In the pitch-black room, a few pink tentacles waved and went their own way.

I'm busy wiping the dust off the surface of the box that I don't know what it contains, I'm busy cleaning up the corpses in the room, etc... Determined to give Lin Ling a comfortable and comfortable environment.

Of course, at the same time, they didn't forget to find something to hold the door against it, lest those ugly-looking things outside break in and scare Lin Ling.

Well, it's about those broken bamboos that are not ghosts or ghosts.

And Lin Ling...

It is wrapped around the waist and abdomen and hands by several other tentacles

"Becoming a White Moonlight in a Horror Game" Chapter 105 Hell Train: Don't be afraid, my cousin is here to save you~ It's hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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