In fact, everyone heard that scream, because the sound was so loud, extremely miserable, and terrifying, and it came from the second floor. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Lin Fan walked at the back, listening to it most vividly, the miserable cry was mixed with despair and unwillingness, but there was nothing to be done, as if the bison on the grassland was caught by a fierce lion and gnawed the flesh little by little, and finally died in pain.

The horror in his heart burned instantly, and he muttered: "Ning Youchuan was obviously not on the second floor just now, and disappeared in the middle of the team, and the weirdness of the disappearance was extremely inexplicable, but now the voice came from the second floor, and it seemed to come from the place where Ning Youchuan disappeared just now, so where did Ning Youchuan go just now?" ”

But the next moment, Lin Fan suddenly felt a cold breath rushing towards him, and that feeling of palpitations arose spontaneously, as if the ghost was approaching him, but he couldn't see it.

So he hurriedly said to the people in front of him: "Hurry up, here you are again..."

Lin Fan's words, everyone will naturally not doubt it now, Mo Kesheng immediately made a decision, and said in a deep voice: "Go!" ”

Hou Xiaojun, Liang Yu, and Yun Fei'er were more nervous than the other three, and now Ning Youchuan knew that he was dead without thinking about it, so who should die next? The answer is simple, it must be one of the three newcomers who don't have ghosts, so the three of them are frightened and desperate, praying that death will not be too close to them.

Lin Fan is the most dangerous at the moment, if the ghost wants to kill someone, Lin Fan is the first person to be killed, so at this moment, his spirit is highly concentrated, and he does not dare to be careless.

The six of them rushed towards the third floor at the fastest speed in their lives.

However, the six people were already crowded on the narrow staircase, and now at the moment of danger, everyone was of course thinking about their own lives, so the danger of the first person to run to the third floor would be minimized.

So it was easy to go to the third floor, but this crowd collided with each other.

Mo Kesheng was the first to be fine, and he soon reached the third floor, but Hou Xiaojun, who followed behind, was sad, and was hit by the panicked Liang Yu, and instantly lost his center of gravity, slipped under his feet, and fell down the stairs.

"Ah·····h An exclamation came out of Hou Xiaojun's mouth.

Liang Yu was lucky to avoid Hou Xiaojun's body and was not knocked down, Feng Tiantian was originally agile and flexible, and he also dodged Hou Xiaojun's falling body.

But Yun Fei'er couldn't, she was originally weak, her body was not flexible enough, not to mention that in this dim corridor, her vision was not so clear, so she was hit by Hou Xiaojun. Then he fell down the stairs with Hou Xiaojun.

At this time, Lin Fan felt that the cold aura behind him was getting stronger and stronger, and he was extremely shocked at the moment, and quickly walked up a staircase, shining a flashlight in front of him.

"me, what is this for?" Lin Fan exclaimed.

Suddenly, two figures came straight towards him, less than half a centimeter away from him, and he looked at Hou Xiaojun and Yun Fei'er with fixed eyes, thinking why did these two people roll down?

Seeing that he was about to knock himself down, Lin Fan dodged and moved to the side, just to avoid the impact of the two.

But a ghost is catching up with you! Aren't these two people looking for death when they go down?

Lin Fan thought quickly in his mind: "The two of them must not be able to save together, only one person can be saved, Hou Xiaojun is a man, with a wide body, if he reaches out to pull him, he will not be pulled down by him, he will definitely not be able to save him, and he and Hou Xiaojun have nothing to do with each other, and his eyes when he looked at him before were full of hostility and disdain, alas... Forget it, you can't save him at all, you can only save Yun Fei'er! ”

When Hou Xiaojun brushed Lin Fan's side, he happened to see Lin Fan also looking at him, and he was overjoyed, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and immediately shouted: "Lin Fan, help me, pull me..."

And Yun Fei'er's voice also reached Lin Fan's ears at this time: "Ahhh Lin Fan, hold me quickly... Lin Fan...

Lin Fan immediately made a decision in his heart, showed an apologetic expression to Hou Xiaojun, and said to Yun Fei'er: "Stretch out your hand, I'll hold you, quick!" ”

Yun Fei'er immediately stretched out her panicked hand and grabbed Lin Fan, and Lin Fan pulled Yun Fei'er into his arms with all his might.

Hou Xiaojun saw that Lin Fan saved Yun Fei'er but did not save himself, looked at Lin Fan's eyes showing despair and resentment, and then rolled down the stairs.

"Giggles... Another one... Can't even run... You can't run... A miserable laugh rang out in the corridor on the second floor, making the eerie and terrifying laughter sound particularly terrifying.

And this laughter was heard by all six people present.

Especially Hou Xiaojun, he was frightened and incontinent, and he knew that he was finished the moment he rolled down the stairs.

I didn't expect that I was careful everywhere, but in the end, it ended up like this.

At this moment, Hou Xiaojun's heart was desolate and lonely.

Hou Xiaojun, who was blown by the swishing yin wind, trembled, looked around nervously and fearfully, and when he looked at the stairs on the third floor, there was no one left, thinking that he must have heard that strange laughter, and they all ran to the third floor.

"What to do? What to do? I don't want to die, I haven't lived enough! You can't just die! Hou Xiaojun muttered in fear.

At this moment, suddenly a palpitating breath filled Hou Xiaojun's heart, and a yin wind came towards him, as if as long as that cold breath blew on him, he would die immediately.

So, Hou Xiaojun didn't dare to hesitate anymore, and immediately got up, wanting to go up to the third floor. However, he found that his legs were sore and he could not stand up. I couldn't help but be shocked at the moment.

Originally, for people, going up the stairs was just a blink of an eye, but for Hou Xiaojun, that section of the stairs was so far away, like a long-distance runner running nine laps in the playground, there was still one last lap left, but after all the strength was exhausted, that lap was already out of reach, because there was no strength to run.

Just like Hou Xiaojun now, under the prostration of cold sweat and incontinence, all the strength of his body has been frightened, how can he still have the strength to run up the stairs, so he can only rely on a determination, a determination to survive to climb the stairs on the third floor.

"I want to live, I must live, I have a one-year-old son..." Hou Xiaojun's eyes were broken, biting his lip and climbing up little by little.

But when I climbed the first staircase, my feet suddenly grabbed by something, and I only felt that it was a hand, a cold and piercing hand, without any temperature.

Hou Xiaojun's heart was shocked, a strong aura of death was spreading to him, he was unwilling, and continued to move his body to climb up.

But no matter how much you move and how hard you exert your strength, you just don't advance a centimeter.

The cold hand was like a pincer, gripping his legs firmly.

Hou Xiaojun's face was miserable, knowing that he had explained here today, so he suppressed the fear in his heart and slowly turned his head to see what was holding him.

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