Chapter 897 (1/2)

”Shit, brother, you're so good at analysis. I'll give you a lung!”

On the stage, Zhong Xiuguo was alone and burst into tears: ”I just want to play a fucking role! Is it easy for me to play li Xiaoyao? Who did I recruit and who did I provoke?”

He looked left and right. Feng Na and others in the backstage were stunned and stupid in situ. The actors who were killed on the stage lay on the ground and laughed.

The God killing goods in charge of the curtain didn't know the curtain was over, which made him stand alone on the stage, neither in nor out, at a loss.

Fortunately, Zhong Xiuguo had an idea. Suddenly, he gave a sad scream, and then shouted, ”linger, wait for me!” he said, and ran to the backstage.

The audience laughed to death, and some students who were too busy shouted, ”Hey, you're running in the wrong direction!”

”People are old and young. What are you doing?”

”Do men have to be junior?”

”Shit, the most beautiful Li Xiaoyao in history was born!”

Inside the auditorium, Li Yundong laughed, but he didn't know anything about it. He had just learned to fly. Naturally, he couldn't be fast. He couldn't see Luo's mother's ghost hairpin not far away.

Ziyuan soon came to him and said in a deep voice, ”don't chase!”

As soon as her voice fell, Ruan Hongling also chased out and said with a shocked face: ”sister Ziyuan, what happened just now? What magic weapon is the golden hairpin?”