The Sick and Weak Boss Became Famous as a Director, and Became a Top Player in B-games

Name: The Sick and Weak Boss Became Famous as a Director, and Became a Top Player in B-games
Author: Peach Powder

by Peach Powder

ongoing Fantasy Romance Eastern Fantasy Female Lead

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47Kwords17chapters

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Ch. 17 — Untitled Chapter

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About This Novel

There are rumors that the immortal master Hua Bingqing's furnace exploded while she was making swords. When she woke up again, she was like a madman. She fled Xiawei Peak, was rejected by the God of War, injured her disciples, and brought a four-legged black snake with her. When she met everyone, she asked: "Young hero, are you filming?" Everyone lamented that a generation of immortal masters were obsessed with this. They never thought that in the future, every household would have a large fluorite called "TV", and there would be countless vivid stories hidden inside that would make people either sad or passionate. The owner of the Heartless Valley disbanded the sect in tears after watching "Seven Worlds of Love", and the sharks ran away on a boat overnight after watching "The Last Siren"... Director Hua tried his best to turn the tide, and the new film once again set off a wave of enthusiasm, but he didn't expect the already incompatible immortals and demons to face each other in the Everlasting River, and a war was about to break out. There is no other reason for this - everyone has his own master and takes the lead role. The kid bared his teeth in provocation: "My young master's devotion to Director Hua can be seen from the sun and the moon, and he must be the male protagonist!" The monk retorted disdainfully: "Ah! My master and Director Hua have been engaged for a long time. Who is your young master?" The kid fanned the wind and said wildly: "What's the use of an engagement? My young leader is powerful and has boundless power. Director Hua wants that dragon, so he will kill it in a minute!" Not to be outdone, the monk shouted: "Slay the dragon? My master can kill the dragon ten times!" Hua Bingqing was sweating coldly on the soles of his feet and feeling weak. There was no trace of the four-legged black snake on his shoulders. However, in the fog, he saw a man in black clothes and golden armor holding Hua Bingqing's wrist and said with a smile: "I heard that you want my life?" 1V1, sweet