His legs wouldn't stop trembling. Shangguan Qinghong knew the blood-soaked person before him definitely wasn't Ma Feng.
It was a monster, a creature whose body was nothing like an ordinary person's!
As the stench of blood grew stronger, his body instinctively began to retreat. When he reached the limits of what he could bear, he shouted, "Sister Snake, run!" Then he turned and fled.
At the same time, someone grabbed Sister Snake's hand. Shangguan Qinghong had just shouted her name, making it seem as if he wanted to take her with him.
She couldn't see a thing in the darkness. All she could hear were Shangguan Qinghong's gasping breaths and footsteps.
She had no time to think. The person tugged her along, and she stumbled into a hurried walk through the darkness.
"Hey! Don't run off!" Sister Snake wanted to remind Shangguan Qinghong that their teammates hadn't caught up, but he was already scared out of his wits. Once people could no longer see any light, they became especially fragile, and their fear expanded without limit.
Shangguan Qinghong scrambled down the corridor. Strangely, whenever he was about to hit a wall or trip over something, a pair of hands would appear in front of him, keeping him from getting hurt.
Normally, that would mean someone was protecting him. But Shangguan Qinghong had completely lost the ability to think. As he ran through the darkness, a pair of hands suddenly blocked his way.
Not knowing the truth, he only felt more afraid. He changed direction or angle and kept running.
Shangguan Qinghong didn't dare stop for even a moment. It was as if, if he ran fast enough, the ghosts wouldn't be able to catch him.
After being blocked more than a dozen times, Shangguan Qinghong felt the railing along a