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Five hundred and fiftieth chapters handover for heaven

When the early morning sunlight shone into the room, Xiao Feng opened his eyes and it was a new day.

Xiao Feng lowered his head and looked at Lin Lin in his arms, showing a happy smile. No wonder since ancient times, some people love beauty but not the country. Even now, he feels that way.

With so many confidants accompanying me, why bother pursuing others? But think about your original dream again. If you give up, will you still be yourself?

Xiao Feng moved his body, and Lin Lin opened her eyes: "Feng, you're awake, why don't you sleep a little longer?"

"Haha, I can't sleep anymore, please sleep a little longer," Xiao Feng said softly, stroking Lin Lin's smooth, satin-like skin.

"I'll get up and make breakfast for you," Lin Lin said, about to sit up from the bed.

"Good boy, lie down. I'm not hungry now. You can sleep for a while while I move my body." Xiao Feng forced Lin Lin to lie down on the bed, and then kissed her hard on a certain part of her body dishonestly: "Be obedient. ,"

"Oh," Lin Lin nodded, then didn't get up again: "How is your health?"

"There's nothing to do anymore. I'm going out to do some exercise,"

"Well, be careful,"

Xiao Feng kissed Lin Lin on the forehead again, put on his clothes, washed his face, and left the room.

Although his body is still weak for a while, the situation is much better than yesterday. Now that a person with the level of a human weapon appears, he can also fight.

After walking around outside, he ran to Mr. Jing's villa. Mr. Jing was injured yesterday. He didn't know the specific situation, so he thought of going to have a look.

When I got there, I saw Mr. Jing and Nangong Ji drinking tea. They didn't look injured at all, they were very relaxed.

"I said, you two got up early enough," Xiao Feng grinned and sat down, poured himself a cup of tea and took a sip. It tasted really good.

"I used to think that I could sleep peacefully without worrying about anything, but now I find that I have formed a habit and can't sleep even if I want to," Mr. Jing said calmly.

"Hey, how's it going? I didn't embarrass you," Xiao Feng said a little embarrassed. Yesterday's battle seemed very simple, but one minute on stage and ten years of hard work off stage. Only he knows how much he has paid. So much effort, so much sweat and blood.

"Well, it can come to an end, but my junior brother needs to be more careful."

"Didn't you win yesterday?" Xiao Feng was curious: "He wouldn't be shameless, wouldn't he? He wouldn't admit defeat when he lost."

"If it was you who died yesterday, I would continue to take revenge," Mr. Jing said seriously.

"Okay, I will pay attention to this old guy. If he dares to come to me, I will slap him to death," Xiao Feng boasted.

"How about I say hello to him and ask him to come to you quickly, and then you beat him to death to avoid future troubles," Mr. Jing said while looking at Xiao Feng.

The corner of Xiao Feng's mouth twitched and he smiled: "I'm just bragging casually, but you really believe it?"

"Here, I leave this thing to you," Jing Moxian took out something and threw it to Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng took it and took a look, and was quite shocked. It turned out to be the Heavenly Order that Jing Moxian had always regarded as a treasure. "Old guy, you really gave it to me,"

"Yeah, but you can't go against your original intention of doing justice for heaven. You know, if you dare to do anything wrong, then I will kill you myself," Mr. Jing said seriously.

"I will," Xiao Feng nodded solemnly.

"No matter where you go from now on, bring the Substitute Order with you, and they will help you. I know that if you have to deal with such a clown next, I'm afraid you will use the Substitute Order,"

"A clown," Xiao Feng curled his lips. I am afraid that only Mr. Jing could say that poker is a clown.

"I won't care about you from now on. I'm going to do other things now," Mr. Jing said calmly.

Xiao Feng's heart moved, could it be blood jade?

"After those old guys leave, I will go to Nangong Family with Old Man Nangong first, and then we will check on the blood jade together. If you have anything, just call me on the satellite phone,"

"Okay," Xiao Feng nodded: "Then over to Baililu..."

"He still has uses, let's keep him for now."

"Okay," Xiao Feng didn't want to worry about these things. Let the old guy study it himself.

Xiao Feng chatted with the two old men for a while, and then went back to his villa. He happened to see Lin Lin making breakfast, and several girls were also busy helping.

"Brother Feng, I'm back, drink some water," Jing Beier brought the water.

"Brother Feng, how are you doing? Let me rub it for you," Huo Wu was also busy showing off.

"Brother Feng..."

Xiao Feng, the grinning boss, has such a happy life and such a harmonious harem, even if he is given the throne, he would not change it.

While I was having breakfast, a phone call came in.

"Hey, prayer, what's going on?"

"Brother Feng, have you been okay these past few days?"

"Probably not, just tell me if you have anything."

"Making a movie,"

"Making a movie," Xiao Feng was stunned.

"Yes, you are a male pig's trotter when you make a movie with Goddess Murong. You won't forget about it," Wu Zhenyan shouted over there.

"Uh-huh, I seem to have forgotten it. I said I didn't see Murong. She went to your place."

"She's on set,"

"Okay, Xiao Wu has revised the script,"

"Well, it's almost done,"

Xiao Feng nodded with satisfaction: "Although that boy is more wretched and lustful, it is undeniable that he is still more talented and a talent. We have to keep him and ask him to be our royal screenwriter for Starlight Entertainment in the future."

"Okay, what's the appropriate annual salary?"

"tens of millions,"

"so tall,"

"If you want a cow to produce milk or a donkey to grind a mill, how can you do it without feeding it enough? You can't make much money writing online novels, so let him change his career in the future."

"I guess a lot of readers will cry,"

Xiao Feng grinned: "It's okay, after he becomes a great screenwriter, his readers will go into the cinema to appreciate his silent and sound rippling."

"Well, then I'll call Xiao Wu,"

"good,"

"Brother Feng, when are you coming over? If the sisters-in-law have nothing to do, they can all come over together. There are a lot of scenes for them,"

"Okay, let's go there right away. Are we at Southeast Film and Television City?"

"Well, yes, I heard that the second master will come over later,"

"That's okay," Xiao Feng hung up the phone and told the girls. As expected, they were all very interested and chirped, saying they would come together.

Among them, Huo Wu is the most enthusiastic. She had a great time at the concert last time, and now that she has the opportunity to appear on the big screen, she is naturally very positive.

After finishing breakfast, the group of people drove several cars and left Luna Manor.

Housekeeper Fei Rui originally wanted to arrange a luxury motorcade, but was rejected by Xiao Feng. She wasn't just showing off, so why was there a need for a luxury motorcade?

When we arrived at the Southeast Film and Television City, we came to the set where Wu Zhenyan was talking about. As soon as we got off the car, we saw Feng Laoer's fat body.

"Feng Feizhu, you are quite active," Xiao Feng said with a smile as he kicked Feng Lao Er in the butt.

"Who the hell..." Feng Laoer was just about to get angry. He was a powerful Feng Erye. Who dared to call him Feng Fatty Pig or kick his ass? When he turned around and saw Xiao Feng with a mean smile on his face, he immediately stopped. Got tempered.

"You kid, why aren't you older or younger?" Feng Laoer glared.

"Come on, aren't you just a few years older than me? As for relying on your old age in front of me?" Xiao Feng rolled his eyes: "Why do you have time to come here?"

"It's not turned on today, so I came to take a look,"

"I'm a male pig's trotter. If I don't come, can you turn on the phone?" Xiao Feng was a little embarrassed. When he turned his head, he saw Wu Yanyan and Murong Xue coming over.

"Murong, come on, we left so early in the morning. Lin Lin said you didn't eat, so she specially brought you a meal." Xiao Feng took out the lunch box from the car and handed it to Murong Xue.

Murong Xue was moved and nodded to Lin Lin: "Thank you,"

"Haha, why are our sisters talking about this?"

"Let's go eat first, and I'll talk to Prayer,"

"good,"

When Murong Xue went to have breakfast, Xiao Feng took Wu Yanyan to the side and said, "Why do you want to take a picture? This is the first time a big girl has got on the sedan chair. I gave it to you for the first time. You have to be responsible for me."

"..." Wu Yanyan looked strange: "I can't bear this responsibility,"

"Don't talk nonsense. How are you going to shoot? Just talk to the camera."

"Brother, if you're facing the camera, is that a movie? It's a news network..." Wu Zhenyan rolled his eyes: "In movies, don't pay special attention to the camera, just follow the script."

"Then just pretend that the camera doesn't exist and your personality has split,"

"Well, if you think so, that's fine," Wu Zhenyan touched his head: "Well, Ou Xinxuan will be here soon. I'll let him give you some pointers later."

Xiao Feng nodded: "Well, then I'll wait for the seagull, and you go ahead and do your work first,"

"Okay," Wu Zhenyan, as a director, was naturally very busy. He said a few words and left in a hurry.

After a while, a Ferrari roared and stopped at the entrance of the studio. Ou Xinxuan got down from it. Some fans who had already been wandering around after receiving the news screamed.

In China, Murong Xue is the kind of person who kills men, women, old and young, but most of Ou Xinxuan's fans are girls.

It is said that many female fans make bold declarations of love online, saying that as long as Ou Xinxuan can sleep with her for one night, it will be worth it even if he dies the next day, etc...

There are even female fans who shake hands with Ou Xinxuan or receive a hug from Ou Xinxuan. They go home without washing their hands for a month or more. Then they are reluctant to wear the clothes that come into contact with Ou Xinxuan. They store them and treat them as treasures.

It can be seen that in the hearts of girls, Ou Xinxuan is indeed the first-class Prince Charming. In the domestic entertainment industry, he is called the number one killer of girls, and no one dares to call him number two.

"Cousin," Ou Xinxuan has now come out of his original depravity, at least on the surface, he has returned to his usual self.

"Haha, Seagull, I was just looking for you," Xiao Feng gave Ou Xinxuan a shoulder. Damn it, how could this kid be so handsome? He was so handsome that he was a little jealous.

"Find me,"

"Yes, I'm looking for you to teach me acting. I've never acted before,"

"Uh, okay, leave it to me and I'll train you in all aspects right away," Ou Xinxuan promised, patting his chest.


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