A pair of withered hands slowly stretched out from the wall, followed by a hollow torso, and a head with only two eyeballs hanging... The gray bones were as sharp as the devil's teeth, exuding sinister meaning in the dark space.

The dim light gives people an unspeakable sense of horror and suffocation.

Accompanied by the young and hoarse laughter of the ghost child, gusts of cold wind flowed through the room, like a blood-stained pen. The wind outlined her withered skeleton, painting bright red blood-like clothes, and the loose and wrinkled hair.

The skin was like a piece of corpse skin that had long since rotted. She draped it casually on her body, like an old robe, exuding a disgusting stench.

The skin is not bloodless white, but a dark yellow color left by corrosion caused by soaking in sewage. The whites of the eyes with black pupils appear to be getting paler.

The most terrifying thing is her blood-red mouth. The skin at the corner of her mouth hangs crookedly beside her ears, pulling out a terrifying smile. You can even see the bright red tongue and pale teeth in it, like the sharp teeth of a devil, which can appear at any time.

Plan to have a taste of blood!

This was the first time Jiang Xinyou saw a ghost. She did not scream, not because she was brave, but because she was so frightened that she could not make any sound at all. Only her legs were trembling slightly in the cold wind, and her hands were hanging feebly.

On Xia Qianshuang's arm, trying to gain courage from her to face the horrific events that are about to happen next.

I saw Xia Qian's eyebrows raised, her tall and slender figure still standing upright, looking at Ye Meimei in human form without fear, the look in her black eyes suddenly became a little darker.

"Where is your true identity?"

Although Xia Qianshuang's witchcraft was mediocre, it was not difficult to see at a glance that the Ye Meimei in front of her was just a trace of resentment.

As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Meimei let out a sneer. Her huge, cold eyes with only the whites of her eyes looked back and forth at Xia Qianshuang's plain face, and she said with great admiration: "This sister is so amazing, she can actually do this."

See through that I am not my real self!”

As he said that, the extremely cold and terrifying eyes fell on Jiang Xinyou's face: "This sister looks a little familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere... Tsk, it's a pity that I have been dead for a long time and my memory is not good.

Can’t remember…”

Hearing this, the fear in Jiang Xinyou's heart also dissipated, replaced by an uncontrollable anger.

There are various signs that her sister Jiang Yi disappeared in dormitory 414, but Ye Meimei actually sneered and said she couldn't remember what happened two years ago!

The undead have no emotions. Apart from horrific and cruel killings, all they have left is cold blood that has long since dried up.

Xia Qianshuang held Jiang Xinyou's hand tightly, fearing that she would rush forward if she got angry, and took the lead to interrupt Ye Meimei coldly: "Why are you alone? Where is the man who sang just now?"

Ye Meimei blinked and pretended to be playful: "There are no men. Apart from me and you, where else is there anyone else here?"

Jiang Xinyou was almost disgusted by her. At first she was talking about a sister, but now she was pretending to be cute. Little did she know that her harsh and childish voice started to sound like a sharp knife grinding on a stone slab, making her scalp numb.

The eardrums are sore.

Xia Qianshuang had no intention of continuing the conversation with Ye Meimei, but her intuition told her that Ye Meimei's resentment was not enough to take Jiang Yi away. She suspected that the male voice just heard was the instigator behind this incident.

I can't figure out the details for the moment, and I can't act rashly now. A pair of withered hands slowly stretched out from the wall, followed by a hollow torso, and a head with only two eyeballs hanging... The gray bones were as sharp as

The devil's sharp teeth emit a shadowy light in the dark space, giving people an unspeakable sense of horror and suffocation.

Accompanied by the young and hoarse laughter of the ghost child, gusts of cold wind flowed through the room, like a blood-stained pen. The wind outlined her withered skeleton, painting bright red blood-like clothes, and the loose and wrinkled hair.

The skin was like a piece of corpse skin that had long since rotted. She draped it casually on her body, like an old robe, exuding a disgusting stench.

The skin is not bloodless white, but a dark yellow color left by corrosion caused by soaking in sewage. The whites of the eyes with black pupils appear to be getting paler.

The most terrifying thing is her blood-red mouth. The skin at the corner of her mouth hangs crookedly beside her ears, pulling out a terrifying smile. You can even see the bright red tongue and pale teeth in it, like the sharp teeth of a devil, which can appear at any time.

Plan to have a taste of blood!

This was the first time Jiang Xinyou saw a ghost. She did not scream, not because she was brave, but because she was so frightened that she could not make any sound at all. Only her legs were trembling slightly in the cold wind, and her hands were hanging feebly.

On Xia Qianshuang's arm, trying to gain courage from her to face the horrific events that are about to happen next.

I saw Xia Qian's eyebrows raised, her tall and slender figure still standing upright, looking at Ye Meimei in human form without fear, the look in her black eyes suddenly became a little darker.

"Where is your true identity?"

Although Xia Qianshuang's witchcraft was mediocre, it was not difficult to see at a glance that the Ye Meimei in front of her was just a trace of resentment.

As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Meimei let out a sneer. Her huge, cold eyes with only the whites of her eyes looked back and forth at Xia Qianshuang's plain face, and she said with great admiration: "This sister is so amazing, she can actually do this."

See through that I am not my real self!”

As he said that, the extremely cold and terrifying eyes fell on Jiang Xinyou's face: "This sister looks a little familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere... Tsk, it's a pity that I have been dead for a long time and my memory is not good.

Can’t remember…”

Hearing this, the fear in Jiang Xinyou's heart also dissipated, replaced by an uncontrollable anger.

There are various signs that her sister Jiang Yi disappeared in dormitory 414, but Ye Meimei actually sneered and said she couldn't remember what happened two years ago!

The undead have no emotions. Apart from horrific and cruel killings, all they have left is cold blood that has long since dried up.

Xia Qianshuang held Jiang Xinyou's hand tightly, fearing that she would rush forward if she got angry, and took the lead to interrupt Ye Meimei coldly: "Why are you alone? Where is the man who sang just now?"

Ye Meimei blinked and pretended to be playful: "There are no men. Apart from me and you, where else is there anyone else here?"

Jiang Xinyou was almost disgusted by her. At first she was talking about a sister, but now she was pretending to be cute. Little did she know that her harsh and childish voice started to sound like a sharp knife grinding on a stone slab, making her scalp numb.

The eardrums are sore.

Xia Qianshuang had no intention of continuing the conversation with Ye Meimei, but her intuition told her that Ye Meimei's resentment was not enough to take Jiang Yi away. She suspected that the male voice just heard was the instigator behind this incident.
Chapter completed!