"Who is it?" she asked with courage and took a few steps back.

No one answered.

"Open the door, I'm going out!" She heard her voice trembling.

Still no one answered.

She hesitated for a moment, held the candle rabbit with the blood-wood sword hidden in her bag with one hand, and turned the door handle with the other. As the handle turned, the door made a crisp spring sound and opened easily.

The door was empty, and only the mottled lights in the dance floor shone in the narrow corridor, paired with the sound of music that seemed very distant, making it look a bit lonely and beautiful.

Suddenly, a strange shadow appeared in front of her, her hair was scattering and her face was shaking, so scared that Xiao Xia screamed, almost dropped her bag on the ground.

"Do a little bit, Obasan!" The visitor pushed Xiaoxia away and walked straight in.

It turned out to be an eighteen-nine-year-old girl. Her strange costumes and the colorful lights that change from time to time make her look as terrible as a living ghost. She is not a real ghost. But she is too angry. Not only is she rude, she also calls her beautiful sister Obasan. In this way, Gu Yufang's age is not enough to be buried immediately to be worthy of the logic of these new and new humans?!

Xiao Xia relaxed, maybe the door was stuck, and she accepted the psychological hints of the two women just now and had hallucinations. Wanli often said that this was his biggest psychological shortcoming.

She thought about this and stepped out of the bathroom. When she turned around, she felt a cold wind approaching her ears, and she clearly heard the slow voice behind her saying, "No one outside the door just now."

This is not an illusion!

Xiao Xia's scalp was numb and ran out of the corridor without thinking. She traveled through the entire crowded dance floor in one breath before she dared to turn around. She confirmed that the surroundings were full of real humans, and the "it" did not chase after it.

But at this time, she felt that everyone around her was quiet and looked in one direction, which made her heart tighten for a moment, mistakenly thinking that something abnormal had occurred. Then she found that the abnormality was not that there was a ghost who ate people, but because someone stood on the stage.

He was a female singer, twenty-six or seven years old, with an extremely beautiful and beautiful face, wearing a sexy red dress, with a half-exposed breasts, and a charming charm, which attracted the attention of everyone present.

Xiaoxia looked at her and suddenly felt a little dazed. She felt that she had met her, but she couldn't remember it for a moment. While she was thinking hard, the female singer had already started singing--

Love is just an annoying game, it is not surprising at all. Men are just something to be used for entertainment, nothing great -

The singer stood there indifferently singing without any gesture to please the audience, but the song "frivolous, sexy, two-point contempt, three-point mockery" and "five" and "five" were sang by her the essence and taste that the emperor superstar would not sing, as if she was born a goddess who was distorted by all beings but disdainful to men. This made Xiaoxia admire and also made the men present fascinated, and did not mind the singer's arrogant or even impatient attitude at all.

After the song was over, facing the tide of applause, the singer nodded slightly to the audience in the audience. When she saw Xiaoxia with her beautiful black eyes, Xiaoxia suddenly remembered who she was.

It was a kind passerby who used tissues to help her stop bleeding when she met a robber on the road!

Meeting an acquaintance here made Xiaoxia excited. She waved her hand to attract the singer's attention, but the singer's eyes swept across the scene and turned around and left.

"She only sings one song every day, and then she leaves after singing." A man said behind Xiaoxia, frightening Xiaoxia. When he turned around, he found that it was the beautiful boy who had served her. "But a large number of men come to support these few minutes every day."

"She sang very well." Some people are born like this, and they always make people look up and fascinated, inexplicably attracted, and willingly poisoned!

"Many people want to make her record, and she doesn't want to praise her as a star." The beautiful boy's tone was full of admiration, "She ignored anyone. She said that men are all mean and cherished the most if they can't get." He described this, and did not think that Xiao Xia was just a stranger, and forgot that he was also a 'man'.

"That's to say it's hard to see her?"

"Yes!" The beautiful boy nodded, surprised by the enthusiasm in Xiaoxia's eyes.

Xiao Xia read the subtext from his eyes and waved his hand quickly, "I don't mean that, I-forget it, I'm leaving."

"Sister Wan is not sitting for a while?" The beautiful boy was a little reluctant to leave this delicate and gentle guest, "It's not even ten o'clock."

Xiao Xia shook her head, took a bill and stuffed it into his hand as a tip. She felt sorry for this good boy who might have been ruined like this, but she was powerless and could only leave alone.

She knew that there must be something wrong with this "Woman Flower" entertainment city, not just because of the evil incident she encountered, but because she felt that she was swallowed when she entered this place, and walking out was like escaping from birth. Although other people may not be aware of it, she has always been extremely sensitive, and what is terrible is that the facts prove that she is right every time.

She returned home in a daze, thinking about the entertainment city. The experience in the bathroom made her frightened, so she checked the doors and windows before going to bed, and then carefully placed the candle rabbit on the bedside table before extinguishing the lamp and retracting it into the quilt.

Since she lives on the twelfth floor, the curtains were only half-closed. The gray moonlight in early winter shone on her bed, slowly making her fall asleep in a daze. She didn't notice that there was a paper crane outside the window sticking to the glass and staring at her every move. Even one was lying on the balcony and kitchen glass.

Dangdangdang--

The three clocks suddenly rang out, piercing Xiao Xia's deep sleep and suddenly woke her up.

Where did the sound come from? The clock? But her watch does not report the time. Even if the time is reported, isn’t it at three o’clock in the middle of the night? Is it a dream?

bell--

Before she could wake up, the harsh phone ringing rang again quickly, which made Xiaoxia quickly sit up from the bed and grab the phone: "Hey, who is it? Do you know what time it is?" She asked in anger: "Why don't you speak?"

The other end of the phone was silent, but Xiaoxia suddenly felt a creepy feeling, feeling something was passed along the phone line, looking at her close at hand.

"Who are you?" she asked with courage.

The weather in early November was not yet the day of central heating. It was already very cold, but now I felt a chill approaching the ground and the walls, making Xiao Xia tremble uncontrollably.

"What's the matter?" The silence on the other end of the phone had reached the limit of her patience.

"There are people outside the door." The voice she had heard in the bathroom of the entertainment city said slowly, as close as if it was in her ears, and she even heard a slight blowing sound.

Xiao Xia was so scared that she hung up the phone immediately, but before she could come back to her senses, the knock on the door immediately came into her ear drums, which almost made her scream.

She subconsciously retreated to the bed where her body temperature was still there, and tightened in as if she was escaping, but the knock on the door was as anxious as she was. Even if she covered her head with a quilt, it still reached her ears clearly, as if she was pounding on her heart, which made her whole body numb.

She didn't know if the sound was heard by neighbors in such a quiet winter night. After she heard the knock on the door in the middle of the night, a sharp voice asked mechanically: "Is there anyone inside? Is there anyone inside?"

Xiaoxia dared not answer.

But she heard the locked security door and the house door creaking and opened layer by layer. A sound of footsteps slowly walked in the living room, accompanied by the sound of groping, as if she was looking for something, and then walked straight towards her bedroom.

The cold sweat soaked her pajamas. She didn't dare to move, so she barely exposed her head from the quilt and stared at the thin door. The footsteps stopped by the door for a moment, and then knocked again.

"Is there anyone inside?" asked a sharp voice, knocking hard without stopping, making the door tremble and it would fall down at any time.

In fear, Xiaoxia suddenly realized that the bedroom door was not locked, and since the door of the house could be easily opened by it, things outside the door could come inside at any time, but it was saying hello politely, and she hid in the bed and just sat waiting for death.

She shivered and stretched out a hand from the quilt, fumbled to find the candle rabbit on the table on the bedside table, and then retracted her whole body into the quilt, crushing the outer layer of sealing wax, and holding up the still small and old wooden sword. She knew that even Ruan Zhan could not fully exert its power and was a magical object to ward off evil spirits. As long as she was not afraid, the powerful destructive power generated by the wooden sword after encountering the demon could make her safe and sound.

Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid! I've seen ghosts several times, what's so scary! She encouraged herself, but what made her most helpless was that her rat courage could not be bigger no matter what. She was completely a type of person who became more afraid of the more he saw him!

At this moment, another sound of the door opening came, followed by footsteps.

Xiao Xia held her breath and was on guard. She felt something coming straight to her bedside. She stood for a while, as if confronting her silence. And when she was about to lose her remaining courage, a hand that could feel cold through the thick quilt patted her quilt and asked screamingly: "Is there anyone inside?"

Xiao Xia screamed in surprise and jumped up in a "huo". The blood-wood sword in her hand suddenly became bigger, but she didn't hold it in panic. The wooden sword fell directly to the floor, glowing with a beautiful red light.

There was nothing in the room, only the silence of unknown air. Xiaoxia almost fell to the ground, grabbed the Blood Wood Sword and swung it around, but only her gasps were accompanied by her gasps.

She walked slowly to the door and saw that the living room was also pitch black. Press the fluorescent light switch, and there was no electricity. The door was wide open, and the cold wind poured in. A piece of white paper dripped in in the wind in front of her sofa. She gritted her teeth, walked over with a sharp forehead, and raised her sword and chopped it.

Before the sword arrived, the white paper rolled out strangely with the wind and nothing was left. At the same time, Xiaoxia felt a gust of cold wind blowing by her, as if something invisible was walking past her.

She was frightened and turned back to the bedroom, wielding her sword to cut the dangerous aura hidden in the air, and slashed from the inside to the entrance of the living room. After feeling that the abnormal factors in the room disappeared, she closed the door desperately, and then ran back to sit on the bed, while the Blood Wood Sword was still tightly held in her hand.

"Ruan Zhan!" She called his name softly, trembling all over, feeling loneliness and helplessness flooding her heart like a tide.

It would be great if he was there, but if he was there she would be nothing!

I never knew that he needed this way, until he suddenly left her, she realized deeply that she almost realized in a daze that relying on him had become such a natural thing.
Chapter completed!