Xu Zhifei slowly retreated, and in a short while, he retreated to the entrance of the stairs.

Zhan Yunhong slowly turned the triangular thorns, looking at Xu Zhifei's gaze, as if he was looking at a prey.

"Tsk, Miss Xu, your eyes... are so unpleasant."

After the words came, Zhan Yunhong took a sudden step forward, and the triangular thorn rushed towards Xu Zhifei's throat.

His eyes were brutal blood red, and there was no sign of pity for the fragrance and jade.

Fortunately, at this time, there was something faster than him!

With a "bang", the door opened.

Zhan Yunhong quickly turned around and stabbed his backhand with a three-edged thorn!

"puff"

Song Que did not dodge or avoid, and his raised palm was directly penetrated by a triangular thorn!

At the same time, the impact force he rushed towards side suddenly hit Zhan Yunhong.

Zhan Yunhong obviously didn't expect Song Que to be so decisive, and he actually took over his attack with his palm.

For a moment, his triangular thorn was pinched tightly by Song Que, preventing him from pulling it out of his palm, and the impact force finally hit Zhan Yunhong.

"Bang"

Zhan Yunhong staggered, his feet unstable, and he stumbled backwards.

Xu Zhifei grabbed the clothes on his waist quickly, dragged them behind the stairs, and then quickly dodged.

There was only a "puff".

The triangular thorn was pulled out, and then the sound of rolling down the stairs was heard.

Zhan Yunhong was hit by Song Que, Xu Zhifei pulled him and finally fell down the stairs unsteadily.

On the other side, Song Que suddenly felt a lot of sweat flowing out from his forehead as the triangular thorn was pulled out.

His face turned pale even more visible to the naked eye. The blue veins on his neck burst out, the palms were pierced by triangular sneers, and then pulled out roughly, making Song Que's wounds obviously extremely scary.

The blood was like a fountain that kept flowing.

But at this moment, Song Que obviously had no intention of stopping and bandaging.

He pinched his wrist and turned over and got up, growling, "I won't leave yet!"

Before Xu Zhifei could respond, the sound of footsteps came from the stairs.

Zhan Yunhong is here again!

Now, the two of them immediately ran towards the other end of the corridor, where the stairs there could go down to the first floor restaurant, and to the first floor... at least there was a more spacious space to deal with.

I just don’t know if Bai Yanliang got rid of the hunt for the evil ghost.

At this time, the footsteps behind him became closer and closer!

"Tadadadadadada"

Song Que's face changed, and he had already made the worst plan.

Zhan Yunhong obviously has undergone rigorous training, and is extremely outstanding in both physical fitness and fighting ability. It is impossible to beat him when confronting him head-on. He made an unknown deal with the evil ghost, which caused the ghost to turn a blind eye to him and would not kill him at all. What should we do to escape from this person's pursuit?

Song Que thought of many ways, but all the ways were not achieved by just a woman and the injured person.

If Bai Yanliang is here, he will be able to subdue Zhan Yunhong... Song Que will inevitably think of Bai Yanliang, but he also knows that Bai Yanliang is afraid that the troubles he is facing now are not smaller than him.

Could it be...Is it really necessary to have only one living?

Song Que's eyes flashed over Xu Zhifei beside him, and for a moment, he was a little dazed.

Xu Zhifei's outline slowly deformed, as if he had become a person who had been dead for a long time... Yang Muwan.

The one who always obeys and is well-educated and well-educated Yang Muwan.

Song Que always felt that fog gathering is fair, and he will live if he wins, and he will die if he loses. It’s the same for everyone to come.

He never showed a cooperative attitude towards any so-called companion, let alone saddened by it.

Except...that time.

Song Que will never forget that Yang Muwan, who was torn to pieces in the waist, lying on the ground with wide eyes, staring at him in despair, hopes and beggings in her eyes.

But he... gave up.

He took off the bow bandage that Yang Muwan had made on his forehead and placed it in her last moment's hand.

She can't live anymore.

Although Song Que was extremely sure of this, he didn't know how many times he dreamed of it after that time.

I dreamed of her stretched out hand and her desperate eyes.

Song Que is not a newcomer. He always thought that he was very frank about the separation of life and death in Wuji. He even thought that if he was about to die one day, would he resent that no one came to save him or something like that.

The answer he came up with was no.

But after that time, Song Que was confused.

He rarely was confused. In fact, when he first entered the fog and knew that there was a ghost, Song Que was happy.

What he was delighted was that there was a ghost, which meant that death was not the end.

For him, isn’t it a good thing that the biggest fear in his life was solved like this?

But later he discovered that those "ghosts" were not the ghosts he imagined.

The dead person will not become another form of existence. If he dies... he is really dead.

After a not-so-long adjustment period, Song Que completely calmed down. He felt that he would no longer fluctuate in anything.

However, he miscalculated.

He underestimated the weight of the somewhat funny bow tangled around his head.

Although she was given back to her at her last moment.

But after that day, the bow seemed to be tied to his heart.

Song Que has changed.

Even though he himself did not admit it, the old housekeeper who grew up watching him grow up said the same thing.

"despair"

Song Que stopped.

After Xu Zhifei realized this, he looked at him in confusion.

"Let's go, I'll stop him."

Xu Zhifei's cold eyes widened slightly, as if he had known Song Que for the first time.

However, when he turned around to face Zhan Yunhong who was rushing over, an accident happened.

Although Zhan Yunhong had a ferocious face, he had no anger or murderous intent. Instead, he was full of fear and fear. He didn't even look at Song Que, who was about to fight to the death, and directly crossed the two of them and rushed down the stairs to the restaurant.

Xu Zhifei and Song Que did not expect this to be the case. When the two were stunned, a huge and terrifying shadow appeared at the entrance of the stairs on the other end.

A twisted head slowly rose on the stairs. It had two faces entangled with each other, and dense eyes covered with the entire head.

This terrifying and bizarre appearance made the two of them look horrified.

Xu Zhifei also understood why Zhan Yunhong didn't even look at them just now and ran away.

It turns out... this ghost has changed...

Zhan Yunhong’s transaction with it was completely invalid at the moment it changed.

"Escape...Escape!"

Song Que turned around and ran away.

Maybe it was God's will that he would not let him die. He finally wanted to be brave once, but encountered such a thing.

Faced with this terrifying thing, he would no longer be so stupid to come forward to die.

It's enough to do something hot-headed once.

When Xu Zhifei heard Song Que say he was running away, he had already rushed down the stairs.
Chapter completed!