When he came back to his senses, the smile on his lips still lingered.
Opening his eyes, he stared blankly at himself appearing in the dim room.
In an instant, an extremely cold breath froze him to the spot.
Looking up, his lizard-like vertical pupils suddenly shrank.
Red, white, black.
The scarlet wedding dress is floating.
In the small living room, swaying corpses were hanging silently from the ceiling, swinging.
Under the soaked and white feet, pairs of blood-red embroidered shoes filled the entire field of vision.
Fear superimposed, and an uncontrollable trembling feeling suddenly broke out.
What the fuck!!?
01 seconds later, a strong burning smell suddenly entered the nostrils.
The snake head that followed was stunned and subconsciously inhaled the burning smell.
In his eyes, pairs of embroidered shoes piled together suddenly lit up around them.
The next second, the corpse raised its head, and the tight insteps suddenly lifted up, as if they were stepping on the air.
Pairs of dead white eyes, filled with hatred, all looked at them in an instant.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!!"
Sixteen shrill screams that pierced the eardrums erupted simultaneously, and countless rays of fear were reflected in the mirror covering his body.
The soul is frozen.
The pupils are full of ferocious faces.
Looking at the fierce ghosts flying towards him, the silver-haired man felt as if his scalp was exploding, and a strong desire to die filled his soul.
I!!
Grass!!
Chapter completed!