In the corridor, only ten steps away from the waiting hall.

The Fang sisters were surrounded by dozens of ghosts, and countless thick and short tentacles were spreading their teeth and claws in the sky. The extremely corrosive mucus dripped everywhere as the tentacles swung.

Poke puff puff puff

The corrosive mucus was thrown over.

Fang Mengyun was exhausted and was seriously injured. She could not avoid it at all. She was splashed with more than a dozen drops of mucus. Her clothes and skin were burned, and white smoke came out.

"ah!"

Fang Mengyun screamed in a shrill voice, her face turned pale, and several exposed skins were corroded to the point where white bones were seen.

‘Oh, Xiao Mengting, hurry up, move faster, that is my body, don’t mess it up!’

The old voice shouted in distress.

It is natural to regard the living Fang Mengyun as a living body that can breathe.

So vicious and greedy.

But Fang Mengting didn't think something was wrong. She smiled and said, "Okay, Grandma Zu, don't worry, I'll do it right away."

She said, quietly leaning towards Fang Mengyun.

With Grandma Grandma protecting her, the ghosts around her regarded her as a kind of person, and no one paid attention to her at all.

Fang Mengting leaned over.

"Mengting, go away, why are you here to do? Don't get in the way!"

Fang Mengyun roared in a panic and furiously.

The tone was not good, with a stern scolding, but it was thought of concern, "If you find an opportunity, run away quickly, don't stay here and do not stay here. I will run faster without you!"

She yelled.

"Sister, I can't throw you down alone, wuwu, what should I do? What should I do? Why is this happening?"

Fang Mengting cried, pretending to be careless and confused, leaning over regardless of danger, as if she wanted to use her body to prevent the disaster for her cousin.

Seeing this, Fang Mengyun felt sad and happy. She was always selfish and arrogant, and she didn't see anyone, but she was a little sincere to her cousin.

The station is so dangerous, and there are many ghosts along the way. At the most dangerous time, she thought of using her cousin as a shield. After all, her cousin is really useless in addition to dragging her back, and she also needs her to protect her.

Fang Mengyun thought of leaving her, but in the end she didn't do it.

My cousin came to save her regardless of danger. Regardless of whether it was reckless or not, she had received this friendship.

She was a little relieved and her mouth was much gentler, "Mengting, don't be confused, you can't help me, hurry up and leave..."

She sang, but before she finished speaking, she suddenly felt a strong force coming from behind, and a pair of white and tender hands pushed her hard.

Fang Mengyun was caught off guard, leaned forward, and fell directly into the pile of ghosts.

The tentacles were entangled in joy.

"ah!"

Fang Mengyun let out a shrill scream, struggling like a live fish being thrown into boiling oil. She took a look with her last strength.

"Mengting, why are you..."

She yelled, and then she died.

Fang Mengting watched quietly, her heart pounding and her face turned pale.

This was her first and only time she really killed someone, and the target was her cousin who cared about her.

‘Xiao Mengting, hurry up, let me go, don’t waste my body, you will be corrupted by these little ghosts in a while.’

Grandma Zu couldn't handle the complicated wolves's wolves's wolves's wolves, she just urged happily.

Fang Mengting didn't say anything, but took out the jade pendant from her pocket and placed it on Fang Mengyun's body, which was wrapped in tentacles.

A stream of white smoke emerged from the jade perch, which faintly turned into a fog with a mean face and a disheveled hair. She spit out a light green mist at the ghosts.

The tentacles suddenly ran around in panic as if they had encountered natural enemies.

Wuying looked down from a high position and slowly leaned over for a moment and merged into Fang Mengyun's body.

Long time...

About three or four hours, Fang Mengyun was corroded and bloody, and her skin suddenly squirmed, like a bug was running around under her muscles. The bloody wound slowly healed, and the muscle tissue intertwined...

The picture is terrifying and disgusting.

Fang Mengting covered her mouth, her scalp became numb and she almost wanted to vomit.

‘Grandma Zu, is it okay? When will you be well?’

She asked tremblingly.

Grandma Zu didn't reply, but Fang Mengyun's body suddenly stood up.

The wounds on her body almost completely healed. She slowly opened her eyes and showed a strange and stiff smile on the other side.

"Xiao Mengting, Grandma Zu, hahaha, OK!"

Her voice was as sharp as her nails slashed across the blackboard.

Fang Mengting got goosebumps all over her body, and she felt a little scared inexplicably, and her eyes were dodging, "Okay, that's fine, congratulations to Grandma Zu for having a new body. I, let's go back to the train, it's been out for a long time."

"I don't know how Xiao Rao is doing. Is it dead? It's a pity that the soul-transfering powder has not been spread on her."

She was nagging, trying to suppress the uneasiness in her heart.

"It's okay, since I promised you, Xiao Rao will die. Even if she avoids the second and third stops, she can't escape."

Grandma Zu sneered and looked at Fang Mengting with a meaningful look, "It's time to go back to the train. You can pick up some of the ghosts and monsters on the ground as a ticket, let's go!"

"Um."

Fang Mengting responded and picked up a tentacle tremblingly, but the skin was corroded by the remaining mucus on it, and she screamed in pain. She wrapped the tentacles in clothes and left with her grandmother with tears in her eyes.

The two hurriedly passed the waiting hall, and at that time, there was no one there.

In order to possession, they delayed for too long and the train was almost on their way.

"Are there any passengers who haven't gotten on the train? Our train is about to set off. The staff at the station are really enthusiastic. They accompany our passengers with their lives, and also use the most sincere attitude to move the passengers and agree to stay with them..."

"Looking at such a happy scene, the broadcaster was so touched."

The sweet female voice on the radio was pleasant tone.

And, in the empty waiting room, blood penetrated the carpet and the broken limbs were all broken.

The passengers' blood-deep bodies and ghost branches were stacked together, almost unable to tell each other.

The working ghosts at the station really left many passengers to "accompany" them.

Fang Mengting and Grandma Zu stepped on the train in blood.

They are the last two.

The moment they stepped onto the train, the door closed and the train slowly started.

The Fang sisters walked over and sat in the corridor, looking dull, like walking dead passengers, and they returned to the large private room.

After all, their goal is there.

Pushing the door, the two of them looked around and saw that in the private room, Teacher Kang, Ke Liren, and Zhong Siyuan were sitting blankly, with scars on their bodies, and Lu Xiaoyan was holding the ointment and was helping them apply...
Chapter completed!