One minute and thirty-three seconds.

Jiang Qiao's hand held the doorknob and hesitated, but he gritted his teeth and pushed the door in.

Even standing at the door, you can see the dazzling red light on the stage, beating like a raging flame, reflected in Jiang Qiao's pupils. The hall was empty, this was a performance specially prepared for Meng Ran and Jiang Li, and the red light on the stage illuminated all the corners of the hall.

"How did you get in?" Meng Ran turned around in surprise.

"Is that your sister?" Jiang Qiao walked quickly to his side, pointed to a certain point on the stage and asked softly.

"Who? My sister? Meng Ran looked in the direction of Jiang Qiao's finger and widened his eyes in puzzlement: "Where is it?" Where is my sister? ”

In Meng Ran's eyes, the direction Jiang Qiao was pointing in was empty.

"Can't you see it too? Right there? Right there? Jiang Qiao gestured anxiously, obviously he was close at hand, but he couldn't see it.

"Red Lotus? Red Lotus, I'm Azie. Head Qi suddenly stood up and shouted towards the stage.

The actors and musicians on the stage stopped moving, and for a while the hall was so quiet that even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly. "Neurotic, don't act, what are you doing?" I don't know who shouted such a sentence, and the actors on the stage gave up the performance one after another and left the stage.

In the entire performance hall, only head Qi, Meng Ran, Jiang Qiao, Jiang Li, and Mao Daxin were left.

The red light in Jiang Qiao's eyes gradually dissipated, and the slender back in the red light also became blurred, and she shouted anxiously: "Red Lotus, Red Lotus, you show up, you let everyone see you, your brother is here... Your family is coming. ”

"Don't shout, they can't see it, because this scene is for women, for women who are trapped in the so-called home." A familiar woman's voice sounded in Jiang Qiao's ears, like a pair of ears and temples grinding between lovers, but the soft tone made Jiang Qiao creepy.

"Red Lotus? Red Lotus? Are you talking to me? Jiang Qiao looked around: "Don't go!" Jiang Li~"

As if in response to Jiang Qiao's call, Jiang Li took out a handful of powder from his pocket and sprinkled it in the direction of the stage, the strange thing is that there was obviously no wind in the closed hall, but the dazzling powder seemed to be alive, condensing into a void form - a dragon draped in shining scales, hovering in mid-air with an elegant attitude,

The dragon crossed the rainbow shadows, and suddenly shattered into stars scattered in the sky with a decisive posture, and the blazing stars opened up without warning, and the originally gray hall suddenly became as bright as day, and in a clearer and clearer white light, layers of thin and slender shadows appeared. The red light and shadow rolled beautifully, flowed wildly, changed shapes at great speed, and countless beings scrambled to writhe their bodies in the light and shadow, dancing the magnificent wheel dance on this glorious stage.

Everyone was stunned by the sudden change, only Jiang Qiao was very calm, because this was the "Legend of the Fierce Girl" in her eyes.

Meng Ran stared at the stage deadly, the figure wearing a heavy overlapping deep scarlet skirt gown was as gorgeous and enchanting as a Luoyang peony, although it was only a side silhouette, but it strangely coincided with the gentle smiling face in his memory.

"Red Lotus, Red Lotus, I'm Azie." The head of Qi on the side suddenly rushed to the stage desperately, the familiar and unfamiliar figure was close at hand, but it seemed to be far away.

Just as he was about to touch the edge of the stage, the red light was in full bloom, and the tongue of fire struck him like a stormy wave, and one hand grabbed his sleeve in time. Meng Ran staggered back again and again, and when he looked back, it was the man named Jiang Li.

"Don't pull me, I'm going to find Red Lotus." Captain Qi hurriedly said, a wave of heat rushed towards them, the heat made everything on the stage blurred, and the red lotus loomed behind the heat wave, but the figure had become blurred.

This scene has reached its climax and is about to come to an end

"These are all phantoms, left by the persistence of the red lotus, as soon as you go up, you will destroy this phantom, don't want to see the red lotus again." Jiang Li was not angry and arrogant.

"What then?" Leader Qi muttered, Jiang Li's powerful aura made him gradually calm down.

"Sister, I'm the younger brother." A figure slowly approached the stage.

Jiang Qiao was near Jiang Li, she heard his words clearly, and was about to say something, when she caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of her eye, walked towards the stage stiffly, and hurriedly reached out to stop her, but she was a step too late, and watched Meng Ran walk into the red light.

Meng Ran in the red light staggered, bent down and curled up, seemingly in great pain.

"Sister, my parents have been dead for so long, you can put it down." Meng Ran's voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat. "For so long, you think that your mother has never been to see you in the troupe, but in fact, she often goes to watch you perform secretly, and after you leave, your mother often washes her face with tears, because of me... Because I... That's why she stays with her father, but she loves you. ”

"Nonsense, she doesn't love me, she only loves her home, the home that doesn't have me." A hoarse sound like metal rubbing came out of the red light, and the hazy figure was still dancing steps, immersed in the passionate play.

"No, she loves you more than she loves me, her father, or even herself." Meng Ran seemed to be enduring great pain, and his voice trembled slightly: "Do you know how they died? It was my mother who killed my father, and right in front of me, slashed his throat and spilled blood in my face. ”

Speaking of this, Meng Ran suddenly straightened up and walked towards the figure in the depths of the red light with difficulty: "Hehe, my mother still wants to kill me, if it weren't for the grandma next door who saved me, maybe I would be the same as you now." It's been so long, and I don't know what feelings I should have for you. ”

I don't know if it's Jiang Qiao's illusion, although the scarlet-clad figure turned a deaf ear to Meng Ran's words and was still immersed in his own play, but the fiery red shadow didn't know when it slowly dimmed and calmed down.

"I've never understood what my mother said before she killed me, and for so many years, I've been wondering what she said. It wasn't until today that I came to see you, to see my last family, that I finally figured it out: she was saying that we would be a family again in the next life. Our family hasn't given up on you, and Mother has been protecting you, sister. ”

The red light was sheng, like a red lotus that had finally bloomed, dancing its limbs, stretching out frantically in all directions, and a hot wind blew everyone's cheeks red, although there was no sound, Jiang Qiao just knew that this was the red lotus wailing. The hatred that had settled in her heart was finally released.

"What's that?"

Jiang Qiao was dazzled with suspicion, and as the red light became more and more abundant, a corpse with incomplete male and female limbs quickly swept in front of him, and these bones were so numerous that they were spread out in front of him.

Where is this still the world, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a hell.