Su Kui looked at everything in front of her, her nausea gradually fading, her body finally restrained that instinct. Looking at all this carefully, her beautiful eyes gradually narrowed
All this seems weird, but it does not seem to be made by a ghost—
Rather, artificial!
Yu Shasha fainted quietly, Xu Dahai squeezed his arms tightly, his eyes were like brass bells, bloodshot inside, which made people worried that he would be overwhelmed and then scared to death!
However, Su Kui underestimated Xu Dahai's courage. He didn't maintain this situation for long, and he soon became sober.
Except for a bad face, it is difficult for people to connect the man who was squatting just now with the calm-faced man now.
He covered his face, sat down on the sofa, and muttered: "It's revenge, it's definitely revenge—"
"The next one is me, the next one is me!"
Su Kui and Ji Feng had no idea what he was talking about, and their voices were vague, making it difficult for people to hear what he was talking about.
Finally, Ji Feng took a deep look at Mu Yang who was hanging on the ceiling, and gently closed the door.
Yang Qiuhong was already crying and was about to faint now, and her mouth was turning over and over with those few words.
"There are ghosts, there are ghosts..."
"Why are you looking for us? We didn't do anything hurtful... Why..."
Who said no? Perhaps everyone will inevitably make mistakes in their lives, but as long as they are not a sinful sin and sincerely repent, those mistakes are not wrong.
Then—
There is only one possibility.
Affect the pond fish!
Are they all involved because of one of them? Su Kui lowered his eyes, as if there was a line, slowly being smoothed by her.
During this meal, everyone was absent-minded. After all, they had just witnessed a bloody scene not long ago. No matter how big the heart is, it is impossible to eat peacefully.
Yang Qiuhong squeezed the dried instant noodle cake and shrank in the corner of the sofa, confused, her eyes were hollow and swollen, that was crying.
Now that Mu Yang is dead, Han Yue's whereabouts are unknown.
No one knows whether she will come back alive or not. Even if she can come back alive, Wang Jun's fate is still waiting for her.
Time passed by, a few people sat down around the sofa, and there were fewer and fewer people living in this house.
Who will be next
I don't know if it was an illusion. Through the window outside the living room, Su Kui felt that the sky seemed to be darker. The distance was dark and depressing, and Su Kui always felt that there seemed to be a human face hidden inside, silently peeking at everything in the room.
"System, what time is it now?"
"Ding-answer the host, it's 11:56 in the evening."
The system answered quickly, and Su Kui lowered his eyes. After four minutes, it will be the next day. Will Han Yue be back
Su Kui asked the system to show her the time, and she wanted to be able to check it at any time.
One minute, two minutes, three minutes, four...
"Crack—"
When Su Kui was about to count to the fourth minute, the door of the living room was suddenly pushed open, and Han Yue was covered with water from head to toe, as if he had been salvaged from the water.
She stood chaotically in the living room, her eyes straightened, as if she didn't expect to be able to walk back.
Su Kui could not describe her expression at that moment, despair, hope, and pain—
So many feelings were all mixed together and stuffed into her eyes.