The cracks on the glass cabinet gradually spread, like branching branches, and quickly extended until it covered three sides. Then the glass cabinet broke apart, and the fragments fell like crystal clear stars above the cherry-colored ball.

For some reason, these small fragments stuck on the top of the ball, piercing several small holes in the ball. The sound of the ball leaking came out, but the ball itself still maintained its original state. Suddenly, the leaking sound became louder and louder, and the ball jumped straight up, hit the ceiling, and bounced into the distance.

The shadow play was about to chase her, but her body began to tremble, and the hexagonal snowflakes began to slowly fall from the glass cabinet, as if it were in the winter in an instant.

"This ball will run by itself!" Lemon shouted at Wutong and Huyue not far away, while he chased the ball and ran over.

After the ball bounced in place for a few times, the glass below began to become transparent, and the ball fell straight to the first floor.

"What?" Lemon stopped, he didn't expect things to become like this.

"Du Hongxuan has gone to the first floor." The shadow puppet shows Qiancangyi's actions.

"He..." Lemon glanced at the stairs, his eyes gleaming with wonder, and then he continued with his own words in a low voice: "Has this been expected?"

"Ten have sex." Huyue sighed slightly, only this little detail can already see a lot.

On the first floor of the fluke memorial hall, Qian Cangyi always focused his attention on the ceiling. When he saw a part of the black area turned into a transparent area, he quickly ran towards the transparent area, because he knew the ball was about to fall, and he just had to stand. Just use the ball below.

As Qiancang ran, I felt a sting in my mind.

A series of information slowly emerged. This information is the script information provided by the **** movie, but it is not as detailed as every sentence like a night run, but gives the current response situation and the next direction of action.

[Cheng Xingyuan watched the transparent area appear, he immediately thought of the scene when the ball fell from the third floor to the second floor, so he hurried over and waited. Although he didn't know the specific reason, he knew that as long as he grabbed the ball, all of this It will end, at least it will come to an end. 】

[The ball fell from the transparent area as expected by Cheng Xingyuan. This shows two points. First, several actors from Tao Zhenru on the second floor have broken the glass case, otherwise the ball will not leave the glass case; second Point, the ball seems to have its own will and can move freely. If this is not the case, the ball lying quietly in the glass case has no chance to fall to the first floor of the fluke memorial. 】

[Cheng Xingyuan slowly stretched out his hand with a smile at the corner of his mouth. He didn't say a word, his eyes were always on the ball. 】

[The ball fell straight down, and it stayed on Cheng Xingyuan's hands, but after that it continued to fall, but this time it was with Cheng Xingyuan's hands. 】

[Cheng Xingyuan’s eyes were round, he stared at his lost arms with both hands in a daze. He couldn’t accept what was happening in front of him. He looked in the direction where the ball fell. On the ground, his hands were lying quietly, still showing up. The posture of the ball. 】

[Cheng Xingyuan's eyes are dark, and he faints to the ground! 】

The script given by the **** movie fits exactly what Qian Cangyi experienced before his eyes. Qian Cangyi’s hands that were originally going to catch the ball have also been retracted. He doesn’t know the reason yet, but this time he fell from the second floor to the first floor. The ball can't seem to be caught by hand.

Qiancang's lips pressed tightly, and a conjecture appeared in his mind.

When the ball crosses different floors, there is an unstoppable force, so you must wait for the ball to bounce once before you can catch it.

Qiancang waited silently.

The cherry-colored ball landed on the floor of the first floor of the Lucky Memorial Hall with a leaking sound, and then bounced at the distant portrait of Fu Zhiyao at a strange angle, which seemed to have a clear purpose.

The ball leaping in midair suddenly shook, flashed through the outstretched arm below, and crashed into the portrait.

As soon as Qian Cang ran to the portrait of Fu Zhiyao, he saw a cherry-colored ball in the corner of the portrait pulsing continuously within the frame of the picture, and he could not help it.

At this time, two people came up on the stairs, the shadow puppet and the parasol tree.

"How is the situation?" asked the shadow play.

"Where is the ball? Why didn't I see the ball?" Wutong's eyes had swept across the first floor of the memorial hall, and she did not see the shadow of the ball she was looking for.

"The ball is in the frame!" Qiancang said back.

"Picture frame?" The shadow puppet ran quickly, Wutong following behind the shadow puppet.

When the two came to the portrait of Fu Zhiyao, their eyes began to search in the frame, and soon they found the ball that was jumping in the frame. At this time, the portrait of Fu Zhiyao in the picture frame can be compared to a huge building, and the ball that enters the picture frame is scaled down and jumps around the building.

The whole situation is weird.

The loud crashing noise came from the stairs on the first and second floors.

The three of them all looked at the stairs behind them, and saw that Lemon was rolling down the stairs. He was covered in blood, his shoulders had been sunken, and his chest was no longer visible.

Xiaoli has already begun to kill!

Hu Yue stood not far from the stairs on the second floor, covering his mouth with his right hand. He clearly saw the scene just now.

Lemon, who was about to go downstairs, had a little **** his shoulder for some reason. This little girl was Xiaoli who had just stopped crying on the third floor. Xiaoli turned her head and smiled at Huyue and then walked away from Lemon's shoulder. It was more appropriate to just disappear instead of leaving.

A few seconds ago, when Lemon went downstairs, he felt a little girl suddenly lying behind him. He found that this little girl was Xiaoli. He suddenly felt that the hairs on his body began to stand upside down. His special prop was only an emergency spray. , But his body did not suffer any injuries now, so he could only speed up and ran downstairs. When he ran to the corner, a huge force spread from his shoulders to his whole body.

In an instant, Lemon felt that everything around him was leaving him, everything seemed to have nothing to do with him, everything was empty and vain. The world began to change, the icy feeling extended from the limbs to the torso, and darkness fell from the sky, covering his eyes.

Qiancang walked slowly towards Lemon. He wanted to confirm whether Lemon was really dead. If he did not die, he would try to treat him. After all, he is also an actor in the **** movie. From the beginning of the movie to the present, he has nothing to do with him. The signs of being wrong, assuming that they can be saved, may have an impact on the future direction of this movie.

Of course, the immediate prerequisite for the treatment of lemons is that the lemons are not dead.

The clean ground, the warm blood, and the motionless wounded seem to have opened a new page for the fluke memorial.

A pair of clean right hands stretched out towards the lemon, sniffed, heartbeat and pulse, and then retracted the right hand after checking.

"Goodbye!" Qiancang said to the lemon, then turned to shake his head at the shadow puppet show and Wutong, "He is dead and there is no possibility of saving him."

After Shadow Play and Wutong heard Qian Cangyi's words, their expressions were a little lonely.

The cruelty of the **** movie has trained them to withstand great pressure, but this does not mean that they have become cold-blooded and ruthless people. Lemon's current performance is indeed not outstanding, but who knows what will happen in the future? The actors in **** movies will grow up.

"It seems that we can only catch the ball as soon as possible, otherwise we will end up like him." Qian Cang Yi walked towards Fu Zhiyao's portrait. He stood in front of the portrait, with his right hand stretched out and pressed on top . This is what he thinks might cause a reaction, and he doesn't know what reaction it will cause.

The next second, Fu Zhiyao's dark and translucent eyes on the portrait began to turn, and the smile on the corners of his mouth also began to change.

Click, after a strange noise, Qian Cang was surprised to find that the surrounding area was pitch black. When the light returned to his eyes, he found himself inside the portrait.

The Fu Zhiyao in the portrait is not a flat image, but a three-dimensional existence. The Fu Zhiyao in the portrait is like a giant, and Qian Cang Yi is about the size of a stickman. If the ball and Qiancang No. 1 are reduced to the same degree, it is still acceptable, but now the ball and Qiancang No. 1 are not the same size. At this time, the ball in the frame needs to be hugged by both hands.

Fu Zhiyao slowly raised his right hand, looking down, which is the direction Qiancangyi is currently standing, and then took a hard shot with his right hand.

Qiancang quickly ran up.

In front of the frame, the shadow puppets and Wutong frowned. They could see Qian Cangyi standing at the bottom of the frame, as well as Fu Zhiyao who was raising his hand. After a while, Fu Zhiyao's hand would be slapped towards Qian Cangyi. , However, they can only watch all this silently, without any way.

The larger size of the ball also has the advantage of being able to capture its trajectory more easily.

Qian Cangyi waved his hand outside the picture frame while running, he motioned to the shadow puppet show and Wutong not to keep guarding the picture frame.

Fu Zhiyao patted it with his big hand, and then picked it up, and Qiancangyi was no longer at the bottom of the frame, at this time he was hiding under Fu Zhiyao's palm. At this time, the ball was beating on Fu Zhiyao's shoulder, and the amplitude and frequency were quite stable, as if he was massaging Fu Zhiyao.

Qiancang watched all this silently, he began to calculate the distance and the time required to run past ~lightnovelpub.net~ After a simple calculation, Qiancang found that he wanted to catch the ball to some extent. Possible thing, because he can't bounce at will like a ball, he is still affected by gravity.

Once the ball finds him close, you only need to jump to the bottom of the picture frame. When the money warehouse finds a way to get down to the bottom of the picture frame, the ball can bounce back to the shoulder or top of the head that is far away with the help of the edge of the picture frame.

Fu Zhiyao must be used!

Qiancang frowned and looked serious.

On the second floor of the fluke memorial hall, Huyue looked at the gradually expanding ice and snow area, not knowing what to do for a while.

The reason why the ice and snow appeared was because the glass cabinet containing the unjust snow was broken, which led to the appearance of the unjust snow in the fluke memorial. A piece of unjust snow has become countless pieces. Even if Foxyue wants to put it back, there is no way, let alone. He also doesn't have a suitable glass cabinet. 2k reading network

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