The unused wards were quieter than the rest, and there were no lights in the corridors, only a little light emanating from the closed and narrow corridors.

The two players leaned against the wall, trembling at the door, their whole bodies tense.

After all this time, they didn't see anyone else, but there was a lot of nervousness and fear in their hearts, and they just hoped that time would pass quickly.

I don't know what time it is, it was dark and quiet outside, and the high tension should not feel sleepy, but the two of them fell asleep unconsciously.

When I woke up again, I heard something else in the room.

It's heavy, it's cold, and it's an indescribable fear.

I can't tell whether the coldness on my body comes from the outside or from myself.

"Hong Guang, Hong Guang!" The short man lowered his voice and shook the person next to him, "Wake up, don't you sleep!" ”

"What's the matter?" Hong Guang opened his sleepy eyes, his mind was not very clear, and he didn't notice anything wrong, "Dong Liaoda, why are you so surprised." ”

"Listen carefully." Dong Liaoda's cold hair stood up, "There are people in the room!" ”

Hong Guang listened suspiciously, this one was inaudible, there was really another person's breathing!

There were only two of them here, and the door was closed, but the sound of breathing became clearer and clearer, as if an invisible person was approaching them little by little.

The unknown is the most terrifying.

"Shall we go out?" Hong Guang opened his mouth with difficulty.

The sound of the door being opened was very strange, and there seemed to be footsteps going up in the corridor at the end of the corridor, and the two of them couldn't help but dare to go out timidly, and the door was closed again.

"What are you doing behind closed doors?" Dong Liaoda said to Hong Guang dissatisfied.

He hadn't made up his mind whether to go out or not.

"Didn't you close it?"

As soon as Hong Guang's words fell, the two of them fell silent at the same time, and then, their faces turned to horror.

None of them closed the door, so who was the one who closed the door?

The chilling breathing was still there, getting heavier and heavier, getting closer, and accompanied by a hoarse, painful muffled sound.

Right next to them.

Hong Guangmu turned his head with a wooden face, and a face that smelled of rot caught his eye.

"Ah!!h

Hong Guang was frightened and retreated, and the amulet props saved his life at a critical moment.

He fixed his eyes and saw that it was not an empty ward at all, but there were many patients standing in the dark, their faces covered in a layer of black air, and looking at them with a look like a hungry man seeing food, mixed with a hint of resentment.

And the black mist rising behind him had already touched his back.

Dong Liaoda twisted the doorknob in a panic, and the green tendons on his hands burst out, and the doorknob just didn't move, as if someone was deliberately disagreeing with him and not letting him go out.

In the blink of an eye, there was an extra miserable white palm on the door, Dong Liaoda glanced back, gritted his teeth and took out the props, bounced the thing blocking the door, pulled the door open and ran out.

"Wait for me!!" Hong Guang stumbled out with a white face.

They hadn't gone a few steps before the doors on either side were open, and the wraiths inside looked at them with a strange smile.

Dong Liaoda's amulet offset the damage again, and finally ran to the stairs.

But at this time, he suddenly found that Hong Guang next to him was not quite right, and when he stopped, he saw that this person was not Hong Guang at all!

It didn't pretend at all, its smile stiffened, and it didn't speak, but Dong Liaoda understood what it meant, and it was waiting—waiting for his talisman props to use up the number of times the damage was offset.

(End of chapter)