Tianting Garbage Recycling King

Chapter 771
"I was just thinking about other things. I never thought about quitting despite difficulties."

Not to mention whether he can still get off the pirate ship now, but this disaster will obviously affect the mortal world, and he has no chance to retreat at all.

"Then what are you thinking?"

Sun Qian asked softly while massaging her husband.

"If there is one, there are two. In the future, our family will simply become a refugee camp for immortals."

When Sun Qian heard what he said, she couldn't help laughing, but she didn't say much, and she couldn't say whether this matter was good or bad.

Originally, this time was the time for the two husbands and wives to have some private conversations, but before they started talking, someone knocked on the door forcefully.Fan Denglong shouted impatiently, "What are you going to do again?"

It's you, Molihai, this guy came over immediately after washing his whole body in the room.

"Can you come out? I have something to ask you."

It was Mo Lihai who said outside the door.

"Is there anything we can't talk about another day?"

Fan Denglong opened the door helplessly, and saw the sea of ​​magic rituals spinning around the door in a hurry.

"Let's go now,"

While Mo Lihai was talking, he was about to go to Lavan den Long.

"Brother, it's hard for me to have a little rest time, can we stop making trouble?" Fan Denglong said impatiently, the King of Emotions is a dead-headed person, and others don't believe what they say, so they like to play with themselves.

"The Nantian Gate is the gate of the Heavenly Court. Its status is very important. Don't leave it alone for a day. Don't talk nonsense. Take me to heaven quickly."

Mo Lihai yelled, "As long as I return to the sky, I will definitely not lose your benefits."

When he finished the latter sentence, he gave Fan Denglong a look, so that he could comprehend it by himself.

You can throw treasures down the fairy channel, as long as Fan Denglong helps him return to the heaven, Mo Lihai has made up his mind that it will definitely give Fan Denglong some benefits at that time.

"Uh, can I take the liberty to ask a question?"

Fan Denglong said in a low voice.

"I am the guard of the Nantian Gate, and I shoulder heavy responsibilities. I shall die for the Heavenly Court." Mo Lihai had a noble expression on his face, and he did not forget to cup his fists towards the sky to show respect.

Hearing this, Fan Denglong was in a bad mood.

"I mean, even if I can send you back, what about your weapons and treasures? You just go back empty-handed?"

Molihai's weapons are long spears and jasper pipa, especially the jasper pipa at the back, which is a famous weapon. One weapon is missing, and his combat effectiveness is almost half discounted.

"You fell into the mortal world in good condition, and lost all your weapons when you returned. How can you explain to the heavenly people? Also, the jasper pipa and long spear were left behind in the mortal world. Chaos? At that time, if this calamity comes together, you, the Heavenly King, can bear it?"

What he said was reasonable and orderly, and Mo Lihai couldn't find any reason to refute it. Instead, his face turned red and pale from being frightened by the situation Fan Denglong described.

"How old are you, do you still need others to teach you this truth?"

With his hands behind his back, Fan Denglong walked around the sea of ​​magic rituals, "There is no rush to go back to heaven, and clean up the troubles you caused in the mortal world first."

"I also know that you are dedicated to your duty, but it is related to the stability of the world. Even if you have thousands of reasons, you must deal with this matter first."

Fan Denglong patted Mo Lihai on the shoulder, then sighed heavily, and shut the door heavily with a snap.

Mo Lihai was startled by these words, stood at the door for a long time, and then knocked on the door again.

"Brother, you might as well kill me with one sword."

Fan Denglong roared angrily inside.

"I can't feel the existence of this jade-faced pipa at all. Can you give me some pointers?"

Mo Lihai said in embarrassment.

"Show me a fart,"

Fan Denglong replied angrily.

Mo Lihai's face turned red, and he was about to knock on the door when he raised his hand, but in the end he put it down embarrassingly.Although he is a high heavenly king, not only has he lost his mana, but he is still dependent on others. He not only depends on Fan Denglong to live in the mortal world, but also depends on Fan Denglong to find his own weapons, and finally depends on Fan Denglong whether he can go to heaven again.

Since there is something to ask for, it doesn't matter what others say.

Fan Denglong breathed a sigh of relief when he finally heard the sound of footsteps walking away from the door.

"Fortunately, my buddy has enough bastard spirit to overwhelm him, otherwise all this saliva will have to be said."

With Mo Lihai's self-indulgent attitude just now, if he doesn't make a big deal, he really can't fool him.

Fortunately, I finally stunned this guy.

"Is it fun to teach a king a lesson?"

Sun Qian said with a smile.

"Hey, don't mention it, if it's not a last resort, I really don't want to do it."

No matter what, Molihai is still an authentic person in the immortal class, the king of heaven, if he holds grudges in his heart, he will definitely have a lot of small shoes to wear in the future.

"Right,"

Sun Qian also knew that this was indeed a helpless move.

"By the way, when I came back earlier, Yu Banghan called me and said that he was going to find Zhao Wuji, a director who is known as a genius in Nangang, to star in a new movie."

Fan Denglong thought about it, and the ghost Zhao Wou-ki was indeed very suitable for the director in his mind.

Zao Wou-ki can only be regarded as a cutting-edge director in the film industry, and now there are only three works. The first one is a fledgling work, which is a bit young and full of literature and art.The second part and the third part have the same theme, and the production of big scenes seems to be easy, with a unique style, and can often find another way.

At a time when domestic films are in the doldrums and directors of the older generation and the younger generation are not available, Zao Wou-ki can already be regarded as one of the best.

"Okay, let him direct."

Fan Denglong nodded in response.

"In addition, he has some ideas about the script, but it's not good yet. He plans to ask Zao Wou-ki to help recommend suitable candidates."

"Not bad, this time the work is done very quickly."

Fan Denglong chuckled.

"As for the actors, he also inquired about them. It seems that two of them are preparing for a new play, and they don't have a suitable schedule."

Huang Weizhong and Liping, two first-line celebrities who are responsible for their appearance and strength, have publicity news before Sun Qian's nomination list.

"Just look around,"

Fan Denglong waved his hand, looking a little exhausted and tired.

"I'm going out for a while. If there is a call from Huang Long or Liang Fan, please answer it for me."

Fan Denglong handed the phone to Sun Qian and left the hotel alone.

I wasn't in a good mood, because I was worried about He Yuexian and was disturbed by the sea of ​​magic rituals, so I was really depressed.

　Alas, I bought a 300 yuan mechanical keyboard for less than two months, stuck letters, swallowed characters, and typed by myself. It took two hours to write a chapter, which was boring

　　
　
(End of this chapter)