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Close to the security gate behind his back, Chu Jiu's eyes were full of despair.

No matter how strong the disguise is, the girl who has just entered college is still terrified after seeing the darkness rushing towards her a little bit.

Her body began to tremble. She couldn't see the other person, but she could feel the cold chill.

A pair of bloodthirsty eyes were staring at her in the dark, about to harvest her life.

The moment she closed the safety door, her ending was doomed, but she couldn't tell why she made such a decision.

Just looking at Sister Xu Yi, the flowers fell, Wan Yuanning and their lives bloomed like fireworks, and finally returned to silence, she really didn't want to abandon anyone and leave.

Maybe... I don't want to face the cowardly self again.

She is tired.

The load on the painting was too heavy, so she chose to escape and left the painting to Jiao Tailang. It's better to get rid of the tormenting things as soon as possible.

At the moment the painting was passed on, she became the most real girl who was afraid, fearful, and crying.

The scenes from this mission flashed through her mind frame by frame, like a movie.

Sister Xu Yi opened the car door, jumped out of the last smile in front of the car, clung to the ghost's legs tightly, and yelled to let herself run against the darkness, don't look back.

Wan Yuanning, who doesn't talk very much, looks at people and even blushes.

Who could have guessed that her skill was so good, she rushed to Wei Jinting, and the back image of buying time for herself was like a butterfly fighting fire.

Jiao Tailang is also a gentle person, as can be seen from his attitude towards Weng Qing.

Chu Jiu raised the corners of his mouth.

When he came back and was surrounded by everyone for interrogation, his hands were unnaturally pulled together, like a big boy caught in a puppy love.

That chubby man named Jiang Fugui, Chu Jiu felt kind when he saw him.

She doesn't know why, maybe it's... he doesn't look like a bad person, let herself trust him inexplicably.

After Sister Xu Yi left, he still repeated his so-called survival secrets with himself over and over again. He didn't know that those things he said were the most simple things.

Not only does he understand, but he also knows more.

But looking at his serious eyes, Chu Jiu still couldn't bear to interrupt him, just listened to him patiently, and echoed a few words from time to time.

This made Fatty more emotional and praised her for her great comprehension many times.

Finally... another man appeared in Chu Jiu's mind.

People live up to their names.

Hao Shuai.

Seeing that he didn't make much adjustments, he clearly had a breezy Jiyue face, but he did a shameful act in the mouth of Sister Xu Yi.

how to say?

I can't see through this person. His expression is much richer than his mental activity. Sometimes he stands beside him, but he always feels that there is something separated from him.

This person's indifference stems from deep in his heart.

He doesn't seem to care about anything.

At the beginning of the mission, he would stare at him squintly or wanly, but after Sister Xu Yi died, the man's temperament changed instantly.

She still remembers the hand that paused in mid-air after the car rushed out of the tunnel, the hand that was sitting in the back row, and the fear in his eyes.

It's like a child with his beloved toy stolen.

At least for that moment, Chu Jiu was convinced that he was willing to save Sister Xu Yi.

But if you use the word love to describe it, it would be a little taken for granted. There is a feeling in her heart that can't be said to be a feeling.

At that moment, perhaps it was not Sister Xu Yi that he really wanted to save, but himself.

After discovering that Sister Xu Yi had completely changed into the past and could no longer come back, the fear in the man's eyes quickly faded, and replaced by an irrepressible anger.

"Crunch—"

Chu Jiu's body halted, and then a hand tightly grasped her arm, and the huge force dragged her into the darkness.

The door was closed very lightly.

Chu Jiu could feel that there was another person beside him, because he could hear his gasping sound.

But she couldn't determine whether this person was a ghost or a ghost, so she shrank in the corner, covering her mouth, not daring to make a sound.

The man seemed to be lying on the door listening for a while, and then slowly walked towards her, "It's me." The voice was low.

It seems that the danger outside the door has not been eliminated.

At the moment he heard the sound, Chu Jiu almost jumped up excitedly, it was Jiang Fugui!

"Keep your voice down." The fat man hurriedly covered her mouth, "That thing is still outside, you want to die!"

Then the fat man pulled Chu Jiu, and the two came to the balcony far from the door, "Why are you here?" Chu Jiu asked in surprise.

The fat man's huge head shook, and he seemed to be puzzled by the current situation, "I don't know. At first I remembered being with Hao Shuai and Jiao Tailang, but as soon as he turned around, they were gone. "

"Dead?" Chu Jiu was shocked. She just passed the painting to Jiao Tailang. This product won't be sold so quickly, right.

I knew I would let him leave a cover.

"No, no." The fat man immediately explained, and the two briefly stroked their respective encounters, and finally figured out the order.

Jiao Tailang only met himself after being separated from them.

I also blamed that when I ran into Jiao Tailang, the time was too tight and it was too late to say more.

The cold feeling outside the door still exists, but I don't know why, it's just outside the door, but there is no plan to break in.

After all, ghosts will not be blocked by an ordinary door.

Seemingly thinking of something, Chu Jiu's face changed in an instant, and she crept to the door with the courage, then squatted down and checked the door frame carefully.

After a while, he returned, and said with a sigh of relief: "It's not a picture frame, this room should not be a new strange story." "The painting is not in our hands, so the guy outside the door doesn't want to kill us in a hurry, he just needs to trap us. Here you can ~lightnovelpub.net~ Chu Jiu's opinions were highly approved by the fat man.

"Look for something like a rope first." Chu Jiu lowered his voice, "If it is really not there, we will tear the curtains to make a rope, and then put the rope down from the balcony. Let's climb down the rope and maybe we can get out of it. ."

The fat man thought for two seconds, pretending to be deep, and said: "That's the only thing I have to do. I actually thought about it just now, but I didn't say it."

"Because I don't think it's perfect." The fat man added.

"Brother Fugui, you are the smartest." Chu Jiu acquainted him with a step, after all, the ghost was still at the door, and he didn't know when he would come in without martial ethics.

Chu Jiu gave the flashlight to the fat man, took the phone that Hua Luo finally gave to him, and the two slowly searched in the room.

The flashlight swept across the wall. The position in the middle of the wall attracted the attention of the fat man. There was a large picture hanging there.

There is a man and a woman above.

Like a wedding photo taken by a newlyweds.