There is a Taoist temple in the idol family

Can give up, also won't give up.

If she didn't send the glazed beads far away, she might dance to death at all costs.

It will never be like now, patiently inviting helpers, looking for a more secure way of performing.

Without the Lucky Glass Bead, she became a little more rational.

However, this is definitely not the reason Ruo Cang wants.

The room was silent, and everyone was waiting for Ruo Cang to express his opinion.

The whole thing is so simple that there is no need to do anything, and no symbols are required.

All he needs to do is agree or refuse.

In such a quiet wait, Ruo Cang's expression was solemn, and he spoke of the future he saw.

He said: "Master Linlang, if you insist on completing this performance, with or without my help, you will be paralyzed due to dance injuries."

Ruocang's words were like prophecies, hidden warnings.

He is not alarmist, nor is he deliberately intimidating.

It was the luck that she saw with her own eyes, which clearly revealed Lin Lang's final bad ending.

For a person who dances for a living, paralysis is undoubtedly a heavier blow than death.

Unfortunately, no one can ever stop a persistent strong man from making his own choice.

She said in a firm voice: "At the beginning of human beings, we staggered and crawled, and gradually grew to walk. For me, if I am paralyzed, I will only return to the original crawling, and it will not affect my decision this time."

Linlang's breath was still gentle, with the composure of reading Qianfan.

She would rather give away the lucky glass beads that have been with her for many years than continue to perform.

One can imagine how important it is.

"Because this is an agreement that I should use my life to keep."

Lin Lang evoked a bright smile, and her luck was resolute and blazing, but extremely gentle.

"As long as I live, I cannot selfishly forget my promise to the dead."