Compared to the "hovering game", this game is more terrifying.

You can't see anything, you can only guess by your ears.

Suddenly, I felt a very soft sound, and there was a "pop" behind the "pop".

This is Zhao Leilei patting her and Xiong Minghui on the shoulder, it's time to appear by herself.

Fu Luoxue let out a long sigh of relief, she put one hand on the handrail of the stairs, raised her feet, and said the sentence she often read when she was a child.

"Four... But there has never been a time when I am so scared, lifting my feet, a word, lifting my feet, a word, every step is frightening.

The sound of the wind in her ears was like a wronged female ghost crying, and the wind blowing from the balcony pushed her upwards.

Every step is so heavy.

"Yes..." She has already reached the twelfth level. There is one last step to come.

There seemed to be the sound of breathing in her ears, and right next to her, someone was going upstairs with her.

It should be the wind, it can't be so unlucky, it just happened to be a problem with me, Li Guess said, the heart is strong, she held the talisman paper in her hand, and the left body suddenly relaxed, "Death"

As soon as this word came out, she touched the back of Zhao Fengfeng in front of her, and blew on his neck with her feet.

Then, feeling that the other party is like a straight log, without a little temperature, the other party does not have any superfluous movements, turns around, and goes downstairs.

The footsteps are slight until they disappear.

Fu Luoxue stood alone on the fourth floor, feeling even more lonely and afraid.

There was no one around, she still needed to close her eyes, her feet were the places where people had died, thinking of this, she unconsciously moved her legs forward, she wanted to open her eyes so much, every slight movement was mental torture.

A voice came up.

"Fourteen is fourteen......," she sounded like a person climbing a rock with a weak voice.

But even such a small voice is also a great comfort, hurry up, hurry up.

She really didn't want to stay up there, and the more anxious she was, the slower the voice seemed to be.

"Yes......"

"Dead ......"

When she heard this, her body couldn't help but shudder.

Before she could recover, another cold wind blew from the back of her neck, and the "death" was like a cold little snake sliding down her neck.

Suddenly, a hand stabbed her in the waist.

Only then did she realize that Xiong Minghui had already come up, which was a hint that she should go down.

When she went down, Fu Luoxue was in a much better mood, although she couldn't see it, but her steps were not so heavy, and soon, she came down and patted the shoulders of the two people below.

In this way, it has been circulating for more than a dozen rounds, and Fu Luoxue has no sense of oppression around her when she goes upstairs again. Is it really the first time that I am too nervous?

She stretched out her head to blow a breath, but found that there was also a face next to her face, "Is there really a ghost, ready to blow." ”

After she finished blowing, Zhao Fengfeng did not lie down, but went down, so that there were no two people blowing on his neck, and it seemed that he was too nervous.

Xiong Minghui came up, there was no accident, she felt a breath of cool air, and went down quickly, now, she suddenly felt that this game was very boring, she wanted a few of them to take this problem into account, and proposed to end the game, and kept going upstairs and downstairs, blowing, patting the shoulder, childish and ridiculous.

She felt bored patting the shoulders of the two, and when her arm was about to fall, she felt something unusual, and subconsciously patted it back again.

"Smack"

And one more person here?

He/she is still in line!

Fu Luoxue patted the shoulders of the three people! The extra one is......

She wanted to open her eyes and hear a tiny voice, "Go on." ”

Did they hear it too?

She heard that it was Zhao Fengfeng's voice, so,

Is Zhao Fengfeng the last person, or the one in the middle?

The first one is obviously Zhao Leilei's shoulder, which can't be wrong, but there are two left?

The sudden horror made Fu Luoxue break out in a cold sweat, and her legs went weak.

"Don't open your eyes, stand in the back!"

The voice was indifferent and undoubted, Fu Luoxue took a mechanical step.

Is it a man or a ghost in front of it?

That said, someone will be blown twice in the neck right away.

Or will you pat the shoulder twice?

Will someone die? Still is......

Her mind is too messy.

She was afraid, so she wanted to open her eyes.

She lowered her head and wanted to open her eyes slit, she only needed to see her lower body, or only her feet, and she could know whether it was other "people" or Zhao Fengfeng in front of her.

Something even more terrible happened, and she found that she couldn't open her eyes.

It's so unusual.

She moved freely, but she couldn't open her eyes, and when she was still thinking, Xiong Minghui on top came down, and when he patted his shoulder, his palms were obviously shaking.

He also found out.

Zhao Fengfeng also knew, or would he remind her not to open her eyes.

I don't know if Zhao Leilei knows?

"Da Da Da"

Zhao Leilei came down, which means that Zhao Fengfeng went up, or that "person" went up.

or

The two of them went up together, but they didn't blow at Zhao Leilei.

Zhao Leilei also obviously felt that there was one more person, and the sound of her high heels was also messy.

When it came to Fu Luoxue again, she kept wondering if the unknown "person" was in front of her, whether he went up with Zhao Fengfeng, or waited to go up with her.

Fu Luoxue didn't go upstairs for a long time, and suddenly felt someone push her waist.

Which "person" pushed him or Xiong Minghui pushed it.

Fu Luoxue is about to cry, this game is too perverted and suffocating.

She raised her feet, but forgot to speak, and a faint voice came from her ear, cold and ruthless like metal, "Four ......"

"If you don't say it, I'll blow on your neck later, quack, quack......" Fu Luoxue almost collapsed on the ground.

She leaned on the side of the staircase handrail and took a second step, "Yes......"

The voice came out again, "Good! Go on! ”

"Four ......" "Ten is ten......"

At this time, they didn't know that the live broadcast room was boiling.

On the screen, a vague figure helped Fu Luoxue upstairs.

"What's that?"

"I'm so scared...... The anchor is supported by a ghost! ”

"What the hell? No way...... The anchor walks with the ghost! ”

"The anchor won't do the fourteenth staircase, I'm willing to sleep with you!"

"Phew, scared the baby to death......"

Robb also looked at his phone, "Quick, you drive faster!" ”

"It's one hundred and twenty yards, my brother, it's almost there!"

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

"If you don't drive, I'm an old driver in Chucheng, you can't find a second person to run like this, you have to add money later!"

Fu Luoxue walked weakly to the last floor.

Her stiff neck seemed to be pressed forward, signaling her to blow quickly.

Then the "person" also stretched out his head, and Fu Luoxue felt a smell of blood blowing on Zhao Fengfeng's neck.

however

Zhao Fengfeng but

Turn around and go downstairs.

He wasn't blown by two people?

Still, he hid it.

.。 m.