After hearing the movement, Xian Xian immediately walked quickly to the front desk wearing a down jacket.

The fire started unprovoked at the end of the carpet that no one was paying attention to, and as if it had encountered a chemical reaction, the flames quickly rose and detonated the countless crystal chandeliers above the opera house in the blink of an eye!

Fragments of chandeliers that exploded and fell from the ceiling were scattered everywhere.

None of the people below were spared, and the scene was chaotic!

The crowd swarmed towards the exit like headless flies, but with a "boom", the ruins fell down from above to block the exit.

The sound of wind and snow outside was blocked, and the entire quiet and elegant opera house was instantly covered with countless sounds.

Rumble!

"Help!"

“……”

Xian Xian took his mobile phone and dialed the fire phone as soon as possible.

"Senpai!"

Then she saw the old artist who fell next to the chair and came to watch the game.

In Weibo public opinion, the old artist has given her too much help, she has clear grievances, how can she not be saved when she dies.

Xianxian stepped forward to help the old artist up, and the other party waved his hand, but there was no big problem.

But the chaos of the surrounding people could easily cause more serious dangers, and Xian Xian couldn't help but walk quickly to the front of the judges' stand and pick up the microphone.

I saw a girl in a white down jacket raise her voice and said: "Don't mess up, everyone, I have already reported the fire call, and the rescue will arrive soon!" ”

Her voice came out, and it was convincing for no reason.

Someone looked over.

There are two exits to the opera house, but both the main gate and the side entrance are now impassable.

Xian Xian immediately commanded: "The backstage has not been affected by the flames, don't crowd, the old and weak go first, go to the backstage to take refuge first!" ”

The girl deserves to be a dancer.

Calm and composed.

In just one sentence, the crowd that saw hope gradually quieted down.

Xianxian helped the old artist into the queue.

It's just that the backstage space is limited after all.

There are still many people who stay around the stage.

Countless ruins and ruins that fall from above divide the huge opera house into countless small spaces.

Xian Xian was separated from the leading teacher beside him, so he could only hold his breath and hide in a safe corner of the stage first.

The dense smoke already made visibility extremely low.

And for some reason, Xianxian was keenly aware that this fire was not an accident.

There was a lot of wind and snow outside, and the opera house was a non-smoking area, so there was no cigarette butt fire and no old electrical circuit, how could it cause a sudden fire?

…… But if it's man-made, who did it?

She couldn't help but put her hand in her coat pocket and pinched her phone.

At the same time, a figure wearing a mask appeared on the side of the stage.

"Liang Xianxian, long time no see."

In the midst of the violent explosion, the voice was inexplicably clear and gloomy.

"Who is it?"

Hearing the voice, the fairy looked over in surprise.

She squinted her eyes, and through the smoke, she vaguely saw a black figure walking from the stage to the stage, standing steadily at the other end of the stage, with her hands in her jacket pockets, walking towards her step by step.

"Do you know how long I've been thinking about you?" The dark shadow didn't answer her question, and there was a hint of madness in the depths of her gloomy tone, "I'm in prison, thinking about you all the time. "It's creepy.

As he moves, the two get closer and closer.

"Don't come here." Xianxian stood up, and her figure in a down jacket was still slender.

Looking at the man who could already see his eyebrows clearly, she calmly called out the other party's name "Sheng Yun" and stated: "You set this fire in the opera house. ”

She looked at Sheng Yun: "You, you want to kill me." ”

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