Feng Rong had a nightmare, but he couldn't recall the contents of the dream.

Originally, it is normal for people to forget their dreams after waking up, but with the premise of the magical spirit, Lin Yingkong was a little nervous.

Feng Rong also had an overdrawn feeling like he had taken too much nap at noon. This situation is rare in normal times, but he guessed that it might be because the spiritual power is temporarily out of control, so there is a lack of physical strength.

As for whether there is something to take the opportunity to attack him at this time...

Feng Rong fell into deep thought.

Lin Yingkong was very worried, so he put several restrictions on Feng Rong, and then something dared to sneak up on him... kill it!!!

Calculate the time, it was almost time for filming in the afternoon. Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong went out of the tent, and Di Bingqiao quietly touched him, with a slightly strange expression.

Lin Yingkong suddenly thought about Nangong Jue’s awakening before he could tell Feng Rong, so he mentioned a few words, and Feng Rong also showed a slightly surprised expression.

Lin Yingkong asked Di Bingqiao: "Has the test result come out?"

Di Bingqiao's expression became more subtle, "Maybe there was a little problem... Nangong Jue seemed to be a mixed race."

"...Isn't he a mixed-race?" Lin Yingkong was a little confused, "It's half a demon."

"I mean," Di Bingqiao explained, "that half of his demon bloodline is also from mixed blood."

Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong expressed their understanding that it is normal for demons to intermarry each other.

Di Bingqiao tsk, "The problem is that I only analyzed two-quarters of his demon bloodline. The other two are too thin and have not been analyzed."

"Won't the more dominant part of the bloodline?" Lin Yingkong asked.

Di Bingqiao looked strange, "His two bloodlines are the wolf clan and the alien blade tiger. The dominant gene should be in his appearance, but both are low-level creatures, and their natural supernatural powers are not reflected in Nangong Jue. In other words, the ability genes of the wolf clan and the alien blade tiger are not highlighted, but his soul activity is not low. It can be seen that the other two thin bloodlines are the root of his power."

In other words, at least one of the other two demon tribe bloodlines directly overwhelms the other several from their bloodline level.

"Can't you repel his bloodline from the ability to appear?" Feng Rong asked.

Di Bingqiao spread his hands helplessly, "It's this problem... I didn't notice any aspect of his ability. His genetic test actually showed that his spiritual power content was zero."

Without spiritual power, there will naturally be no attributes extended by spiritual power.

Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong both looked at each other and frowned.

In this case, there are only two reasons, either Nangong Jue did not get the talent, which was a bit similar to the natural disability among humans; or... his abilities have hidden functions.

There are also such supernatural creatures who can hide their own spiritual power and disguise themselves as ordinary humans, but they are rare. The last time they were registered in the book should have happened several years ago.

Moreover, such creatures in the supernatural world are usually either weak or powerful and dangerous. Judging from the strength of Nangong Jue's soul, it is probably the latter...

Lin Yingkong looked at Feng Rong inquiringly, "Do you want to take Nangong Jue back to the headquarters first?"

Feng Rong pondered for a while.

Of course, they did not have the stupid idea of ​​killing them in advance because a certain race is very dangerous. However, no matter whether this race is dangerous or not, the stronger the creature is, the more it will be when it awakens, especially when it is the first time when it uses its innate ability, there will be an explosive process.

Feng Rong didn't know how Nangong Jue woke up silently, but he obviously hadn't really started to use his talents. In this way, if Nangong Jue was shocked by something, once he began to use his spiritual power on a large scale, it would probably have some bad effects.

Every year, the Ling Security Bureau does not know how many similar cases it handles, such as the vicious circles in the wheat fields, the strange-looking "alien" and the fish in a pond that suddenly died, and the death corner of the road...

The acquired supernatural creatures can always cause all kinds of strange disasters. The Ling Law Enforcement Department is responsible for cleaning up the mess, and the Ling Foreign Affairs Department is responsible for fooling ordinary humans not to believe in superstition, and it is also very refined.

Therefore, the most suitable situation for Nangong Jue is not to film here or stay home, but to go to the acquired spiritual awakening tutoring group of the Spirit Security Bureau to receive professional tutoring exercises.

At the level of awakening like Nangong Jue, he had already entered the gate of the supernatural world and should have known his identity.

It's just the current situation...

Feng Rong frowned slightly, "When I finished filming in the afternoon, I would like to find an opportunity to chat with Mo Jiayi alone and see how to solve it."

After all, it is not only related to the plans of Luo Cheng and others, but also the work of the crew. Even if Nangong Jue becomes a half-demon, it doesn’t mean he wants to leave human society. If he really wants to leave the crew, his acting career will be over.

Compared to Feng Rong and others' entanglement, Nangong Jue was not sure how much happened in secret. He was in a daze in the tent where he was wearing makeup and let the makeup artist help him apply.

After a while, the makeup artist went out. Before Director Huang could start shooting, Nangong Jue sat in the dressing room and closed his eyes to rest. Maybe he didn't sleep well, and he felt a little heavy.

There was a sudden movement at the entrance of the tent. Someone walked in. Nangong Jue looked at the glass vigilantly, and then he saw Mo Jiayi coming in lightly.

The eyes of the two people met in the mirror, and Mogayi blinked, "I thought you were asleep."

"No..." Nangong Jue said, "Let's take a moment."

"I think your condition is really not very good today. Can you still hold on later?" Mo Jiayi was wearing the black robe that belonged to Shao Qingling, making her face look pale. "The temperature in the afternoon is even higher. Although it was taken in the woods, it will be more difficult."

Nangong Jue looked at his elegant face through the mirror and said absent-mindedly: "It's okay, it's not a big problem."

Mo Jiayi suddenly raised his hand and pressed it on Nangong Jue's forehead. His palm was cold, and his tone was warm when he spoke, "Several staff members have had a fever cold, wouldn't you be infected, right?"

Nangong Jue didn't hear him clearly at all, but just focused all his attention on the hand he pressed against his forehead. Mo Jiayi's hand could not be as soft as a woman, but rather slender and powerful. Nangong Jue seemed to be possessed by a demon. He put his hand on the back of his hand and murmured: "Mo Jiayi, do you know, I used to be many years ago..."

"Ayi? Are you in the dressing room?" Linlin's voice suddenly sounded from outside, awakening Nangong Jue.

Mo Jiayi was also startled. He was staring at Nangong Jue's eyes a little stunned. As soon as Lin Lin made a sound, he pulled his hand back reflexively and replied, "I, I'm inside."

Nangong Jue's eyes were drooping, and he regretted whether he was too impulsive.

Linlin walked in and looked at them, feeling that the atmosphere between them seemed a bit strange, but she didn't think much about it, just said, "Ayi, Teacher Nangong, Director Huang said that she could take her place and the shooting started ten minutes later."

Mogayi nodded, "Okay, we'll go there right away."

Linlin nodded and went out. He also tried to pack all kinds of things with him. The shooting location was five minutes away from this camp, so it was very troublesome to run around.

After Linlin left, Mo Jiayi asked, "Nangong, what did you want to say just now?"

Nangong Jue raised his eyes, looked at him, and then smiled, "It's nothing, I just want to say, I was your fan many years ago."

Mo Jiayi hid a strange feeling in his heart and smiled, "Is that right? Many people say they watched me grow up. It seems that my seniority is really quite large."

Nangong Jue asked: "I also watched your TV and movies when I was very young and listened to your songs. It seems that you have never changed much. Mo Jiayi, are you... not old?"

"If you follow the human algorithm, it should be," Mo Jiayi said casually, "The demons are 50 to 100 years old, and there are differences between different ethnic groups. However, the general age is over 300 years old. According to the conversion method, I am the 20th year of human beings, and I will still be like this after the 20th anniversary."

Mo Jiayi originally wanted to mention that you would not age very quickly, but he was worried that Nangong Jue's half-demon bloodline was not strong, because for creatures in the D-level or below in the supernatural world, their lifespan was only about one hundred years old, but they were aged slowly, but they were not much better than humans.

Thinking of this, Mo Jiayi felt a little regretful.

Nangong Jue saw his regretful expression, and a hint of depression and pain flashed through his eyes.

Before coming to this crew, he had made countless preparations, wanting to meet Mo Jiayi in the best appearance, become his friend, and be confident that he can impress him with his sincerity.

But reality gave him a heavy blow. One hundred years old is already a long life for humans. Faced with several times the gap, Nangong Jue was simply desperate about this natural barrier.

He is confident that he can give Mo Jiayi the best love and cares more about him than Gao Ming, but this does not mean that he is qualified to decide his life and death and appearance.

Nangong Jue looked at the face in the mirror that was praised by countless people, feeling confused.

Even if he starts pursuing Mojiayi now, he may have grown old thirty years later. So what should he do at that time? What should Mojiayi do?

Time can defeat too many things, and Nangong Jue is still too young, so he can't make any guarantee.

The afternoon scene went smoothly.

Director Huang didn't say ng a few times, and praised Nangong Jue for his true feelings, showing Xiao Wentian's confusion and pain of being chased and exiled by the righteous path of the martial arts world to the fullest. He is worthy of being a genius actor.
Chapter completed!