But the stench came and went faster, and Xiong Junxi didn't care, went down the last step and was thinking about going back to the room. But as soon as he looked up, he was immediately stunned by the scene in front of him.

I think he has been gone for a long time, but he is still on the second floor!

He returned to the long corridor in front of the staircase, and he only felt a chill hit his back, and he was dumbfounded.

Xiong Junxi didn't dare to look back at all, he only felt a coldness sweeping over, he trembled fiercely in fright, and then without saying a word, he hurriedly continued to walk downstairs.

Xiong Junxi's steps were flustered, as if something had been chasing him all along.

But Xiong Junxi rushed downstairs again, stepped out of the last step in one go, but still returned to the second floor with one foot.

Looking at the familiar scene in front of him, Xiong Junxi's whole person looked a little broken, and shook his head vigorously: "No, it's impossible." It's my delusion, it's definitely my delusion! ”

As Xiong Junxi spoke, he suddenly felt a cold hand reach out and gently swept it around his neck.

The cold touch, like the palm of a dead man's hand, just swept it lightly, and it immediately made Xiong Junxi's sanity collapse.

"Ahhhhh——!h Xiong Junxi didn't dare to look back, and continued to rush towards the stairs not far away, but he didn't want to slip under his feet, and rolled directly to the table between the steps.

Xiong Junxi's head hit the wall hard, and his eyes suddenly hurt, and he hummed and chirped for a long time, but he couldn't stand up when he came to stand.

Before Xiong Junxi could stand up, a red figure suddenly pounced on him and pressed against his back.

The almost terrifying weight made the expression on Xiong Junxi's face change, and he screamed and wanted to break free, but the female ghost in red on his back became heavier and heavier, like an iceberg pressing on his back, heavy, making him unable to move.

"Hehehe, a man who is not a master can't live here, go die, go die......" The female ghost's voice sounded full of resentment, and she stretched out her cold hand and pinched Xiong Junxi's neck hard.

Because the female ghost started from behind, it didn't immediately make Xiong Junxi lose the power to resist.

Xiong Junxi also felt a clear sense of suffocation, and his hands began to struggle weakly, and his fingers stretched out, wanting to break the female ghost's hand.

But the strength of the female ghost is terrifying, and Xiong Junxi can't get rid of the female ghost no matter how much strength he uses, but he is getting more and more uncomfortable when he is pinched, and he gradually can't breathe.

Xiong Junxi closed his eyes and struggled, unaware that all of this was actually his illusion.

There was no female ghost pressing on him at all, it was his own palm that pinched his own neck, trying to strangle himself to death.

At this time, behind the stairs on the second floor, a figure stood there, quietly watching this scene.

However, at this moment, Xiong Junxi, who was struggling, kicked his leg and smashed the flower pot in the corner.

There was a crisp click, and the distance was suddenly heard in the dark night.

This sound immediately alarmed the others on the first floor.

"What's going on?" Zhou Tong was the first to open the door and asked puzzled.

"The sound seems to be coming from the stairs."

"Go check it out!" Chi Jiao clearly felt the fluctuation of the magnetic field, and immediately took the detector and rushed straight to the second floor.