Kang He's ghost was stunned by the blow.
Xuan Shuhui dared to open her eyes. Seeing her standing there in a daze, she had no time to think; instinct had already driven her to start frantically battering the ghost in front of her.
She was terrified of giving her a chance to catch her breath.
Soon, Kang He let out one furious scream after another.
But Xuan Shuhui did not dare stop for even a moment.
The chat viewers could not help cheering her on-
[This girl's going places. That attack speed is insane.]
Seeing this, Cui Tang was stunned by Xuan Shuhui's ferocity, but it also gave him a peculiar boost of courage.
He gripped his frying pan tightly, kicked Zha Jia and Wen Ping as they came up from the first floor, then swung left and right at anyone else who approached.
As for Che Quan...
After hearing the commotion inside Room 202, he walked straight into the darkness.
Xuan Shuhui and Cui Tang occasionally spared a little attention for the sounds inside Room 202. Gradually, they began to falter, their arms aching, swelling, and even going numb from being raised and swung over and over.
It suddenly dawned on them that they were not facing just one or two ghosts.
They were facing every ghost in the building.
Every one of them seemed bloodthirsty by nature, staring viciously at them and lunging at them again and again without tiring.
And as the night deepened, their powers seemed to grow stronger and stronger.
Was this a dead end?
Faced with the ghosts surrounding and hunting them, with no way to fight their way out, Xuan Shuhui and Cui Tang both felt an uncontrollable sense of despair.
Suddenly, Xuan Shuhui's swinging hand went numb. Her fingers twitched reflexively, and