Obsession
The place where the path lead to was a platform protruding from the mountain wall. It was about three or four meters above the ground. There was no way to climb up there, and they didn't know how he had got there.
Late autumn wind was blowing through the mountains, and chilly cold air blew on their necks. Ye Cang could not help sneezing and tightened his collar.
The three people who had a profound influence on the entertainment industry stood silently on the mountain road, listening to the sound effects of the game from the mobile phone.
Finally, the leader's mobile phone sent a message "victory". He just put the mobile phone back in his pocket and jumped down from the mountain.
In such a high place, he fell to the ground like a nimble cat lightly, without even changing his facial expression. At this moment, he appeared imposing.
When he stood in front of them, Shen Huai and the others could finally see his face clearly.
He was in his early twenties, his skin was white, his hair bound in a bun. His face was a little cold, and he looked aloof.
The Taoist hurriedly walked over. "Brother, there is something I need to trouble you with..."
Before he finished speaking, the Taoist priest glanced over the group of people and Shen Huai. He frowned slightly when he looked at Ye Cang. "A soul revived in a corpse?"
Shen Huai and Ye Cang were surprised. Who would have thought that he would be able to see Ye Cang's identity at a single glance? Just with this skill alone, he was better than the old Taoist.
The Taoist looked at Ye Cang carefully from the top to the bottom. "Although it's a corpse, it's not affected by karma. That's interesting..." he said, and walked towards Ye Cang.
The old Taoist quickly stopped him. "Elder Martial Brother, it's not him..."
The Taoist stopped, and then turned his eyes to Shen Huai and Pei Ran. Finally his eyes fell on Pei Ran. After a long time of concentration, his icy face showed a bit of surprise.
Without saying a word, the Taoist priest suddenly reached out to hold Pei Ran's wrist. This time, the old Taoist priest didn't have time to stop him, but he was blocked by Pei Ran.
Although this body was not Pei Ran's original body, it retained his habits, memories, and even the reflexes of his muscles.
Unexpectedly, the Taoist priest didn't give up. He turned his hand and tried to grab Pei Ran directly, but Pei Ran took half a step back, while the other hand knocked on the Taoist priest's wrist.
In just a few seconds, the two fought for several rounds.
The eyes of the Taoist were bright. "Good Kung Fu!"
As he said that, he no longer held back, but fought directly with Pei Ran.
Shen Huai, Ye Cang: "..."
The old Taoist priest jumped to his feet in a hurry. "Elder Martial Brother! Why are you fighting with him?"
The Taoist priest continued fighting hard, not paying him any attention.
The Taoist priest's martial arts were not bad, but Pei Ran was born in a family of martial artists. He had received the most orthodox training since childhood. Although he switched to making movies later, he didn't stop working hard on his Kung Fu.
The speed of the two men's fight was very fast. Pei Ran was slightly better than the Taoist. He seized the flaw of the Taoist, and kicked him directly, but did not use much strength. The Taoist took a few steps back to disperse the force of the kick.
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RomanceNOT my story. NOT my translation. For OFFLINE READING ONLY. - - - - - - - - - - Shen Huai was abandoned by all his artists and took over the one no one was optimistic about, the unpopular newcomer Ye Cang. Ye Cang caught fire all over the country. E...