To survive in the horror world, the first thing to do is to overcome the fear in your heart and face the body.

No matter how cruel the dead body, he must learn to face it.

What clues might be found from the body.

Wen Youyang held back the discomfort of vomiting in the stomach, and carefully observed the blood color "amber".

Yu Na was right. From the facial expression of the corpse, he did die without pain.

Eyebrows are calm, hands rest naturally on his chest.

If it wasn't for a layer of blood, think of him as just asleep.

Wen Youyang looked at the body from head to toe, and there was nothing special about it.

His heart was a little disappointed.

He was going to step down from the stairs.

However, at this moment he glanced at the face of the corpse by the way.

It was just this glance that caused a layer of cold sweat on his back, and goose bumps all over him.

The face that used to be peaceful was now extremely embarrassing.

His blood-red eyes widened in the direction of Wen Youyang, his mouth widened to the limit of human beings, and he even had a tendency to crack.

Wen Youyang's heart throbbed, his body stiffened and he didn't dare to move.

He thought, wouldn't this man be a corpse? What should he do? Shouting and jumping down, or continue to maintain the current posture and do not wait for Lu Zhu to come?

A sweat dripped slowly from Wen Youyang's forehead, and he did not dare to look at the corpse's eyes.

The people below saw the strangeness of him, and they knew something, and no one spoke.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Wen Youyang felt that every second now was difficult, he hesitated and decided to look at the body.

He looked up, still surprised by the expression on the body.

However, when he looked at the body for a few more seconds, he found that the direction the body was looking at was not him, but behind him.

When Wen Youyang realized this, he felt a little cold behind his ears, as if something was breathing into his ears.

However, if it is a human being, it should be hot.

It's cold now ...

Wen Youyang was covered with hair and his scalp was numb.

He didn't dare to look back at all. He was afraid that after watching it, not only his ears would be cold, but his whole body was also cold.

He felt the coldness slowly move forward from behind his ears, followed by a growing **** smell.

Wen Youyang had no idea what he should do.

Shouldn't he come to see him?

Is he coming to death?

I knew it would come after Lu Zhu finished washing, he is a newbie of LV1. What can I do?

The coolness and **** taste were moving towards Wen Youyang's face, and Wen Youyang closed his eyes simply because he was afraid to see Zhang Jiaqi again.

He is desperate.

At this moment, however, a force dragged him off the stairs.

A piercing scream sounded in Wen Youyang's ears, and it was clear that it was a girl's voice.

Wen Youyang was dragged down from the stairs and naturally stood unstable after coming down.

A puppet fell into the man's arms.

Wen Youyang looked up and saw the handsome and unparalleled face: "..."

Xi Yan looked at him lightly, and Wu Shen's eyes looked indifferent.

Wen Youyang reluctantly held up a smile: "... Hey, big brother."

The hanging heart also fell to the ground.

With Lu Zhu, he can't die.