At this moment, he turned his head and saw Chu Keqing staring stiffly at him!
No, to be precise, she was staring nervously behind him with her eyes wide open?
Chen Yan's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly turned around...
The flashlight's beam flickered across, and he saw that in the once empty second-floor corridor they had walked down...
A shadow was floating in mid-air, swaying back and forth...
Chen Yan immediately shone his phone's flashlight over. As the beam sliced through the darkness, he noticed a piece of rope dangling from the ceiling near the stairway, unnoticed until now!
A figure was hanging from the rope by the neck, with its feet lightly struggling and twisting!
Chu Keqing took a sharp breath...
The figure hanging under the ceiling was wearing a blood-red dress!
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Although Chu Keqing had cultivation, she was still a woman. In the dead of night, in such an eerie, abandoned building, faced with a ghostly figure in a red dress hanging in the corridor...
