Chapter 565: Panic, she died

cold and gentle tone, let the side of the Yuhuan to be envied.

"It's enviable that you two are in such a cold state."

She smiled.

Ann Xiaojing is a little embarrassed.

The ball starts at 8 p.m. on time.

With the bell ringing, the lights suddenly dimmed.

People's emotions have been entirely driven by such scenes, looking forward to the music of the dance.

"Ah!"

Suddenly, a woman screamed.

All the lights in the dance were dimmed and suddenly it was dark.

"What's going on?"

The sound of Yuhuan Falling sounded around her, and Ann Xiaojing was a little flustered.

At that moment, however,...