"That fire burned everything." The voice in his heart sounded again.
"I have nothing left. How can she stand on the stage?"
"Why, why is it only here that's on fire? Why is it that we are the same, but she can always be the lucky one?"
Under the light, Liao Xiaoe slowly raised her head. Red burn marks crawled from her neck to her face, like a painting, but the painter's skills were obviously not good.
It’s time to go, Naili thought as she watched Liao Xiaoe slowly dancing again. Should she pull Yang Feiyu and continue to retreat? But soon, Yang Feiyu’s body leaned over and Naili quickly grabbed her.
"It seems to be the edge?" Yang Feiyu said doubtfully.
"Be careful and explore."
The two of them didn't dare to let go of each other's hands, so Nali also bent down slightly, coordinating with Yang Feiyu's squatting and stretching out one leg. Normally, her legs were long enough to reach the bottom of the stage, but now, there was only empty space under her feet.
Yang Feiyu quickly retracted her foot and shook her head at Nari, "There's nothing down there. We can't go down."
So their scope of activities is limited to this stage, which is obviously not good news.
"What should we do?" Yang Feiyu stood up and looked at Liao Xiaoe who was jumping closer and closer to them again, and pulled Nali a little to the left.
Fortunately she brought up this point, because when the lights went out and came on again, Liao Xiaoe flew to the place where Nari had just been.
She stood there like a sculpture. Nari looked at her. Her entire face was covered with burns. Her facial features were no longer beautiful, but a blur of blood and flesh.
They were still very close, only a palm's width apart, and Nari could clearly see the anger and resentment in her eyes. Soon, the lights flickered again, and another burnt-red body replaced Liao Xiaoe, and she appeared under the new light.
Nari noticed her movements, which were the same as those at the end of the previous dance. Judging from their general position, she quickly came to a conclusion: "These charred figures are her... uh... archives."
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