Gu Xiaonan's face was as white as paper. Terrified, she reached up and kept feeling around her neck.
She seemed to think her head was missing, and immense panic rose within her!
Behind her, Han Yue's eyes widened even further. She felt her blood run cold, her scalp almost bursting. She had never encountered resentment as intense as that emanating from the headless female corpse in her entire life.
"A vengeful ghost? No! No! That's not right..."
"An upper vengeful ghost, at least!"
"Or even... a top-level vengeful ghost?"
Han Yue's voice trembled violently.
An elder of hers had belonged to a six-person squad, all C-Class experts. A year ago, they had died horribly at the hands of a top-level vengeful ghost. Every one of them had their spleen and eyeballs gouged out, their deaths gruesome.
And she was only D-Rank.
It was like an ant encountering an elephant.
This headless female corpse probably only needed to move a finger to make her die the most gruesome death!
Just then, a kindly-looking woman in the crowd who appeared to be in her forties suddenly noticed something. Disregarding her fear, she shouted, "Run! Xiaoya! Run!"
"Didn't I tell you not to come back?... Go!"
The woman was Gu Youmin's wife, Yang Rong. In fact, she was nearly sixty, but she had maintained herself extremely well and looked only middle-aged.
At that moment, she was trembling all over with fear, yet she still waved anxiously.
"Mom~" Sister Hong bit her lower lip, too moved to speak for a moment. Suddenly, her eyes widened. "Mom!!! Watch out!!!"
Yang Rong's actions seemed to have drawn the headless female corpse's attention.
It hopped a few times and abruptly appeared before Yang Rong, reaching for her heart with a bloodstained hand as scrawny as a chicken's