The atmosphere was tense to the extreme.

Tong Wanwan's face turned pale and took a picture of her feet.

Well, in this life-and-death situation, everyone will instinctively think of themselves first.

Realizing that she hadn't stepped on it, she breathed a sigh of relief as if she had been pardoned.

Still, who stepped on that?

…… It can't be He Xi!

As soon as she thought so, He Xi's trembling and desperate voice came from her ears, "Joe... Joe... Joe... I feel like my feet can't move, I feel like my feet aren't my feet anymore, I've stepped on them, I'm dead, my suicide note hasn't been written yet......"

"Xixi, you're fine, don't be pessimistic, with Gu Lanchen here, he will definitely help you!" Tong Wanwan comforted him.

"No, no, I'm in trouble, my leg doesn't seem to be mine anymore, I'm unconscious, the ghost must have gnawed my leg."

"Bustling ......"

"I'm going to die~~~"

The two of them were talking anxiously and crumblingly across Gu Lanchen.

Gu Lanchen: "......"

Ahead, Song Yuexiu's face turned pale and kicked the plate away from his feet.

Then he rubbed the food stuck to the soles of his shoes with great disgust, and spit out a sentence in his thin lips, "It's dirty!" ”

Belch~~~~

Three black lines appeared on Tong Wanwan's forehead.

She looked at Song Yuexiu's side, and saw that a certain cleanliness addict was rubbing his feet stained with rice grains on the grass next to him.

So...... Is he the one who stepped on the plate?

So what did He Xi do after yelling for a long time?

She shone the flashlight under He Xi's feet, and it was clean.

This kid is insane!

"Xixi, you didn't step on the sacrifice, it was Song Yuexiu who stepped on it." Gu Lanchen told He Xi the truth.

"Huh? Is it? It was stepped on by the president, and it was great, great. He Xi was as happy as if he had escaped and ascended to heaven.

However, less than three seconds after this ascension, he was shot down by the cold eyes of the boss, and a gloomy voice floated over, "Are you so happy that I stepped on it?" ”

“…… Not the president! He Xi broke out in a cold sweat.

"Hahaha~~~ You deserve it~~~I'm happy~~~ You just wait for the fierce ghost to find you to play home!" Tong Wanwan gloated and laughed exaggeratedly.

As soon as she finished speaking, a demonic wind suddenly blew around the quiet surroundings.

It blew from behind Song Yuexiu, and it was as cold as a knife scraping through her body.

Gu Lanchen's expression became slightly serious, "Song Yuexiu, you not only stepped on it, but also kicked it away, it really came to you." ”

Song Yuexiu pressed her eyebrows, and sneered weakly, "Are you here to shine my shoes?" ”

"Song Yuexiu, don't be kidding, that's the fiercest ghost, almost behind Gu Lanchen." Tong Wanwan was so anxious that he stomped his feet, and he was gloating and cursing him just now, but now he is really here, and he is anxious.

Song Yuexiu: Is this woman serious?

Let him hide behind Gu Lanchen?

Seeing that he was still not moving, Tong Wanwan was not calm, let go of Gu Lanchen's hand, and ran towards him, accidentally crushing a few sacrifices along the way.

Although her little heart also clicked a few times, she couldn't care about it so much at the moment.

She went over, grabbed him by the collar and dragged him back.

As a result, the person did not drag over, but he dragged him over.

"I'll prove it to you, there are no ghosts at all!" Song Yuexiu hugged her and faced the wind in front of her, which was indeed a bit strange.

Tong Wanwan thought to herself: Die!

I thought to myself: Gu Lanchen, you can't see death without help!

Seeing that something seemed to be coming towards them in the yin wind, although she couldn't see it with the naked eye, she could really feel that it was getting closer and closer.

However, suddenly, the strong wind reached half a meter away, and it stopped without warning, as if the pause button had been pressed.

The surroundings also returned to tranquility in an instant.

Hey~~~

Fierce ghosts also thunder and rain is small?