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

She sympathized with Xi Wumian, but she also realized that some things were different.

At least she knew her sister's death.

Some memories were tugging and struggling in her mind. Xi Wumian's memory of death seemed to be inconsistent with what she thought. She felt something was wrong, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

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

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

She even felt like she was inspired by some kind of inspiration.

There is always something that attracts you.

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

Song Jing: “…”

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

Her hair was permed, and it was a little light red when you looked closely. If you didn't look carefully, you couldn't see it. She tied it together with rubber bands, which was a big ball. This was the character image needed in the play. Wu Yuehan did not wear a hair condom and dyed the hairstyle required in the play.

At the same time, the Di Nan Dynasty upstairs felt something.

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

Then evacuate from the window.

Wu Yuehan noticed Song Jing's gaze and said strangely: "What's wrong?"

She obviously didn't realize what was going on.

Song Jing hesitated a little: "Did you... feel something is wrong?"

She wasn't sure if it was a mark.

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

If the previous ucts were just spinning around the edge, now is the first time that Song Jing faced signs of uct activities.

There was nothing wrong with it, but Song Jing smelled a dangerous smell.

It was a very difficult feeling, like the feeling of ice water dropping on the body, little by little, drop by little, goose bumps spread throughout the body, and something was gradually stroking Song Jing's body.

Song Jing was about to retreat. At this moment, she looked around and suddenly saw that everyone around her hair was moving.

At first, I just twisted slowly, as if I was singing my teeth and claws, and everyone's facial expressions were normal, and I didn't notice anything that was not moving at all.

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

Wu Yuehan looked at Song Jing in surprise, because Song Jing seemed to have taken 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. She realized that she was finished, and everyone here might have been directly marked.

But the staff of the Emperor and the Southern Dynasties were on the scene, so it was impossible to notice it.

A slight itch came. Song Jing turned his head and saw that there was no wind at this time. A strand of her hair slowly raised up, gently brushing across her cheeks, but Song Jing felt a biting trembling.

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

"UCT has started to radiate, leave quickly!"
Chapter completed!