Seeing that the two of them were about to approach the weird childhood Xiaowei, the hearts of the two couldn't help but start to get nervous again.

What to do, what to do, there is a good chance that she will kill them. Ke Xiaoqian kept muttering in her heart, but she couldn't think of a better way.

In such an environment, there is really no way, there is no small passage on both sides of the road like the second basement floor in the North Island Central Hospital before, and there is no place to climb up to avoid it temporarily, and there are dangers in front and back, blood-red handprints, childhood Xiaowei, there is no other way.

Perhaps, without Wang Zheng's appearance, Ke Xiaoqian really had no sense of security, since the last time she came to save herself from all dangers in the morgue, she felt the special warmth on his body.

But now he is not with him, how can this be.

However, what happened after that surprised them was even greater.

"Giggle......

The little girl laughed again and said coldly, "Don't be afraid, I'm just watching the fun." It's not bad, it's pretty fast, but don't slow down! Otherwise, your life will end early, and besides, I want to see how hard you run! Giggle......"

When the two of them were about to run in front of their childhood Xiaowei, a sentence turned the tension of the two people into relaxation.

Childhood Xiaowei stood at the corner of a corridor, and then, the two of them bypassed the strange childhood Xiaowei, turned a corner, and continued to run in the direction ahead.

However, the blood-red handprints followed them closely, and the footprints of the two people were covered by the blood-red handprints, staining the ground.

As a child, Xiaowei watched the backs of the two people running with all their strength and gradually disappearing, the corners of her mouth hooked up slightly, revealing a weird smile, and then disappeared into the dark corridor like a ghost again.

The two men who were still desperately trying to escape the blood-red handprint were already exhausted at this moment, and they didn't know how long this would last.

"No, I'm really about to lose my run, I'm exhausted!" Liu Ming shouted.

"Don't complain, I'm running out of energy, I'm holding on, there will always be a way!" Ke Xiaoqian said firmly, she firmly believes in the ancient poem: There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain.

Since this is the most remote place in the corridor, it looks particularly dirty and messy, and there are old desks and chairs scattered everywhere, which shows that the escape of the two people is undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire, but who knows, this is a good opportunity to escape.

"It's over, it's over, and there are pieces of waste in front of us, so won't it be more difficult for us to escape!" Liu Ming on the side said with a sad face, and at the same time there was some disappointment in his tone.

"It's true that the waste in front of us may have slowed down our running speed, but if you think about it, it must be a good thing!" Ke Xiaoqian said, that tone was like all these things in front of him were waiting to come soon.

"What do you mean?" Liu Ming asked with a confused face, "So, you have a way?" ”

"Hmm!" Ke Xiaoqian responded, "With these, not only can you avoid the tracking of the blood-red handprint, but you can also rest here for a while!" ”

As she spoke, she landed her finger on a large object in front of her.