If it weren't for this sudden surge of yin qi, Fu Jun and Qi Lao and the others really wouldn't have been able to detect that a powerful ghost had come to their side.

Yuyin looked at 'me', only to see a deep fear in her eyes.

And 'I' don't care, or I just want to clean up this mess early and leave.

After arriving at the downstairs of the bachelor's apartment, Bai Qi and Yuyin had an argument over whether to take the stairs or the elevator.

Bai Qi's opinion is to solve these problems early and leave early, so I want to take the elevator. Yuyin, on the other hand, thinks that safety is the most important thing, so she wants to take the stairs.

Faced with the two ghosts who were arguing, Fu Jun had no choice but to say.

"In this case, the two of you will go all the way alone, and we will divide into two sides and go upstairs."

The purpose of Fu Jun and the others on this trip was to go to Xu Weiwei's home on the twelfth floor.

Subsequently, Fu Jun and Qi Lao were divided into two people, Fu Jun followed Bai Qi, and Qi Lao followed Xu Weiwei.

That's the best way to do it right now.

After the distribution, Fu Jun followed Bai Qi and walked into the elevator.

It's very common in the elevator, but you can see a lot of dust that has not been used for a long time.

There are also corners, where there are two places where there is no dust accumulation, and a vacuum that resembles two footprints has been formed.

As soon as Fu Jun came in, he stared at this footprint, and he had a feeling that there was something wrong with these two footprints.

But what is the specific question, Fu Jun can't answer.

Then, the elevators slowly closed, isolating the faces of Qi Lao and Yuyin.

Seeing that there was no one around except 'me' and Fu Jun, Fu Jun said.

"Bai Qi, I know you're very strong, but in the world, you'd better be careful,"

"The ghosts here are fickle, and there is a ghost king behind them who is manipulating all this, even if it is you, you may be a troublemaker here."

There is still one sentence that Fu Jun has not said, that is, Bai Qi is now using my body.

If he does, it's my body. If my physical body dies, then Bai Qi will also suffer.

And this matter, there is no need for the prince to say it, Bai Qi will naturally know.

But Bai Qi was silent, just quietly watching the elevator door close, and I didn't know if I heard it or not.

The elevator went up slowly, and everything was so ordinary and uneventful.

Just when Fu Jun thought that this would not be without a trap, suddenly, there was a slight chill from behind Fu Jun.

At the same time, Fu Jun saw a figure floating quietly behind him from the reflection of the elevator door.

It may be wrong to say that it is drifting.

I saw that there was a rope around the neck of that figure, which connected the neck of the figure with the sky above the elevator.

And on the face of the figure, a tongue that has become purple is shaking on the top of Fu Jun's head, and the fishy saliva is slowly dripping.

Hanged man!

Fu Jun realized this, but he could only widen his eyes and did not make any movement.

It's not that Fu Jun doesn't want to move, but if you look closely, you will find that Fu Jun's figure has been dragged off the ground at this moment.

Fu Jun's face began to turn red, and a deep strangulation mark appeared on Fu Jun's neck at this moment!

If you look at it from the reflection of the elevator door, you can see that on the neck of the prince, at this moment, it is the same as the hanged ghost, and a rope falling from the sky strangled him to death.

The suffocating sensation of death came, and a trace of hallucinations appeared in front of Fu Jun's eyes.

Fu Jun struggled as hard as he could, but the more he struggled, the tighter the rope around his throat became.

Soon, Fu Jun had already felt a breaking sound coming from his throat.

It's the sound of a broken laryngeal bone.

Fu Jun used his last strength to look in front of him, only to see 'I' standing in front of Fu Jun and looking at him quietly, without the slightest intention of making a move.

Or, quietly waiting for death to come.

Fu Jun's tongue was forced to stick out, and now Fu Jun's appearance was almost exactly the same as the hanged ghost seen in the reflection in the elevator door.

At this moment, the hanging ghost that appeared in the reflection seemed to sense that the death of the prince was approaching, and he saw that the hanging ghost slowly stretched out his hand, and from the reflection in the elevator door, a pale hand slowly grew.

Then, the figure of the hanged ghost became more and more, and after a while, the whole figure of the hanged ghost appeared in the elevator.

But the strange thing is that the hanged ghost completely ignored the 'me' standing on the side, and walked straight towards Fujun.

Moreover, a strange smile appeared on 'my' face.

Seeing this scene, Fu Jun knew why no matter how stupid he was.

Bai Qi in front of him didn't think about helping them at all, but wanted to kill them one by one!

Fear rose in Fu Jun's heart, and he struggled harder, but the more he struggled, the tighter the rope around his neck became.

Before, it was just a broken throat bone, but now, Fu Jun's throat was only the size of three fingers.

But even so, Fu Jun still did not die, or struggled on the verge of death.

But soon, Fu Jun struggled to move.

For the hanged man had already wandered to him.

The hanged ghost gently touched Fu Jun's face, but with this slight look, the skin on Fu Jun's face fell off in an instant.

There was a sound of flesh tearing.

At this moment, Fu Jun's face suddenly became half normal, while the other half was like flesh and blood leaking outside.

But the hanged ghost had to do more than that, only to see the hanged ghost's hand reach out to the flesh and blood exposed by the king. Then there was a popping sound, and Fu Jun only felt a sharp pain coming from his face.

Then he looked down and saw that the hanged man's maggot-infested hand was now sticking to the flesh on his cheek!

And the hand continued to go deeper, and Fu Jun felt the hanged man's hand pass from his cheek, into his mouth, and then into his stomach with his throat......

All kinds of strange feelings made Fu Jun really unbearable and wanted to vomit.

But at this moment, Fu Jun's throat was strangled by the rope of the hanging ghost, and he couldn't vomit at all.

Under a series of tortures, Fu Jun's consciousness began to blur, and in a trance, Fu Jun saw a woman walking towards him.

Anno ...... Is that you? Anno ......"

Fu Jun couldn't say anything at all, these words were all the voice of Fu Jun's faint breath.

Then, Fu Jun closed his mouth again.

How could the one in his mouth come to save him, who had died thousands of years ago.

Died in the ghosts brought out by the Yin-Yang Elevator.

Maybe when people die, they are also kind in their words. Fu Jun was close to death at the moment, but his brain suddenly became clear.