"Hmm?!"
Sun Yan suddenly turned around, and right before his eyes appeared a pale face; through the long hair, he could see the eyes of this woman filled with bloodshot lines.
Facing General Sun Mask head-on, the woman immediately covered her eyes and dashed into a nearby mirror, her figure vanishing instantly before Sun Yan's eyes.
"Are you alright?" Zhou Haidong quickly asked with concern.
With the group so close, such an event still occurred, making Zhou Haidong feel an ominous premonition.
When evil spirits dare to actively attack the living, the severity of the situation is self-evident.
"Her, it's her! She's come, come to claim our lives."
Walking behind, Chen Xijiu suddenly said, with a face full of fear. Sun Yan asked in confusion, "Who is she?"
"The woman who hanged herself in our village a few days ago, I saw her corpse with my own eyes. There's no mistake, that person just now must be her."
Upon hearing Chen Xijiu's words, Sun Yan fell silent.
