Tan Chixiang gave Qian Keer a most grateful hug and told Qian Keer that she would always remember her.

But this is not the answer Qian Keer wants.

She really thought about sacrificing herself for Tan Chixiang, and Tan Chixiang took a fancy to Qian Keer's point that she agreed to be with her.

But Tan Chixiang ignored one point, the payment of love is never one-sided, if a person gives everything to love another person, then he must also long for someone who can love him violently until death.

The same is true of the love brain.

They will first pay like crazy, and then after reaching the threshold that their hearts can bear, they will begin to consume in their hearts, thinking that they are already so enthusiastic, why is the other party still not heating up?

In this vicious circle of internal friction, the love brain often does some more extreme things in the end, the light one suddenly proposes to break up or the cold war, and the heavy one ...... Love and hate.

That's how Qian Keer is.

At the end of her life, she wished that her lover could die with her.

Just like her.

But Tan Chixiang couldn't do it at all.

If Tan Chixiang had realized this just now and responded with a lie, then the person under the red hijab at this time would not be her, but Qian Ke'er, who met the final appeal of her heart.

She didn't really want Tan Chixiang to die here with her, she just ...... An answer is required.

At this moment, Tan Chixiang, who was covered in blood, didn't even have time to make any struggling movements, and fell into a death-like silence at that moment.

Her complexion began to turn pale, blue veins loomed, and her hands were slowly folded and placed in front of her, like a lady who was about to marry in ancient times.

Da –

Da –

Da –

Not far from the front of the hallway, the sound of high heels stepping on the ground was getting closer and closer, and it wasn't long before a woman in a white dress appeared in the dim hallway, with a wicked smile on her lips and a withered body, holding a paintbrush in her left hand and a utility knife in her right hand.

If you look closely, you can see that the tip of the artist's knife in the woman's right hand is still dripping with dark red liquid......

On her feet, she wore the red high heels that were as bright as blood, and these shoes were very ill-fitting, much larger, and looked out of place on her feet.

And behind the woman, the head of the Buddha rolling on the ground also appeared, as well as the headless corpse of Wan Shouquan, which was already highly decomposed.

They all stood in the shadows, staring coldly at Qian Ke'er and the others, as if they were thinking about how to divide the two preys.

However, such a confrontation did not last long, and Tan Chixiang, who was wearing a red hijab, took the lead......

Her body was lifted up, her toes gently scraping the ground, and she pounced directly towards the ghost!

And Qian Keer also took advantage of this opportunity to intersperse among the ghosts.

She didn't know why the ghost on the 12th floor hadn't appeared for a long time, but now she couldn't wait any longer!

Qian Ke'er charged forward desperately, her eyes were bloodshot, her lips moved, and she seemed to be saying something, I don't know if she was apologizing to Tan Chixiang or cursing Ning Qiushui and them......

Soon, without the obstruction of the ghost, she rushed all the way to the gate of the building, and in front of the huge glass door, she saw the three people standing outside.

Ning Qiushui: They seemed to be waiting for the car.

Qian Keer rushed to the glass door, banging on the glass door frantically, the three of them were startled by the sudden movement behind them, they looked back and found that Qian Keer was lying on the glass door, staring at them like a female ghost!

Wen Xue ...... Wenxue!! ”

Qian Keer banged the glass door, screaming from her mouth.

Wen Xue was not frightened by Qian Keer's murderous eyes, she looked at Qian Keer coldly, as if she was looking at a poor worm.

"Is there something wrong?"

She said.

"If it's for me to open the door for you, forget it, I don't have the key, the key is in Manager Yan's hand, if he shows up later, maybe I can help you ask......"

Before Wen Xue's yin and yang weird words were finished, Qian Ke'er stuck her forehead on the glass door.

Bang!

"I'm dead, do you think you'll be able to escape?"

Qian Ke'er suddenly showed a hideous smile.

"Wang Qi will find you, and your crippled mother with only one leg left, guess how she will die?"

"Guess how you're going to die?"

Looking at her incoherent appearance, the look on Wen Xue's face turned cold, and she also followed her example and stuck to the glass door, and said coldly:

"Everyone is floating on the rivers and lakes, and the wives and children are not in trouble, and whether they live or die depends on their ability...... I hate it most in my life when people threaten me with my family, do you tell me this, do you think I'm going to save you? ”

"I'll tell you, Qian Ke'er, you're dead!"

"You and your idiot girlfriend are going to die here!"

"Besides, you can't see how I died, but how did you die...... I can see it clearly! ”

As she spoke, she looked behind Qian Ke'er, with a subtle expression on her face.

Qian Ke'er also realized something, her body stiffened suddenly, and then slowly turned around......

In the darkness behind her, at some point, stood a woman covered in blood, most of her body was torn, and the whole person was hung like a marionette, only the toes touched the ground, and a red hijab dripping blood fell from the top of her head......

Seeing this familiar body, Qian Keer's soles were cold.

Of course she knew that the person under the red hijab was Tan Chixiang, but ...... It's a little different than before.

The current Tan Chixiang should not be called a "human".

Click-

Click-

In the dark, Tan Chixiang slowly raised her feet, her knees didn't seem to bend, her legs were lifted straight and fell straight down, her toes were stiff and straight, like a ballet dancer, and like a corpse that was already dying.

Her upper body was unstable, so she staggered and walked towards Qian Keer in a weird posture.

"Kerr...... Kerr......"

"Where are you ......"

"It's so dark......"

"I can't see anything...... Where are you...... Don't you want me...... Kerr......"

A chilling voice echoed through the hall, giving goosebumps to the blowers.

Qian Ke'er slowly retreated, and in a few steps, her back was pressed against the glass door, trembling violently!

"Chi Xiang...... Not me...... Don't blame me ......"

Qian Keer covered her mouth with her hands and cried silently.

The tattered woman with the red hijab circled the hall in a strange pose, and it seemed that she really couldn't find where Qian Ke'er was.

A few minutes later, seeing that it was about to leave, Wen Xue suddenly "accidentally" hit the glass door, making a huge noise.

"Ouch, why did you accidentally slip on your foot......"

Wen Xue directed and acted by herself, scolding and scolding.

Hearing this movement, Tan Chixiang, who was originally about to leave, suddenly stopped and slowly turned to look at the ......

ps: There is still a shift before 12 o'clock, and the copy will end tomorrow.