"My sister carried the doll on her back and walked to the garden to see Yi Xinghua, the doll cried to her mother, and the birds on the tree were laughing haha......"

At this time, the horror ballad of "Sister Carrying a Doll" is approaching again.

The next moment, he was stunned, his brows couldn't help but tighten, and his heart couldn't stop beating faster.

"Get rid of the power grid?" Idiom Fan was a little stunned, this bloodthirsty spider was inevitably too horizontal.

Anyway, it's 100,000 volts of high-voltage electricity, not to mention 100,000 volts of high-voltage electricity, and on this 100,000 volts of high-voltage electricity, Idiom Fan also added his most powerful Yuan Ling, which is not to say that you can get rid of it.

Besides, anything goes up and you have to burp.

I thought I could thwart it for a while, but it didn't seem to have much effect.

Just finished solving this hanged female ghost, this damn horror song is gradually coming, and it's getting closer and closer!

"No matter, it's important to save people!" At this time, the idiom Fan really couldn't control so much! All the way to the ward where the person to be saved was located, although along the way, he encountered a lot of men and women hanging ghosts. Idiom Fan is to use the ultra-high voltage palm knife to directly send them back to the underworld and reincarnate.

However, it is also because of this. Under the high use of both the spirit and the spirit, the toxicity that was originally suppressed by the drug, the spirit and the spirit has begun to slowly set in. Idiom Fan has completely felt that his left arm has been completely numb, and I am afraid that he will not feel pain if he looks at it. Moreover, although the lower limbs are not completely numb, they have begun to have some movements that cannot keep up with the extreme consciousness.

Consciousness also began to blur gradually due to the effect of poison. If it weren't for the fact that there were still drugs in the body to suppress it, I am afraid that the poison of those hanged ghosts who were rushing all the way and killing them with all their might would have already attacked.

"This is it!"

Idiom Fan looked at the ward number, and carefully confirmed, now both hands should be numb, almost no sense, so he used his body to directly slam open the door of the ward!

"You're here!" The moment he slammed open the door of the ward, his heart suddenly seemed to stop beating suddenly.

"I ...... I got it...... ......" before the words were finished, he fell directly to the ground with a "plop" sound, and when he was completely unconscious, he faintly saw a person wearing women's sandals, running towards him......

Cold, cold, cold, now there is only cold except cold, and it is surprisingly cold.

"Dead?" "Dead?" Idiom Fan felt the freeze all over his body, and even his fingers wanted to move slightly, as if they were pressed by a thousand boulders, "Is it really dead?"

Also at that moment, Zi Ah idiom Fan did not know the moment when he was alive or dead. Idiom Fan subconsciously really realized. The horror I saw and the fear I felt before. In the face of the horror and fear of death, it is only a small thing. Even, to put it mildly, not even a little witch.

At this time, the coldness around him and the darkness around him made the horror and fear brought about by the death that Idiom Fan felt even stronger. However, at this very moment, the horror and horror of death did not seem to be over, in that cold and dark world, faintly, in some seemingly cold and dark corner. A soft sobbing sound came faintly. And the sobbing seemed to be a semi-liquid tact, melted into the cold, dark air.

"Crying?" However, it seemed that it was precisely because of this half-flowing and tactful cry that the idiom Fan seemed to wake up a little bit.

He wasn't sure if he had burped, and even less if he was in that so-called ghost state right now. However, there is one thing that Fan himself is very sure of. The moment he fell at the door, he was not far from death.

It seems that this time, let alone ending this matter, get the soul tower you want. I'm afraid that whether or not I can get out of this ghost place alive is a big problem.

It's just that the cry that Idiom Fan heard seems to give Idiom Fan a glimmer of hope. If you are really dead, then this cry will never be heard. However, even if you take 10,000 steps back, you really burp yourself in this place.

As long as his death time does not exceed an hour, with some special methods given to him by Old Man Ge, he can still return his soul.

This sounds like a bit sci-fi and too contrary to natural science. It's just that this scene, Idiom Fan has seen it no less than three or four times. Therefore, what I thought was science fiction and not necessarily natural science has gradually been thrown out of the clouds.

If you really want to say that it is too science fiction, it is too contrary to natural science. Then, the place where the idiom Fan is now is really science fiction and contrary to natural science.

The originally heavy eyelids also seemed to be able to move slightly under the effect of the cry. This cry is like a master key, opening the body that has been tightly locked by death again and again. The cry was still there, under the double of cold and darkness, softly, tactfully, sobbing.

I don't know how long it took, but the horror of death was still like Mount Tai pressing on the top, and the idiom Fan was pressed to the bottom of the mountain. However, it seems that the pressed Taishan has also loosened a little, and the body that was originally immobilized by the horror of death has gradually begun to move a little. At least, I don't want to be like at the beginning, and even if I want to move my little finger, I can't move at all as if I was being pressed by a thousand boulders.

Now, not to mention that the whole body can move completely, but at least, it seems that the idiom Fan can move a little bit, and the eyes that were originally closed and want to open seem to be gradually able to obey the command of his consciousness, and begin to slowly open the upper and lower eyelids.

Knock, knock, knock......

It was also at this time, when his eyes slowly opened, that Fan heard the beating of his heart, although his heart was beating very weakly. But at least, this thing that keeps people alive is still beating and running, and it hasn't put the idiom Fan on death row yet!

Heartbeat, heartbeat, heartbeat!

That's right, Idiom Fan heard his own heartbeat, albeit faintly, but it was a heartbeat.

"Not dead?" the idiom Fan Yixi, and the fear in his heart was of course gone. There is no greater joy and joy than to be free from the horrors of death.