a little longer."

Tong Xin propped herself up, "Gaoman, oh no, she should be called Zhou Xiaolu, she is not the person we are looking for."

"She was replaced by Zhou Xiaolu's soul?" Wen Yue asked,

"No." Tong Xin's eyes were deep, like a cold pool, "Not only the soul but also the spirit... Let's put it this way, there is only a body left in Gaoman, and the inside has been eaten clean, and there is no more in the Three Realms." Goldman."

Although I didn't understand it very well, judging from Tong Xin's solemn expression, Gao Man's ending must be extremely bleak.

"By the way, I feel that someone is helping Zhou Xiaolu." Wen Yue suddenly remembered her appearance, "Could that person be the mastermind behind the scenes?"