Chapter 776

But the stench came quickly and dispersed faster. Xiong Junxi didn't care. He went down the last step and was thinking of going back to his room. But as soon as he looked up, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

I think he's been gone for a long time, but he's still on the second floor!

He went back to the corridor in front of the stairs. He felt a chill coming down his back. He was so scared that he was dumbfounded.

Xiong Junxi didn't dare to look back. He just felt a chill sweeping over him. He was so scared that he shivered. Then without saying a word, he went down the stairs in a hurry.

Xiong Junxi's step is very flustered, as if something has been chasing him behind him.

But Xiong Junxi once again rushed down the stairs and stepped out of the last step, but he still went back to the second floor.

Looking at the familiar scene in front of him, Xiong Junxi seemed to be in a state of collapse and shook his head: "no, it's impossible. It's my illusion. It must be my illusion

Xiong Junxi spoke, suddenly felt a cold hand stretched out, gently swept on his neck.

The cold touch, like the palm of a dead man, just gently swept, immediately let Xiong Junxi's reason collapse.

"Ah, ah, ah --!" Xiong Junxi did not dare to look back and continued to rush towards the stairs not far away. However, he did not want to slip at his feet and rolled directly to the stage between the steps.

Xiong Junxi's head heavily hit the wall, immediately hurt his eyes, mouth humming for a long time, but Leng is to stand up.

Before Xiong Junxi had time to stand up, a red figure suddenly rushed up and pressed on his back.

The almost terrible weight changed Xiong Junxi's expression. He screamed to get rid of it, but the ghost in red on his back was getting heavier and heavier, like an iceberg on his back, so heavy that he couldn't move.

"Ha ha, men who are not masters can't live here. Go to die, go to die..." The ghost's voice sounds full of resentment. She reaches out her cold hand and forcefully pinches Xiong Junxi's neck.

Because the ghost is from behind, so did not immediately let Xiong Junxi lose the power of resistance.

Xiong Junxi also felt a clear sense of suffocation, his hands began to struggle powerlessly, fingers out, want to break the ghost's hand.

But the ghost's strength is terrible. Xiong Junxi can't get rid of the ghost with his strength. Instead, he is pinched more and more hard and can't breathe.

Xiong Junxi closed his eyes and struggled. He didn't know that all this was his illusion.

There was no ghost on him at all. It was his own palm that pinched his own neck and tried to strangle himself.

At this time, behind the stairs on the second floor, a figure stood there, quietly watching the scene.

However, at this time, Xiong Junxi, struggling, kicks the flower pot in the corner.

Click a crisp ring, in this dark night suddenly spread a long distance.

This sound immediately startled other people on the first floor.

"What's going on?" Zhou Tong first opened the door and asked.

"It sounds like it's coming from the stairs."

"Go and have a look!" Chi Jiao clearly felt the fluctuation of the magnetic field, immediately took the detector and rushed to the second floor.