The Invincible Mercenary King (Haylan Jaber)

Chapter 90

Someone had specially developed a large piece of land for film and television workers and built a huge commercial film and television city. The area was incomparably vast, even larger than a university city. That was the studio where actors and actresses usually filmed in

It had imperial palaces from the ancient Eastern dynasties from the oldest era to the latest dynasty. Almost all the replicas of the symbolic buildings of the Longhard Kingdom’s dynasties were here.

Moreover, there were many complicated streets here. Without someone familiar leading the way, it was easy to get lost. Haylan came here and almost got lost while looking for Lydia’s set.

If Lydia’s assistant hadn’t come to pick him up, he might not have been able to find Lydia.

“Ms. Riley is filming. Wait here.”

The assistant brought Haylan to Lydia’s production team. After settling him down at the side, she began preparing things for Lydia again.

This assistant was a slightly plum woman with average looks. She shuttled through the production team and stood beside

Lydia

Only then did Haylan see Lydia. His pupils constricted in awe.

That lady was beautiful!

Lydia was simply too beautiful.

She was graceful like a swan and as beautiful as a fairy.

She was tall and graceful, with an oval face, thin eyebrows, bright eyes, and white teeth. Her beauty was so breathtaking and flawless.

Dressed in ancient attire, she descended from the sky with an oppressive aura. Her clothes fluttered in the wind, making her look like an immortal who had fallen to the mortal world. She was indescribably beautiful.

The moment she appeared, she immediately attracted the attention of the entire production team.

Whether it was a man or a woman, they were all attracted by her appearance and temperament. They could not take their eyes off her.

After the wire brought her down, she started filming the fighting scene again. Her movements were like flowing water, filled with beauty and ethereal. Every move she made exuded a charm.

“How beautiful,” Haylan thought to himself.

In the past eight years, he had seen many women. There were princesses, tycoons, celebrities, natives, and so on. He had even slept with the top beauties of the eight countries.

These women all had different temperaments. Their skin was fair and beautiful, but they seemed to lack something before Lydia.

The temperament!

of the East. She wasn’t striking at all, but she was still devastatingly beautiful. Just standing there was an incomparably beautiful scenery as if she was the daughter of an aristocrat who

temperament was

filming ended

sat to the side and panted heavily. Her chest heaved

filming, she put in a lot of effort and used a lot of energy to

female assistant came to her side and said a few words before pointing

it after I

finished speaking, the director came over with the

she was immersed in

is not free. She asked you to wait here” With that, she turned around and left, not giving Haylan a chance to speak at all. Her attitude was very arrogant

seen the way Lydia spoke just now It wasn’t because she was impatient

of water The filing was incredibly intense, and she was

start filming the

listen to me In a while, there will be a fierce fight over there. It will be a group of extras attacking the male and female protagonists. Then, the villain will stab Lydia’s heart with his sword. The male lead will

“Do you understand”

explain the scenes. Then, he returned to the back

“Charge!”

as he shouted, many ghost and demon makeup extras immediately rushed forward and

also followed their predetermined movements and dodged

moment, the

the makeup of a demon king. He was tall and mighty. He held a sharp sword in his hand and slowly walked towards Lydia in the crowd. His gaze was cold and murderous.

ground, creating a series of sparks.

It’s just that aura. Mr. Whitlock

scene, he

appearing in reality. With his figure, temperament, and killing intent, it was not an exaggeration to

something’s not

sword in the villain’s hand and said with a puzzled expression, “I remember that our prop sword doesn’t have a

was stunned and immediately

of the sword slashed across the ground, leaving

lead saw the villain approaching. Clearly, they felt the pressure as well.

“Stop. Mr.

the

“Assassin?”

emanating from the villain. His expression

assassin, he was the most sensitive to such

murderous aura of a professional

villain wanted to