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An hour before the official performance, Luo Feifei and Qi Yu finally passed nine hoops without pulling down each other's pants, and when they passed the tenth hoop, Qi Yu passed and Luo Feifei hung on the hoop.

Over there, Cui Ziyuan tremblingly walked up the tightrope with Annie in his arms. When he was about to reach the end, his foot slipped and fell off, but Annie was sent forward by him and successfully reached the opposite side.

Cui Ziyuan sat on the ground and rubbed his ankle, slightly moved by his spirit of sacrifice.

Although he didn't know, would he dare to sacrifice like this if the bottom was about ten meters high.

Ye Yishuang fell into the bunker eight times, and she lost her temper, and more than a dozen times she fell directly on the wooden board.

Yuan Zhiming's whole body was sore from being poked by the branches, and finally he developed the extraordinary reflex nerves to attack the branches suddenly, and basically gave up cooperating and communicating with Lulu.

Everyone rested and relaxed backstage, praying hopelessly for the official performance an hour later.

A circus performance that seems destined to be full of blood is about to kick off.

The opening show was still the clown, he was playing the same tricks as yesterday at the front desk, the colorful balls were thrown up and down by him, drawing colorful circles in front of him.

Curious and nervous, Cui Ziyuan walked to the edge of the stage and poked his head out for a look. He stared at the clown's back for a while, then subconsciously swept towards the audience, followed by "Huh".

The auditorium is full of people.

At first glance, I thought so, but when I looked more closely, I found that there was no one alive in the auditorium filled with darkness.

All of them are made of human-shaped wood, with a head, a body, hands and feet, and only one facial feature is carved into a laughing mouth.

They face the stage with such a posture, as if something funny is happening on the stage at any time.

The first time I saw it, I thought it was weird, and the second time, I thought it was weird.

The performance on the stage was silent, and the audience in the audience were not human. The whole circus was quietly playing a silent film, not to mention how scary it was.

"...At least I don't have to worry about scaring the audience." Cui Ziyuan thought back ten thousand steps.

Luo Feifei also saw the puppet meeting in the audience, turned around and patted Cui Ziyuan on the shoulder: "Young people have a good attitude."

Puppeteers, well, at least there won't be any of their beastly bloodshed.

Although there are no beasts today...

After the clown show, it was Cui Ziyuan and Annie's turn to play.

The clown stepped off the stage, stared at Cui Ziyuan for three seconds with a terrifying grin reaching his ears, and slowly walked away to another place without saying anything.

The curtain on the stage was still lowered, so the auditorium could not be seen, but warm applause could be heard, but because the space was too quiet and lifeless, the applause seemed hollow.

The puppet applauding itself is also a supernatural event.

The high platform with iron cables in the middle has been set up at some point, Cui Ziyuan took a breath, and climbed up the high platform with Annie one after the other.

At this moment, the curtain was slowly pulled up, and the audience burst out with the same replica applause as before, but the puppets still didn't move, and they didn't know where the sound came from.

The head of the group happily introduced the show to a group of puppets, waved his hand, and introduced Cui Ziyuan and Annie to the audience:

"Next, please enjoy the two-person high-altitude walk brought to us by our newcomer A Yuan and Sky Princess Anne!"

Cui Ziyuan stood by the high platform, and he didn't even bother to pay attention to the strange address given to him by the team leader.

He held on to the handrail on the edge of the high platform, looked down, and felt that his feet were not his own anymore.

So high, so high, so high.

Die or die.

"Take a deep breath, don't look down, as if you were on the flat ground just now." Annie said flatly next to him, "Take it easy, my life is in your hands."

The first sentence was comforting, but the latter sentence made Cui Ziyuan feel even more stressed.

If he fell, he would be dead and two... Bah, two dead and two dead.

He can still be resurrected, but Annie... As a game character, she should be dead, just like another actor who fell from the sky yesterday.

"I don't want to die."

He thought of what Anne had said before, the emotion expressed at that moment was extremely clear on her indifferent face, it was a strong desire.

"Huh..." Cui Ziyuan closed his eyes, made a stretching movement, and exhaled slowly.

He bent down, just like he practiced countless times just now, and hugged Annie who was as light as a piece of paper, looked forward, and took a step towards the edge of the high platform.

"I won't let you die." Cui Ziyuan said softly, and he didn't know if he was saying it to Annie or to cheer him up.

There was a gleam of light in Annie's empty eyes, she raised her head and stared indifferently at the stage lights above her head, Cui Ziyuan's golden hair was almost transparent by the light, dazzlingly bright.

Cui Ziyuan tried his best to let himself ignore the height, stepped on the steel cable step by step, and finally walked to the center.

His heart was still hanging, he didn't even dare to take a breath, and when he took another step, he suddenly felt that the feeling under his feet was not right.

There was an abnormal vibration, which was transmitted to his feet through the steel cable.

Before he had time to think about what the movement was, the steel cable suddenly broke at the connection with the high platform in front of him.

The only point of support in mid-air also left him, Cui Ziyuan didn't even have time to utter a scream, and felt the terrible gravity.

At the critical moment, he didn't expect that his last move would be to protect Annie in his arms, using himself as a meat pad, and smashing his back and the back of his head hard on the wooden stage.

It happened so suddenly, Luo Feifei and the others didn't even have time to rush to the stage to meet them.

A large amount of blood overflowed from the back of Cui Ziyuan's head, seeped in and spread along the grain of the wood, and he was still breathing, staring blankly at the light above his head and Annie's dull face under the light, his pupils slowly dilated.

"Why..." Annie stared at him blankly, and asked repeatedly in a low voice, "Why..."

Cui Ziyuan could no longer answer, and before Annie showed any other emotions, the tragic corpse had dissipated, and Cui Ziyuan appeared on the spot touching the back of his head.

"It hurts so much..." He hissed with lingering fear, and answered the last question he heard: "I said I won't let you die, man, I will do what I say."

Annie's face was expressionless, but now she stared at Cui Ziyuan like a log, completely stunned.

Standing on the edge of the stage, the group leader saw him fall to his death, and raised his hand to let someone deal with it, only to see his reappearance with good arms and legs.

The well-informed leader did not show overly surprised by this, a smile flashed across his face, and he caressed Cui Ziyuan meaningfully.

"Uh... As for why I am alive again, I can't explain it to you for a while." Cui Ziyuan didn't pay attention to the leader, he looked up at the steel cable reinstalled by the speed of light as if nothing happened, and said to Anne, "Let's continue? Well, are you okay, didn't you hurt yourself?"

It took Annie a long time to say something slowly and in a daze: "Yes."

"If Lao Lin is here, he must be in a hurry." Qi Yu saw Cui Ziyuan helping Annie to climb up the high platform, and said leisurely, "Why is he not here, what a pity."

Luo Feifei's face was full of question marks: "What Lao Lin?"

"Lin Yichu." Qi Yu replied.

Luo Feifei looked at him with a complicated expression: "...What kind of middle-aged uncle's name is this, Lao Qi?"

"...It's so ugly, Lao Luo." Qi Yu said with a frown.

"You still know." Luo Feifei smiled, raised his head and continued to pay attention to Lao Cui who was standing on the edge of the high platform, preparing for the second challenge.

Bah bah bah, change it back.

It is Yang Yang who is preparing to embark on the second journey.

This time trembling and approaching the finish line, there was no accident on the wire rope, Cui Ziyuan's back was already soaked in cold sweat, his clothes were clinging to his body, and he could see the outline of the young man's slender waist and back.

Speaking of which, being so edible and yet so skinny is quite enviable.

It was only the last step, but like a curse that never made it to the opposite side during practice, Cui Ziyuan couldn't keep his balance and was about to fall again.

In desperation, he suddenly sent Annie to the opposite high platform, and his body fell involuntarily, but at the last moment he reached out and grabbed the steel cable, and his own gravity fell down and almost dislocated his arm.

The blood flowed back in an instant, and his face was pale with pain and tension, and it quickly flushed with force.

The emotion broke through the extreme and he was not so scared. He whispered to himself, "Next, I will show everyone a climbing rope."

Fortunately, Cui Ziyuan's arms are still a bit muscular, even if he's skinny, he usually does a few pull-ups in physical education class and can attract the crowds of girls on the playground.

It was just that the steel cable was too thin, which made his hand hurt. As he moved forward little by little, he vaguely felt that the skin of his palm was scratched, and the uneven steel cable scratched the wound again, which was very painful.

If it wasn't for the thought that falling would hurt even more, Cui Ziyuan really couldn't hold on.

Fortunately, it was not far from the finish line. After being thrown by him, Annie rolled half a circle on the high platform. At this moment, she crouched on the edge and looked at him nervously. It looked like she really wanted to give him a hand, but unfortunately, she couldn't help him. hand.

Cui Ziyuan finally touched the edge of the high platform, grabbed the guardrail with all his strength, held his breath and yelled, and climbed up the high platform.

After the catastrophe, he was paralyzed on the high platform, finally dared to look down, panting with lingering fear.

Annie also sat slumped beside her, and the blood on her face gradually returned to her thin and slightly sunken cheeks.

The curtain fell on the stage, amidst the thunderous applause, Annie whispered, "Thank you."

"Huh?" Cui Ziyuan's ears were filled with his panting, and he couldn't hear clearly.

"Thank you," said Anne again, "thank you for keeping me alive."

Cui Ziyuan stood up slowly, his sweat and smile reflected his whole body: "You are so solemn... I'm sorry."

After the two returned to the backstage, Annie bowed vigorously to Cui Ziyuan again before running away.

Both Luo Feifei and Qi Yu looked at Cui Ziyuan with a kind of gratified eyes of "my son is growing up". The latter completed the task with ease, the three of them were talking and laughing, and those who hadn't played didn't show a sense of tension.

There was a trapeze show on the stage, and Ye Yishuang was on the next show. He stood by the door and prayed quickly with his palms folded.

Cui Ziyuan comforted him as someone who had been there: "It's okay, you see, I fell to my death once, it's not too late."

"Calm down." Yuan Zhiming leaned against the wall next to him and said, "I'm the one to be afraid of the most, performing with..."

Lulu blinked beside her, with a timid and innocent expression on her face.

Any encouragement or comfort is useless, Ye Yishuang really wants to cry out.

She wanted to say that she only had one resurrection card left...