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Volume 18: The Withering Flower of Hell (54)(2/2)

Lin Yingkong was also troubled by this scene. He crossed over to Feng Rong and cleaned up the staff at the scene of extinguishing the fire and cleaning up the detonation, and ran to Feng Rong to help him up.

At that time, "Qiu Fei" fell down, but his minister really fell down!

Feng Rong pulled open the hood, and the sand and dust on it fell. He shook his head and said, "It's okay," and then asked again, "Where are the others?"

This blasting scene is the most dangerous set of scenes in the past few days. Feng Rong was also worried that someone would interfere. He just reminded Mo Jiayi and the others to be careful.

Lin Yingkong looked around, and the extras got up, but they didn't see anyone injured, "Nothing..."

Before Lin Yingkong could finish his words, he heard someone shouting under the slope: "Teacher Nangong fainted, where is the team doctor? Call the team doctor over!!!"

Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong were both stunned.

——What's the situation?!

Under the slope, Mo Jiayi was sweating profusely. Some staff were holding headlights, but they didn't find any injuries to Nangong Jue.

Originally, after Director Huang called for a stop, Nangong Jue was still in the play, and his emotions had not calmed down for the time being. Mo Jiayi also tried this situation. He was too deeply involved in the play and couldn't stop crying, so he just waited a while, because this play attaches great importance to Xiao Wentian's emotional outbreak, and I think it would be difficult for Nangong Jue to take it back for a while.

But Nangong Jue slowly restrained his collapse of Xiao Wentian. He just sat up and fell down straight.

Mo Jiayi was frightened at that time.
Chapter completed!
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