Something staring at you from behind?

Realizing this, the poem whispered a chill behind it.

Like, maybe, maybe, maybe...... There were literally countless pairs of eyes staring at her.

Reddened eyes, bleeding eyes, pus-draining eyes...... Countless pairs of terrifying eyes stared at her behind her back.

Bloodstained, dry, trembling hands slowly reached for her.

It seems to want to grab her by the neck and take her over.

I can't think about it anymore. ’

I can't think about it anymore. ’

I can't think about it anymore. ’

Although the poem whispers in her heart and constantly tells herself - this is all fake.

"Angry landlord, my sister's best friend wants me to confess!" Chapter 340, the poem whispered and begged for mercy is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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