Xia Qianshuang agreed with his statement, but also said very worriedly: "Yes, in this way, the ghost spirit possessing Yang Guyu will not be so easy to get rid of!"

"For the current plan, is it only by finding the red doll that the ghost energy in Yang Guyu can be completely eliminated?" Jiang Xinyou secretly speculated, but unexpectedly Qian Shuang and Leng Yan nodded at the same time. Unexpectedly, this was really the method, "But now

What should I do? Should I wait for the red doll to appear automatically?"

"Other than that, there seems to be no other way."

Leng Yan said, his brows furrowed, Fengyi's features were filled with sadness, and in the end he had to stay and look after Yang Guyu while Xia Qianshuang and Jiang Xinyou prepared for the next program.

"Didn't we agree on the accompaniment? Why doesn't Senior Leng Yan go?"

Jiang Xinyou asked suspiciously, but Qian Shuang smiled: "Actually, my Leng Yanke has never played the flute, but there is another person we know who can..."

Could it be... it's Yeyue?

Jiang Xinyou shook her head, not daring to speculate. After all, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. She didn't want to be happy in vain.

At this time, Yang Guyu was sitting on the chair trembling all over, holding the hot water poured by Li Mengxue in his hand, constantly recalling the horrific scenes he had seen in the past two days in his mind.

Ever since she escaped from the dormitory on the morning of the 29th, the red doll has completely become her nightmare.

During class, the red doll was lying in the drawer, within reach. When eating, the red doll squatted in the corner of the cafeteria, smiling sinisterly at her. When she returned to the dormitory, the red doll followed her, as if she was there.

Play hide and seek with her...

Yang Guyu couldn't sleep all night long. Of course, the most terrifying thing was not these, but when she was rehearsing the dance last night, she saw with her own eyes three dark figures standing behind her in the mirror, treating her as a reminder.

Like a string puppet, manipulating her body crazily...

Now, Yang Guyu felt paralyzed all over. Even if he held the hot water cup, his body could not regain any warmth.

Li Mengxue touched her shoulder and felt that Yang Guyu was as cold as a dead person. She couldn't help shivering and looked at Yang Guyu anxiously, fearing that she would be possessed by a demon and suddenly do something strange.

At this moment, Yang Guyu slowly raised his sharp chin and looked at the handsome man in front of him.

At this time, Leng Yan was wearing a light gray coat, with his hands casually inserted in his pockets. His short and shallow hair outlined his chiseled face, and he looked directly at Yang Guyu in silence with a hint of coldness.

Yang Guyu asked tremblingly: "Am I going to die?"

"Won't."

"Then how long can I live?"

"It depends on your fate."

"If I were to die, could you hug me?"

"..."

Seeing this scene, Li Mengxue felt that it was as bad as it was bad. Fortunately, Xia Qianshuang and Jiang Xinyou had already left at this time, otherwise, I don't know what trouble would have happened.

Looking at Leng Yan again, I saw a sudden cold light flashing in the bottomless black eyes, like a glacier that could not be melted for thousands of years. In an instant, all the cold air was frozen. He stared at Yang Guyu coldly and said lightly.

Say three words: "No."

Although Li Mengxue felt a little happy, looking at Yang Guyu's increasingly pale and stiff face, she felt that she was completely asking for trouble.

After the conversation, Leng Yan sat across from them, motionless and silent, just watching them silently, responding to the changes with stability. (Updated 3.) Xia Qianshuang agreed with his statement, but was also very worried.

Said: "Yes, in this way, the ghost spirit possessing Yang Guyu will not be so easy to get rid of!"

"For the current plan, is it only by finding the red doll that the ghost energy in Yang Guyu can be completely eliminated?" Jiang Xinyou secretly speculated, but unexpectedly Qian Shuang and Leng Yan nodded at the same time. Unexpectedly, this was really the method, "But now

What should I do? Should I wait for the red doll to appear automatically?"

"Other than that, there seems to be no other way."

Leng Yan said, his brows furrowed, Fengyi's features were filled with sadness, and in the end he had to stay and look after Yang Guyu while Xia Qianshuang and Jiang Xinyou prepared for the next program.

"Didn't we agree on the accompaniment? Why doesn't Senior Leng Yan go?"

Jiang Xinyou asked suspiciously, but Qian Shuang smiled: "Actually, my Leng Yanke has never played the flute, but there is another person we know who can..."

Could it be... it's Yeyue?

Jiang Xinyou shook her head, not daring to speculate. After all, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. She didn't want to be happy in vain.

At this time, Yang Guyu was sitting on the chair trembling all over, holding the hot water poured by Li Mengxue in his hand, constantly recalling the horrific scenes he had seen in the past two days in his mind.

Ever since she escaped from the dormitory on the morning of the 29th, the red doll has completely become her nightmare.

During class, the red doll was lying in the drawer, within reach. When eating, the red doll squatted in the corner of the cafeteria, smiling sinisterly at her. When she returned to the dormitory, the red doll followed her, as if she was there.

Play hide and seek with her...

Yang Guyu couldn't sleep all night long. Of course, the most terrifying thing was not these, but when she was rehearsing the dance last night, she saw with her own eyes three dark figures standing behind her in the mirror, treating her as a reminder.

Like a string puppet, manipulating her body crazily...

Now, Yang Guyu felt paralyzed all over. Even if he held the hot water cup, his body could not regain any warmth.

Li Mengxue touched her shoulder and felt that Yang Guyu was as cold as a dead person. She couldn't help shivering and looked at Yang Guyu anxiously, fearing that she would be possessed by a demon and suddenly do something strange.

At this moment, Yang Guyu slowly raised his sharp chin and looked at the handsome man in front of him.

At this time, Leng Yan was wearing a light gray coat, with his hands casually inserted in his pockets. His short and shallow hair outlined his chiseled face, and he looked directly at Yang Guyu in silence with a hint of coldness.

Yang Guyu asked tremblingly: "Am I going to die?"

"Won't."

"Then how long can I live?"

"It depends on your fate."

"If I were to die, could you hug me?"

"..."

Seeing this scene, Li Mengxue felt that it was as bad as it was bad. Fortunately, Xia Qianshuang and Jiang Xinyou had already left at this time, otherwise, I don't know what trouble would have happened.

Looking at Leng Yan again, I saw a sudden cold light flashing in the bottomless black eyes, like a glacier that could not be melted for thousands of years. In an instant, all the cold air was frozen. He stared at Yang Guyu coldly and said lightly.

Say three words: "No."

Although Li Mengxue felt a little happy, looking at Yang Guyu's increasingly pale and stiff face, she felt that she was completely asking for trouble.
Chapter completed!