Seeing Yue Huan, Luo Yingbai’s eyes narrowed. His left hand hidden in the wide cloak was about to form a seal when he suddenly heard a startled cry behind him. Looking back, he discovered that Wen Qianqian had lost her balance and was falling off the horse.
If she were to fall hard, she would either die or become paralyzed.
Luo Yingbai had no time to think further. He kicked off from the horse, flying down and catching the falling figure, turning his body sideways to dissipate the impact of the fall. He held Wen Qianqian on the ground and simultaneously reached out to firmly grasp the horse’s reins.
As the incident unfolded, chaos erupted around them. Luo Yingbai took the opportunity to look into the distance, finding that the faint human form was still standing in mid-air.
At this point, many people had gathered around. Luo Yingbai couldn’t directly attack, so he concentrated his mind, entering a state of emptiness, silently reciting the Great Cavern True Sutra, using his own intention to restrain the opponent.
This method, without incantations or gestures, was far more difficult than a direct attack. Under Luo Yingbai’s pressure, the originally misty face gradually revealed features, forming a cold countenance. Suddenly, it smiled faintly at Luo Yingbai, seemingly provocative.
The floating figure in mid-air, the confronting parties, the slowly emerging smile – the scene was eerily strange, the smile filled with bloodthirst and evil. Immediately after, Yue Huan exploded and instantly dissipated into the air.
Luo Yingbai felt a massive force rushing towards his chest.
He quickly released Wen Qianqian, one hand gripping the other’s wrist, forming a seal to block the attack.
Although he had suppressed the opponent, Yue Huan’s magical power seemed to have increased.
Wen Qianqian’s assistant rushed over, nervously asking, “Miss, are you okay?” She was almost in tears. If something happened to this young lady, her job as an assistant would definitely be gone.
Wen Qianqian was somewhat dazed. A moment ago, she thought she was definitely doomed, but was unexpectedly saved in her moment of despair. Leaning on Luo Yingbai, she could clearly see his flawless profile, his long, curled eyelashes gilded by sunlight. Even without feelings for Luo Yingbai, she was struck by his devastating beauty and momentarily forgot to get up.
Just as she was about to thank him, she felt herself suddenly released. Luo Yingbai had let go, and Wen Qianqian, unprepared, landed flat on her back. She was stunned, sitting on the ground, until her assistant helped her up.
Wen Qianqian angrily said, “Why did you suddenly let go!”
Luo Yingbai, not expecting her to be so unsteady, innocently replied, “Why were you leaning on me?”
Someone nearby couldn’t help but chuckle.
Although Luo Yingbai’s action wasn’t particularly gentle, everyone had seen him risking himself to catch Wen Qianqian. She was now alive and well, so she had no reason to continue leaning on him.
Wen Qianqian, unable to say she had been momentarily mesmerized, blushed and said, “You—”
At this moment, Zheng Yishan suddenly said, “Master Luo’s hand is injured, isn’t it?”
Only then did everyone notice the bruise and swelling on Luo Yingbai’s wrist.
Director Xiao immediately said, “Was it twisted while catching her? Let the production team’s doctor take a look and apply some medicine.”
Yue Huan’s attack had been directed at Luo Yingbai. To avoid involving Wen Qianqian, he had blocked it hard, resulting in the bruise and some muscle strain. However, Wen Qianqian’s full weight had been on his arm, which he could barely support.
He knew ordinary medicine would be useless and smiled, shaking his head, “It’s fine. I’m just out of practice from not lifting heavy things for a while.”
“Heavy things?” Wen Qianqian’s eyebrows raised, ready to get angry. At this moment, Deng Zhen said, “Enough! Qianqian, if it weren’t for Master Luo, you might be paralyzed now. The production team will check the horse. You should think about what you were distracted by!”
I haven’t even mentioned how poorly you acted!
Wen Qianqian was a bit tongue-tied, her face looking terrible, unable to retort, so this small commotion ended there. Because of this interruption, Luo Yingbai’s divine line was temporarily forgotten by everyone.
Finally, Wen Qianqian changed to a different horse. After much effort, she barely finished the high-difficulty martial arts scene. The rest could be done by Chang Weiyu himself. Luo Yingbai’s stand-in mission was complete, but Yue Huan had not been caught.
At this point, it was still early. There was another scene later that night with Yue Huan and Qi Changfeng talking under the moonlight that needed to be observed. Luo Yingbai decided to go out and find something to eat, then return to the crew to sleep and continue working.
Luo Yingbai originally wanted to leave from the front, but many fans outside saw him and let out excited cries, rushing over to get his autograph. He signed a few, realizing that more and more people were gathering, and if he lingered, he would soon be surrounded.
So he seized the opportunity, turned back to the shooting location, and left from another direction.
As he ran, he could hear excited fans behind him vaguely shouting something like “Going to find the movie emperor brother, be careful Xia Gongzi doesn’t let you off the bed.”
Luo Yingbai looked back, not understanding what they were talking about, scratched his head, and continued walking.
Their shooting location required a grassland background, so the surroundings were quite open with no resting areas. The crew had booked a hotel in a nearby town for the actors to rest. Luo Yingbai returned to the hotel, stretching his wrist as he walked.
Several hours had passed, and the bruise on his hand still showed no signs of subsiding, indicating Yue Huan’s considerable skill. Moreover, there was another important reason: too many ordinary people were around at the time. Luo Yingbai could neither use big moves nor had anyone to cooperate with; he could only defend and not attack. What was truly frustrating was failing to catch Yue Huan. He should have Xia Ranning come by sometime, as Zhou Junyi and Chang Weiyu didn’t have many scenes together anyway.
An involuntary slight smile appeared on Luo Yingbai’s face as he walked towards his room without looking up when suddenly someone called “Yingbai” from behind.
In the entire crew, only Zhou Junyi called him “Yingbai” in private. Luo Yingbai turned around and indeed saw him approaching, with his assistant.
Luo Yingbai nodded to the assistant and smiled at Zhou Junyi: “What a coincidence, you’re done with your scene too?”
Zhou Junyi smiled and said, “Not a coincidence. I’m staying right next door to you.”
As lead actors like him and Wen Qianqian, their status was naturally different from ordinary actors, staying in a high-end hotel. Luo Yingbai was similarly arranged here due to the director’s special care, with their rooms right next to each other.
The weather was so hot that just watching would burn off a layer of skin, not to mention personally performing martial arts scenes. Luo Yingbai was almost exhausted and now just wanted to rush into the air-conditioned room, take a shower, and collapse into bed.
So even a movie emperor couldn’t spark much interest in Luo Yingbai. He nodded at Zhou Junyi’s words and perfunctorily smiled, “Nice, very close. We’ll hang out sometime.”
As he spoke, he was already pushing open the door, but Zhou Junyi blocked it and handed Luo Yingbai a tube of ointment, saying, “Take this. You can apply it to your wrist.”
The assistant was stunned, not expecting the medicine he had been asked to buy was actually for Luo Yingbai.
Luo Yingbai, who had been doted on since childhood, didn’t have as many thoughts.
