Chapter 897 The Road to the King of the Movie

Hearing Su Yumo's words, Yao Tianjun lowered his head and was shocked to find that he had already put on a decent suit.

The neckline even wears this very unique bow.

Looking at the hand Su Yumo reached out to him, Yao Tianjun slowly stepped forward, but he did not touch the hand.

"The boring game should be played almost the same. Do you really think I would believe that all this is true?"

Yao Tianjun had no expression on his face and suddenly turned around and stretched out his hand.

With his fingers in the air, a slender and white jade neck slowly emerged.

Immediately afterwards, a figure appeared in front of Yao Tianjun, the woman who had appeared in front of the building gate.

“Isn’t this true?

You should have checked it out before. This is not a world built by illusion, it exists."

The woman was clearly strangled, but there was no pain on her face. On the contrary, the smile full of mockery made Yao Tianjun feel an inexplicable irritability in her heart.

"It does exist, but everything here should exist only in my heart, but do you know why I don't believe it?

Because it's just a dream after all, and you haven't guessed exactly what I really want."

Yao Tianjun sneered.

"oh?

Really?

Isn’t what you want to be family happiness?”

The woman replied with a meaningful and sinister smile.

Immediately afterwards, Yao Tianjun heard two familiar voices.

"Chenjun, what are you doing?"

"Xiaojun, don't stand there."

Yao Tianjun turned his head in surprise and saw Su Yumo standing beside him, whom he had not seen for a long time.

Like everyone else around them, they were wearing very formal ornate gowns with eager faces.

In the center of the stage, Su Yumo still smiled, and the outstretched hand was held in the air, as if he would never let it go.

Behind him, the woman who was strangled suddenly disappeared at some point, and when she appeared again, she was already standing behind Su Yumo.

"Accept, what you always want, it's here, accept it, and you'll get everything."

Yao Tianjun's eyes once again condensed on Su Yumo's hand wearing white gloves, and the voices of encouragement and supervision from his parents kept echoing in his ears.

His expression became ferocious for a while, and Yao Tianjun suddenly felt as if he had let go of something, and a relief smile appeared on his face.

"Maybe you're right."

He raised his arm gently, and he was about to hold the jade-like little hand.

Suddenly, Yao Tianjun raised two fingers and waved them suddenly.

Thorn.

Accompanied by the sound of the cloth being torn apart, Su Yumo's hand left her body and fell to the ground.

A strange scene appeared, and there was no blood at the broken mouth of the hand, but the palm that should have been flawless was constantly bleeding out.

"Do you really think I didn't notice the words on the wall at the stairs?

Those who are stained with blood will die, right?”

Yao Tianjun's eyes regained their indifference. When he looked up again, he saw the figure in front of him burning.

The flames burned out the bright auditorium.

Turning around, Yao Tianjun found himself standing in the corridor before, but the narrow corridor had already reached its end.

On the wall at this end is a colorful painting, and the content of the painting is a strange eye.

Yao Tianjun knew that he probably saw this eye just now, so he saw those unreal scenes.

Looking around, Yao Tianjun's expression became a little weird.

He found that Ran Qiye had disappeared, and the door of the building that should have been opened had been re-enclosed.

Instead of checking the building gate, he set his eyes on the entrance of the stairs beside him.

On the first stairs, a simple sword was standing upright, with the tip of the sword deeply stuck in the bricks and stones.

Yao Tianjun looked at the sword that blocked the way upstairs, and his mind moved, and his mind wrapped the sword, controlling it to fly out of the bricks and stones and fall into his hands.

This sword is very light, you can tell that it has a history of at least hundreds of years by looking at the material.

And just as Yao Tianjun held the sword, the sound of the Huangquan show sounded again in his ears.

"Start the road to promotion script and actors."

"You have triggered the challenge mission and you can be promoted to the Best Actor after completing it."

Yao Tianjun was slightly stunned.

I didn't expect that the script of being promoted to actor will be triggered here.

His expression gradually became solemn. Yao Tianjun took out his cell phone and chose to accept the script.

"Script: The Last Swordsman."

"This is an era where warriors are no longer needed. You will play a swordsman who has been with swords all his life and walk through his whole life."

"The interpretation goal is as follows."

"First, this script is a biography of characters that spans a lifetime. You need to play the role of a sword fanatic of different ages. Please make corresponding decisions based on his experience. Each of your decisions will affect the subsequent script direction."

"Second, survive in the final battle."

This time, there are only two goals for the script, but in terms of difficulty, it is definitely the most difficult script Yao Tianjun has ever experienced.

Do you still have to make choices for a person who plays a different age group?

Yao Tianjun's face was solemn, but he still held the sword in his hand without hesitation and stepped up the steps.

At the end of the steps, there is a white mist.

Yao Tianjun stepped into the fog.

The scenes around changed again.

"Escape quickly!"

"Help!"

Yao Tianjun had just come to his senses when a noisy sound rang in his ears.

This is a small mountain village burning in a raging fire.

Countless villagers were wailing in pain and fleeing.

What caused all this was a wild bear with red flames emitting all over his body and was at least three meters tall.

A strange red light flashed in the eyes of the Big Wild Bear. Around it, several young and strong villagers were trying to drive away the monster with farm tools such as steel forks and shovels.

However, they were too weak, and the Oye Bear slapped the two of them away with a random slap.

The two people who were photographed not only vomited blood in the air, but also collapsed the house behind them.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling fire lit up on their bodies, and a burnt corpse was burned into a burnt corpse in a few breaths.

The remaining villagers were nervous, and their hands holding farm tools were trembling slightly.

Yao Tianjun was standing behind them at this time.

When someone saw him, he waved his hand at him with an anxious look on his face.

"Whose kids are there?

Go away quickly! This is not the place you should come!"

child?

When Yao Tianjun heard this, he lowered his head, and then he realized that his body had become as big as a child of seven or eight years old. The sword in his hand also turned into a very childish wooden sword.

Just then, a man with a beard ran out of a nearby house.

"Miss Minister, have you found something?"

"I found it, Wang Hunter, that bastard, hid this treasure too deeply."

The bearded man called the village chief carries a long double tube with a confident smile on his face.
Chapter completed!