Ghostly shadows swarmed.
The rooftop of Building Four was almost a hell on earth.
Su Ling was so tense she could barely breathe, her heart completely submerged in fear. A speck of bright red slowly emerged from her shadow.
The terrifying figures ahead looked eager to move.
"It's you?!"
A woman's voice rang out. All the ghostly figures present reined in their auras and stepped aside. Behind them, right in the center of the rooftop, stood Jiang Chen's old acquaintance, Zhang Chunyu.
Her shriveled figure had long since recovered.
Her long dress was as red as blood, vivid and luscious. Red had become its dominant color, with only a little white remaining, clinging to it like spots.
Her whole body radiated an extremely terrifying aura.
A shrine floated before her, constantly releasing calamity and ill fortune that attached themselves to the ghosts of Building Four, drawing out their resentment while pouring in vast amounts of pitch-black curses.
While making each vicious ghost even more terrifying.
It was also feeding power back to Zhang Chunyu, causing her strength to increase by leaps and bounds.
"Hahaha, you dared to walk into this complex alone?!"
Zhang Chunyu was so excited that her entire face twisted.
What she had experienced last night was second in agony only to her own death.
Being toyed with and deceived by a living person, frightened to the verge of a mental breakdown, was an enormous humiliation.
She had never expected him to deliver himself to her doorstep tonight. She felt this was a gift from heaven, allowing her to take her revenge in the most savage way possible.
"I was afraid half a person coming in would scare you." Jiang Chen responded cheerfully, "After all, little sister, you're far too timid. Last night in the car, a Ghost