Inexplicably, Hao Meitan felt that there was something wrong with the moire scarlet.

Although it is normal for people to have the desire to survive in that environment, the explanation of the partial moire scarlet made her feel very wrong.

She's always been nervous.

If Wu Moqi hadn't told her that Moire Scarlet had killed someone.

Maybe she would even be convinced of Moire's explanation, because she didn't have a trace of flaws from beginning to end, just the right amount of horror and joy.

Obviously, she should have believed her, but she didn't believe it......

On the fourth floor, she took out the key from Wu Moqi's pocket and searched for the keyhole for a long time before opening the door.

Wu Moqi found the wick out of nowhere, which was brighter and warmer than the lamp in her house.

The placement of the cabinet and bookshelves suddenly looked a little disorganized, but if you look closely, it is indeed neat and reasonable.

It looks like it feels like home.

Unlike many people who put things together and leave a large room with cool tones.

Her room looked a bit cluttered like a kennel, but it was easy to tell where things were placed.

Like her, you may think that she is nonsensical and playful, but if you have more contact, you will find that she is actually very reliable.

She put Wu Moqi on the bed, sat on the edge of the bed and gasped for a few breaths, although Wu Moqi was not heavy, but it was indeed a little embarrassing for her to carry such a big person to the fourth floor.

Wu Moqi seemed to be sleeping soundly, and whispered softly in her mouth that she couldn't hear even when she reached her ear.

For some reason, Wu Moqi's brows furrowed, as if it was because the surrounding environment made her feel very uncomfortable.

Hao Meitan reached out to help her arrange the pillow, but was lightly stabbed by something, and blood beads condensed on her hand.

She ached and put her hand back.

No wonder this person couldn't sleep well, it turned out that there were needles under the pillow?

Hao Meitan sighed, it was not good to guess about the thought in front of him.

What do you do with a needle under a pillow?

Helped Wu Moqi up and sat there.

She removed the pillow, trying to find the needle.

But I was attracted by a book.

The book is like a thousand colors, giving off a glimmer of obsessive light.

Hao Meitan's heart trembled, and she only felt that the book seemed to have the answer she wanted, although she didn't know what she wanted to know.

But in the dark, there is this feeling, this book, seducing her!

Wu Moqi fell on the other side of the bed, she was also in a trance, her hand stretched out in that direction, almost ...... It's just a little bit ...... She's about to touch the book completely......

But the dazzling light of the book seemed to have a thousand needles, and once again pierced her hand with blood!

"Huh? I said little beauty. A flirtatious voice came from behind her.

When she turned her head, she found that there was nothing in front of her, "Who?" ”

"This book, you can't touch it~" An arrogant and handsome face appeared in front of her, making her subconsciously feel cold in her palms and feet.

It seems to come from the most essential fear of man.

There was utter fear in her heart, and her lips trembled and she couldn't speak.

"At the beginning, I didn't see that this was made of the legendary ancient magic stone." There was an extra cyan mask on the man's face in an instant.

He said lightly: "I forgot about this thing." ”

Hao Meitan was stunned, his eyes looked straight at the dangerous man in front of him, but his eyes were blank and not focused at all.