Chapter 19: Raising the actress

I went to find a carpenter who made crafts and asked him to make a peach sword for me. I took this black sword in my hand. The sword was so hot that I could feel it. It contained a touch of aura.
Everything is ready, my money goes to the bottom.
Spend money like a mountain, making money like a silk.
On this day, I received a call from Zhu Ling. She asked me to go to see a good show with Tang Mingli.
The next day was the release of Song Na’s new film. All the major media in the country came. There were also many foreign media, and the fans would be too crowded.
I sat in Zhu Ling's car with Tang Mingli and slowly drove over. She opened the door and appeared in the eyes of everyone.
"Who is that?" someone whispered, "It looks so beautiful."
"Hey? Isn't that Zhu Ling?" someone shouted.
"Zhu Ling? Isn't she disfigured?"
"Is it a rumor? You look at her face, it's so beautiful, it's not like disfigurement."
"Zhu Ling, I love you!" These fans of Song Na, who used to be fans of Zhu Ling, all yelled excitedly when they saw her.
"Zhu Ling! Zhu Ling!"
The crowd shouted at her name, and she smiled and walked toward the venue. She opened the gas field today, and the fans spontaneously let a road open. She is like a queen, and every step is beautiful and noble.
Tang Mingli took me and walked in from the employee channel on the other side.
At this time, there was a press conference in the venue. A man wearing a silver-white thin linen suit glared at Song Na’s waist. The two kissed each other hotly and showed great love.
At this moment, the door suddenly opened, Zhu Ling came in, today she is wearing a dark blue and long skirt, embroidered with a Molan on the skirt, the face with a delicate makeup, hair Pulling up, inserting an ancient pearl with a strong breeze, like a fairy from the painting.
"It's Zhu Ling!" A reporter yelled, and everyone turned back, and countless cameras screamed at her.
On the stage, Song Na, but her face was pale, her eyes were full of shock and grievances, and Fang Huajian looked at her, and her eyes were full of surprises, and she could not help but withdraw her hand.
The reporters swarmed up: "Zhu Ling, your face is good, are you ready to come back again today?"
"Zhu Ling, what do you want to say about your boyfriend who grabbed his boyfriend?"
"Zhu Ling, it is convenient to disclose which cosmetic surgery hospital you are doing?"
Zhu Ling smiled and said: "You, your questions can be answered, but before that, I have something to say to the two on the stage."
The reporters put their eyes on the light. This is to be torn in public, and immediately retreat to both sides.
Zhu Ling went forward and Fang Huajian could not help but shouted: "Xiao Ling."
Zhu Ling didn't even look at him and said to Song Na: "I just want to ask, where am I sorry, you have to do this to me."
Song Na is an actress, smiles and said: "Zhu Ling sister, your face is good, I am happy for you, you have to come back, I also support, but you can not splatter dirty water on me. Yes, after you left, I did replace your position, but that is because of my strength. As for Huajian, we are free love. If you hate me, this is an apology."
Speaking, she bowed deeply to Zhu Ling. This time, she said that she was deeply affectionate. All the presence was sympathetic to her. She thought that Zhu Ling was unreasonable.
Zhu Ling snorted: "Those who have no meaning to me. You took my business, it doesn't matter, I can create another peak in the future; you took the man away, huh, this kind of forgiveness Man, go the best, let him go to harm you. I am angry that you actually bought my nanny and bodyguard, poisoned me, made me hallucinating, want to force me to commit suicide. You are so poisonous mind !"
"What? Under the poison?" This is a big news, the reporters are screaming at the two people.
Song Na was secretly surprised, how could she know about poisoning? That kind of poison is very special, and few people know it.
She took a deep breath and said: "Zhu Ling sister, you can't be so arbitrarily planted and framed, my Song Naxing's end is done right, the real gold is not afraid of fire."
Zhu Ling sneered: "These words, you said to the police yourself. I have already handed over the babysitter and bodyguards to the police. They have explained everything in order to reduce the sentence."
After that, the two policemen strode in and made the arrest warrant to Songna, saying: "Ms. Song, now we suspect that you are related to the case of Ms. Zhu Ling being poisoned. Please come back to us for investigation."
After all, I took out my handcuffs.
Song Na looked at Fang Huajian in a panic. Fang Huajian couldn't wait farther from her. As with the flies, her eyes were full of disappointment and hatred. He bit his teeth: "You really are a ruthless man."
I used to hide in the crowd to watch the excitement. Suddenly I felt a cold air. When I looked up, I saw a four-and-five-year-old child with a bruise on his head. His eyes were hollow and his mouth cracked, revealing a sinister smile. .
Imp?
I heard that many female stars now like to raise a devil? Is this Song Nayang?
I immediately took out my mobile phone and opened the live room. I got a name: The conference was a shock: Who is the little ghost?
I don't dare to be a direct ghost. Song Nayang, after all, I have no evidence.
As soon as the live broadcast room opened, thousands of people immediately came in.
[The anchor will actually broadcast live during the day, really fresh. Hey, isn't this the second film festival of Song Na? How is the police there? Did Songna commit a crime? 】
[Wait, you see, that is Zhu Ling, is she not being disfigured? How is your face? It seems to be better than before. 】
I told the audience about the previous things, and then whispered, "Everyone, I don’t let you watch the criminal case. I watched the spotlight, did you shake it? It’s because there is a little devil. Hang on it."
I pointed the lens at the lamp: "You may not see the return, but..."
I haven't finished talking yet, I saw the trouble in the live room.
[Oh, there is a little devil, have you seen it? Four or five years old, wearing a red dress, bald, black eyes painted. 】
[I saw, actually there are really devils. I used to hear that female stars like to raise a devil. I thought that the gadget was a lie. 】
[You said who raised this little devil? Song Na is still Zhu Ling? 】
[This is not good, I think Song Na is more. 】
I am a little embarrassed, the little devil is not in shape, the people on the scene can't see him, why can the audience in the live room see it?
I can't let me think about it, the magnesium light swayed violently. I looked down. The two policemen were coming with Songna. The angle of the flashlight was exactly the two policemen.
I shouted: "Be careful!"
Jumping out quickly, rushing over and throwing a policeman down. The spotlight fell silently, just in front of us. If it wasn't for me to push him away, he would have to blossom his head.
For a time, the scene was a bit confusing. Songna’s eyes turned, pushing another policeman around and taking the road.
"Don't run!" The police rose up and chased, and the little devil went out and screamed at him.
I jumped up from the ground, took out a bottle of black dog blood from the bag, sprinkled it outside, and dripped it directly on the little devil's body. A scream of screaming screamed, and a little smoke appeared on the little devil.
The scene was confusing into a pot of porridge, everyone was screaming and escaping, no one noticed, and the audience in the live room looked really good.
[The anchor is mighty, killing this little rabbit! 】
[It’s only a few days away, the power of the anchor is deep, come on! A crown is served in this seat. 】
[Haha, I will say, this little devil must be raised by Song Na, or why? 】
The little devil burned up in black, showing me a screaming expression, yelling and rushing over.
Suddenly, Tang Mingli appeared behind him and wrapped his iron chain around his neck.
I was shocked: "Can you see it?"
"I painted the cow's tears." Tang Mingli said, "Fast, this chain of black dog blood is almost unable to entangle him, think of a way!"
I took out a dagger from the bag and slammed it into the head of the devil.
This dagger was also made of lightning strike wood. Just after the mahogany branch had finished the long sword, there was still a little left. I asked the carpenter to help me with the short, and at any time.
It is now in use.