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, the juice in the bowl stirred up circles of ripples under the beat of the drum, the ripples stirred, and the juice even splashed out of the mouth of the bowl.Sitting here, Wen Heng felt that his heart and soul were taken away by this performance. Even though there were only dozens of people performing, he saw the aura of thousands of troops training on the battlefield.

The drums became more and more passionate, and when they reached the highest peak, the drums stopped.At this time, the female cultivator's singing came, and the atmosphere in the field was suddenly reversed.Amidst the strong masculinity, the chanting of the woman who descends suddenly softens the atmosphere.The restless souls of the monks calmed down at this moment. At this time, the female nuns in cool clothes wore bells on their feet, and flew from all directions to the center of the stage like butterflies.

The atmosphere in the entire arena was warm and graceful, and the enthusiasm of the monks was quickly aroused.Many monks rushed to the stage, keeping pace with the beat of the drums to care whether it would twist or not, whether it danced well or not.They danced their bodies, as if they wanted to release all their enthusiasm.

"It's spectacular, isn't it?" Qing Yazi said something in his ear, and Wen Heng nodded: "Yes, it's very spectacular." Eh, there seems to be something wrong, Wen Heng thought about it and soon realized Something unusual was found.This is not Qing Yazi's voice!

Wen Heng suddenly turned his head to look, only to see Shui Boheng with winking eyes like silk sitting beside him at some point, and Qing Yazi who was originally sitting beside him had already gone to Liu Yuebai's side to talk with Liu Yuebai at some point Very happy.

There was a cold fragrance on Shui Boheng's body, which entered his nostrils faintly.In such a noisy atmosphere around, Wen Heng still heard what Shui Bo Heng said clearly, Shui Bo Heng said: "You, are you avoiding me? What did I do wrong to provoke you?"

Wen Heng secretly groaned in his heart, he also wanted to know what he did wrong, why the more he wanted to avoid it, the more he stuck to it.

The author has something to say: Shui Boheng: Guess what is my body?

Wen Heng: Guess what is my body?

Qing Yazi: Don't guess, you will have no results with one dodder and one drought.