Wu Yuehan's expression was very cold at the moment.

She was sympathetic to Xi Wumian, but she also realized that some things were different.

At least she knew about her sister's death.

Some memories were tugging and struggling in her mind, Xi Wumian's death memory didn't seem to match what she thought, she felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't say what was wrong.

She always remembered that her sister was dead, and it was also related to her hair.

She felt that this matter was familiar, and that the girl's death was related to her sister's affairs.

She even felt like she was being inspired.

There's always something that draws you in.

So at that moment, Song Jing saw that in the dead of night without a trace of wind, Wu Yuehan also had waist-length hair, and the hair quality was quite good, but it was definitely not as good as Xi Wumian's feeling, but at this time, her hair flew up automatically, slowly, and tied a knot.

Song Jing: "......"

Unnatural events were staged under her nose in front of everyone's eyes, and in an instant, Song Jing blinked subconsciously, Wu Yuehan's hair had returned to normal.

Her hair is permed, a little reddish if you look closely, you can't see it if you don't look carefully, she is tied together with rubber bands, a big mess, this is the character image creation needed in the play, Wu Yuehan didn't bring a hair cover and dyed the hairstyle required in the play.

At the same time, the Emperor Nanchao upstairs sensed something.

He frowned and quickly whispered, "There are signs of activity." ”

Then evacuate through the window.

Wu Yuehan noticed Song Jing's gaze and said a little strangely, "What's wrong?"

She was clearly unaware of what was happening to her.

Song Jing was a little hesitant: "You...... Did you feel something was wrong?"

She wasn't sure if it was a marker.

Wu Yuehan has no obsession with hair...... No, this UCT is nearby!

If the previous UCT was only spinning on the edge, now is the first time that Song Jing has confronted the signs of UCT's activity.

Obviously, there was nothing wrong, but Song Jing smelled a smell of danger.

It was a feeling that was difficult to describe, like the feeling of ice water dripping on the body, little by little, drop by drop, goosebumps spread all over the body, and something was gradually caressing Song Jing's body.

Song Jing was about to retreat subconsciously, but at this moment, she looked around, and suddenly saw that the hair of everyone around her had moved.

At first, it was just a slow twist, as if they were dancing their teeth and claws, and everyone's facial expressions were normal, and they didn't notice anything still.

"What's wrong with you, Song Jing?"

Wu Yuehan looked at Song Jing with some surprise, because Song Jing seemed to take a step back at this time.

"I ......"

The first time she faced UCT, she didn't know what to do, it was just an instinctive feeling of danger, and she realized that it was over, and everyone here might have been directly marked.

However, the staff of the Ming Emperor Southern Dynasty were all at the scene, and it stands to reason that it is impossible not to notice it.

Some slight itching came, Song Jing turned her head to look, there was no wind at this time, and a strand of her hair slowly rose, gently brushing her cheeks, but Song Jing felt a piercing trembling.

In an instant, her hair quickly swelled, like a piece of silk, floating directly in front of her eyes, blocking all her sight.

"UCT is starting to radiate, hurry up and get out!"

She heard someone's panicked voice, and then her eyes changed, and it was all long black hair.