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Zuo En's gaze swept over to the wooden log, and Xuan Wu's gaze followed it as well. Everyone else was doing the same.

There was a flabbergasted expression on Mu Mu Mu's face. He was completely at a loss as to what had just happened.

The lights were becoming clearer, and when the scene became clear, the entire face was filled with a cold expression!

At the same time, in a corner of the theater, Meryl was hiding behind a curtain, laughing with ridicule and embarrassment on her face.

When everyone could see clearly, the entire arena was filled with raging winds and surging waves.

This phenomenon was like a needle, piercing through the tranquility on the surface of the six people.

In the huge screen, only the two main characters, Mu Mu and Xuan, were in the middle of dancing.

The painting was like a companion to a god. It was such a perfect match that the smiles on both of their faces were immersed in a divine halo.

Zou En, his entire body couldn't move at all. He felt as if the world was collapsing and was about to collapse at any moment. On his heart, he could not shout out!

Wood, I remember that this is the first time they went to the Xuan family's house, but who was the one who filmed the scene? Why is it showing here? Panic... Today, the world had overturned her and gradually buried her!

His expression suddenly changed. He felt that this was a conspiracy. He wasn't the only one who was involved. There might be another purpose!

Shu Luo, as tranquil as the wind, like the fragrance of orchids, eyes closed; not a trace of emotion could be seen on his face, the calmer he was, the more chaotic and uneasy his inner world became.

Only Xiluo and Jelo's expressions were copied from the same scene tonight. This scene was a masterpiece!

Zuo En looked at the wooden log and the expression on his face. Aside from suspicion, anger was also hatred!

Mu Mu also looked at Zuo En. His expression was sad and his lips were white. She could feel Zuo En's distrust, suspicion and reprimanding towards her. His eyes under his sunglasses were like ice arrows, ruthlessly piercing through her heart!

He felt the trembling of the wood, like withered leaves; so he took her hand lovingly and held it close to his chest, trying to warm her and calm her down.

This action deepened the crack between Zuo En and the wood. The smooth glass suddenly became stained, and with a "pa la, pa la" sound, the cracks appeared one by one … All that was left was a loud sound before the entire army was annihilated …