The beauties on the high platform were still singing and dancing, but no one was watching.
Mu Yunhan took Da Mi and others and rushed towards the nearest place where the fireworks occurred and injured people.
She and Dami held hands and moved with difficulty in the surging crowd, shouting: "Don't panic, don't make a mess..."
No one listened to her.
People who should be fleeing are still fleeing.
The people who were pushed to the ground let out desperate and painful wails.
Mu Yunhan had no tears, only raging anger burning in his heart.
At first, the reason why Gu Yilan moved her was because he said that he would not gain his personal future at the expense of the lives of ordinary people.
As she and Gu Fenglin struggled to survive and improve, they also tried their best not to touch this bottom line - not to let innocent people be at the bottom.
So Jiang Yun, a native of Qi, made her extremely angry.
Mu Yunhan spent a lot of effort to cover a distance of just a few feet.
After finally rushing over, she thought she would see a tragic scene.
For example, flesh and blood were flying everywhere, or someone was burned, or even trampled to death.
However, the scene in front of her shocked her.
There were scraps of paper all over the floor, and the smell of gunpowder was overwhelming.
Two dark and strong men stood there, one of them was covered in blood, and the other had a charred face.
He was obviously seriously injured.
But they did not fall down, but stood there arm in arm, looking around warily.
"Why is this happening?" Mu Yunhan shouted loudly.
The man whose face was covered in burnt black grinned at her: "Tell the priest that Jiao Zhuo has lived up to his command."
After he said this, his body swayed and he fell down.
The man covered in blood shouted: "Why did you fall down? We agreed that we would persevere until the end..."
His voice became smaller and smaller, and he fell to the ground.
Mu Yunhan stretched out his hand to touch it, but there was no breath at the end of his nose.
She eagerly asked Da Mi and others to help: "Hurry and help them to the side..."
Da Mi tried to convince her: "It's useless, they are already dead... It's such a mess, it's hard to save people, they can't even see clearly..."
Mu Yunhan let go in despair.
For the first time, I felt how insignificant and powerless one's personal strength and desire are at this time.
There was a loud sound of gongs in the distance, and someone was shouting something loudly, but the scene was too noisy and I couldn't hear it clearly.
Suddenly, the people who had fled suddenly turned back.
Crazy, like the sea water rushing back during a tsunami.
It was as if there was a wild beast chasing them behind them.
Mu Yunhan was shocked to realize that something was wrong, and quickly hugged Da Mi and the others tightly, connecting and protecting each other.
In the surging crowd, they struggled to stand firm.
"Look over there! It's the Royal Guards!" Qingfeng, the tallest man, shouted loudly.
Mu Yunhan stood on tiptoes and looked in that direction.
She saw countless guardsmen riding horses and holding sticks. The sticks in their hands were violently smashed down from time to time, causing waves of exclamations and wails.
And the words they roared can also be heard clearly.
"Quiet, stand still, don't run away, anyone who violates this rule will be killed immediately!"
The power of iron blood can intimidate people the most, and the scene gradually calmed down.
Mu Yunhan breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as people are obedient and don't crowd around, and the Royal Guards are there to maintain order, the situation can be brought under control quickly.
"Don't listen to them, there are still many fireworks buried underground to burn people to death..."
A scream suddenly broke through the gradually calming situation. (To be continued)