In fact, Xiaofang is still good.

It is said that the gangster ran three streets with the girl. During this period, many people heard the girl's cry for help, but no one came to rescue. Only Xiaofang called the police.

It was said that when the girl ran away, she was not only covered in blood, but also dressed in rags. It was obvious at a glance what a tragedy had happened, but... everyone turned a blind eye.

If I were to meet those gangsters, I would have to cut them into pieces! But the sad thing is that the gangsters who committed the crime have not been caught yet!

But then I thought about it, if the stories broadcast on the midnight radio are all related to reality, then Linglong and I must not only pay attention to the radio programs, but also pay attention to current events, just in case.

Seeing my frown, Linglong sighed again: "The change in the story is not something you and I can predict, so you don't have to worry too much. Since Xiaofang is the protagonist of this story, what will happen next will definitely happen.

It has something to do with her."

I asked him curiously: "Don't tell me, I really forgot. Do you know where the old house where Xiaofang lives is? Maybe if I rush there now, I might be able to save her!"

Linglong narrowed his eyes, and a cold light shot out from his purple eyes: "If you can really save her, there is no point in continuing this story. But if you want to go, I can use magic to send you there."

Hearing what he said, I suddenly became excited: "Then send me there! Now! Immediately! Immediately!"

Just listening to the story is like sitting back and waiting for death! Only by going deep into it can you control the entire process of the development of the situation!

Linglong nodded and had no intention of stopping me.

In a daze, he slowly raised his right hand, and purple light gradually emerged in his palm, forming a small vortex that soon surrounded me.

I have never had the slightest doubt about the powerful magic of Spirit Dragon. In the blink of an eye, I arrived at the old house mentioned in the story - Xiaofang's home.

Although it was less than nine o'clock, many places in the big city were still bright and dazzling with neon lights.

However, the old house is located in a remote location in the suburbs. Looking around, we can see dilapidated houses in disrepair and courtyards with decades of history.

Under the night, the scenery in the distance is quiet and pleasant. Just looking at the surrounding mountains, I feel that this is an excellent Feng Shui place, suitable for the elderly to retreat, or travel and relax. But if it is connected with ghosts and ghosts,

Inevitably, it seems a little more eerie and terrifying.

I looked up at the sky. The tall old trees blocked the pale moonlight, leaving only sporadic spots scattered on the ground. The door of the old house was a bit worn, and most of the red paint fell along the cracks of the door, leaking out the rotten wood pieces, and the corners.

The area was covered with moss, and in some places mushrooms even grew due to the humidity.

Linglong is right, Xiaofang is not here. Of course, if we don't continue to listen to the story, none of us will know where Xiaofang went later or where she is now.

While listening to the sound coming from the headphones, he opened the door and entered.

With a creak, the door opened precariously, and a gust of dark wind rushed towards me.

Although I couldn't detect any supernatural aura, there was still a strange atmosphere in the house.
Chapter completed!