But after ten minutes, those lonely souls and wild ghosts suddenly saw something terrible, and they fled into the wilderness.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace.

"Jingle bell."

A series of strange sounds rang out from the end of the street.

What's the situation?

I was stunned for a moment, and immediately looked around, only to find to my horror that in the direction of the street in the distance, a person was slowly walking in my direction.

My mind was empty, and I suddenly couldn't feel my heartbeat. I stood there as if I had been cast a spell.

A figure was slowly passing in front of my eyes, on the dark and deep road, in the colorful light of the alternating street lamps and neon signs.

A dark and illusory figure.

It's as dark as if it's in some backlit corner, not like this bright day.

From the top of the head to the heels, it was all black, like a cloud of mist that vaguely glued the whole person together, chaotic outlines, chaotic and slow steps. This kind of darkness, the light can't drive it away, and the flame can't be extinguished.

I watched as the black shadow came from far and near, shuttling by, like a thick fog that could not be dissolved.

As I walked I heard a small sound behind him, a chain that also emitted black gas, extending from his low-hanging wrist, a long one dragging to the ground, a trembling step by step.

Facing my direction, I don't know what a pair of cold eyes they were, but I could feel that when those cold eyes were placed on my body, the blood in my whole body stiffened for a moment.

A cool breeze blew suddenly, and the wind rose, very suddenly.

The cold swept over my skin, and I saw his figure swaying gently in the wind, his silhouette undulating like a robe dragging the ground.

I subconsciously held my breath.

Before he could figure out what he was going to do, he saw a dark light pop out of the palm of his hand, and the knife seemed to shoot up into the sky like a long section, and then with a clean swing of his hand, a scream, and the sound of writhing on the ground cut straight down!

The invisible screams reverberated in my head, and my heart was shocked.

I watched it happen right under my nose.

I wanted to move, but the soles of my feet were filled with lead.

The dark light piercing the ground vanished, and I saw the figure raise its head in my direction.

Suddenly, I felt a suffocating pain in my heart.

"Humph!"

A cold snort sounded.

Although I couldn't see his face clearly, I could clearly feel the gaze he cast on my face, very familiar, like the wind blade of the cold winter wax moon, as if it was the frost that emerged from hell, freezing the whole body, and the same kind of gaze that I accidentally bumped into.

Invisible, formless, but it makes people cold from head to toe.

It was so cold that his heart spasmed, and he was thinking about how to blend in in under such a situation, and he ran away from under his nose without a sound.

Before he knew I existed.

Before he could take a step, he suddenly raised his hand, gently threw away the skull in his hand, and dragged the chain straight towards me.

"Jingle Jingle Bell" strides, with a series of chain sounds.

A spirit snapped back to my senses, and I turned around and ran, never so fast.

Hold your breath and avoid the direction that will crash into him.

I look at the road and run forward, as long as there is no obstacle in front of me that will stop me.