But no matter what, he was once a bandit who roamed the world, and he never believed in ghosts and gods.
Just as he was about to tell everyone not to be fooled by the little brat whose hair hadn't even grown out yet, Tang Xingzhi suddenly felt something cold touching his neck.
His body stiffened, his eyes widened, and he turned his head very slowly with a stiff neck. The next second, that terrifying ghost face appeared on his face.
He staggered and rolled to the ground in fright.
The hall was instantly in chaos.
The Pavilion Master, who was always noble in the eyes of everyone, must have seen something horrifying. He fled in panic as if he had gone mad, with a look of horror on his face.
"Ah ...
Everyone watched as their leader ran away in panic with a look of fear on his face, but strangely enough, from what they could see, there was clearly no one around the leader.
Xiao Linghan, who was standing by, was also confused by the scene before him. He watched Tang Xingzhi running around with a look of fear on his face, as if something extremely terrifying was chasing him.
Xiao Linghan was confused, remembering that his second brother had just said that if he wanted to see, he could put his hand on his sister's shoulder, so he tentatively put his hand there.
The moment he put his hand on his sister's shoulder, Xiao Linghan saw a scene that he would never forget in his life.
The bright hall dimmed the moment he put his arm around his sister's shoulder. He then saw countless terrifying creatures, often called ghosts, chasing after the frightened, pale-faced Tang Xingzhi. There was even a woman with disheveled hair and a red dress sitting astride his shoulders, her long nails, red as blood, scratching the man's face...
"Seventh brother, did you see that?" Xiao Moqing saw his good seventh brother put his hand on the little kid's shoulder, his eyes wide open and looking straight ahead.
After all, Xiao Moqing was an experienced person, so he naturally knew that his good seventh brother had seen the group of "good friends" of the little milk ball.
Although he was also very curious whether the little milk ball's "good friend" this time would be better than the last time in the black mine, he had been scared once before after all.
Even though he was mentally prepared, he still didn't have the courage to look at his sister's "good friend".
Xiao Moqing: "Seventh brother, what does my good friend look like? Is she scary?"
In response, his good brother rolled his eyes and fainted from fright.
Xiao Moqing: "..."
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