The white figure suddenly saw Su Ruan standing in the living room, and instantly rushed in the direction of Su Ruan.

"Help me! Help me! ”

Su Ruan ignored him, turned back to the room, and closed the door.

A "thud" shut the figure out of the door.

The "bang-bang" knock on the door outside, accompanied by the hoarse voice of a man, was an indescribable absurdity.

"Open the door! I'm Yuliu! We saw it yesterday! ”

"You can't die without help!"

"Help me, help me!"

However, Su Ruan just leaned his back against the door, without any expression on his face.

Ling Luo, who was lying on the bed, didn't know when he disappeared, leaving only an empty position.

But Su Ruan felt a strange aura.

In this space, you are not alone.

"Open the door!"

"Su Soft! Open the door for me! ”

Su was panting, her cheeks were slightly red, and she looked very bad.

But she spoke very quickly: "I won't open the door." ”

"There will be no strong party looking for help from the weak side."

"You're not Youliu, or you, and you're not at ease."

As Su Ruan spoke, he turned around, took out a hairpin from his body and stuck it on the door, completely locking it.

After Su Ruan finished these movements, she slid down with her back against the door and sat on the ground. At the same time, the crystal ball in her palm began to heat up.

The temperature above was about to burn her palm.

Su Ruan opened his palm, and the purple crystal ball began to light up again, as if it was alive.

"Give it back to me."

Su Ruan instantly raised his head when he heard this.

Lingluo, who had disappeared, stood in front of her.

It's just that the place where there should have been arms is now empty, only the cuffs are shaking in the air.

She hung her head, her long hair covered her face, and her snow-white hair was dyed blood-red, which looked particularly weird.

Tick-tock, blood slid down her cheeks, dripping to the ground, forming a small dark pool.

As if it had life, the crack in the ground kept moving, and finally the moment it came into contact with the blood, it absorbed the blood with lightning speed.

The clean ground hides all the gore, and the dapples of daylight change with time.

It was just an instant, the light and shadow alternated, and the moonlight hit Ling Luo's body.

Su Ruan subconsciously curled up his fingers, looked at such a strange Lingluo and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then replied: "You don't have hands, how can I pay you back." ”

Outside the window, the wind howled, and the cold moon shone on the ground through the blood-stained window, forming the appearance of a monster.

Su Ruan knew that the Lingluo in front of him was not Lingluo at all.

"Lingluo" raised her head, and the sunglasses on her face didn't know where they fell, revealing what she looked like under the sunglasses.

It was supposed to be a binocular place, but two deep grooves appeared, and the eyeballs disappeared.

Two dark water stains slowly fell from the sunken eye sockets.

Maybe it's because the light is so dim that you can't tell if it's blood or tears.

Su Ruan didn't seem to see this grotesque scene, and looked at "Lingluo" with ignorant eyes.

She felt a coldness in this "Lingluo" body.

If she wasn't Lingluo, then who was she?

Could it be the "ghost" of this room?

Su Ruan's mind was brainstorming, and she looked around, looking for a way to escape.

Suddenly, Su Ruan's gaze froze, and the anxiety in his heart was a little less.

"Lingluo" didn't listen to Su Ruan's words, and kept repeating in his mouth, "Give it back to me, give it back to me." ”

She was getting closer and closer to Su Ruan, so close that Su Ruan could smell the strange smell on her.

It is the smell of disinfectant water.

It's like the pungent smell of soaking in formalin all year round.

Su Ruan finally figured out why Lingluo was attacked by an invisible ghost.

Among them, there was a man who worked with ghosts.

There was a "traitor" between them.

Choosing to start when the flowers are in full bloom outside the window is to mask the smell of formalin.

"Lingluo" stretched his neck, came to Su Ruan's face, and faced Su Ruan with that pale face, as if he wanted to see her crying in pain.

However, in the next second, there was a "poof", the sound of something sharp inserting into the flesh.

Su Ruan's eyes were blocked by "Lingluo", and everyone couldn't see the calmness and indifference in her eyes.

Only "Lingluo" saw it.

Su Soft's voice was even soft.

So much physical action made her a little exhausted.

Su Ruan's forehead oozed some sweat, she gasped, but the movements of her hands did not drag the mud and water, and simply shook "Lingluo" away from her hands.

Then he pulled a pencil from her neck, frowned, and muttered something in a low voice.

"I can't ask for this pencil."

Thin blood splattered on her pale face, and the moonlight happened to fall on the corners of her eyes, coating her with a cold light.

The viewer howls like madness.

[I thought it was a soft-hearted little white flower, but it turned out to be a man-eating flower! ] 】

[That action is so beautiful, so crisp. 】

[The expression is also very sensitive, and it feels really crazy.] 】

[So is it a character with a low moral bottom line? ] I feel like my spirit is a little low. 】

[No matter how ruthless it is, what can it do? Her body is so weak, it's easy to die, don't be high, liking everything will only hurt herself. 】

[It's a pity, You Liu likes this kind of hard bones the most, and he will definitely torture it. 】

[Tsk, what a pity. 】

[Let the young lady live for a while longer, I really like this kind of little white flower crazy criticism! ] 】

Su Ruan wiped his face with the back of his hand, got up and walked to the toilet, and turned on the faucet.

The cold water fell on the back of her hand, and she was just about to rub it twice, but in the next second, the painting style changed abruptly.

The overhead lights flickered and flickered, and it wasn't very normal at first glance.

The liquid flowing in the faucet gradually became viscous, from a refreshing liquid, to plasma.

Su Ruan slowly raised his head and looked at the mirror in front of him.

However, in the mirror, he did not look up, and was still washing his hands.

Su Ruan pinched his fingertips and looked at himself in the mirror and suddenly trembled.

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee......"

She was laughing maniacally, looking crazy.

Suddenly!

She raised her head, bared her teeth and threw herself on the mirror, slapping Su Soft fiercely.

It's just that she is like a doll locked in the window, struggling for a long time and can't get out.

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee......"

"You are me, I am you ......"

"I want to come out and play too, hehehehehe......"

Corre, corre, gatito. ）”

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee......"

Her voice echoed through the empty toilet, a small room, but like she was in a wide area.

The mirror made a "sizzle" sound, and the figure inside began to change constantly.

Just as Su Ruan picked up the paintbrush and was about to stab at the mirror, Lingluo's voice came from inside.

"Don't do it!"