Well, although everyone has different opinions, the atmosphere while watching this show was quite harmonious.
However, at the very end of the play, something unexpected happened.
Just as the gong sounded to signal the end of the event, a large cloud drifted in from the sky, obscuring the bright moon and stars.
Without the moonlight and starlight, the area around the stage instantly darkened, with only the oil lamps on the side still shining.
"What's wrong?"
Wu Er frowned and looked up at the sky.
Everything was fine just now, but now dark clouds are obscuring the moon; it doesn't seem like a good thing.
"Ha, you two, I'm back!"
Then a sound came from the sky, and then a figure floated above the stage.
Wu Er glanced at it, frowned, and exclaimed, "Fang Jia?!"
Kun Wu also saw Fang Jia, so she immediately took out her black longswords.
Seeing that the newcomers were hostile, Xiao Mingmu, Zhang Wu, Chen Ping, Yan Zheng, and Wo Ningyan all revealed their respective magical weapons.
Meanwhile, the mortals on the side were still dumbfounded, watching a person fly in from the sky, not understanding what was going on.
Wu Er was quick-witted enough to immediately tell the ordinary people around him, "Everyone, scatter! This guy is no good!"
After the immortal master spoke, the ordinary people who had accompanied him immediately dispersed and left the edge of the stage.
Fang Jia didn't stop the mortals, because his goal was clear: Wu Er and Kun Wu, who had injured him a few days ago.
Kun Wu raised his sword and looked up, coldly snorting, "You defeated opponent, you still dare to come looking for a beating!"
"A defeated opponent?" Fang Jia sneered. "I lost to you last time, but I came prepared this time!"
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