All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

咚咚咚——

A rush of footsteps sounded above Yang Xuming's head.

Someone is running on the stairs and wants to go downstairs!

In the game screen, the half of the body that grew from the back of the game character swayed uncontrollably, and the strange smile on his face was extremely permeating.

It looks like Yang Xuming is staring out of the camera and laughing?

Yang Xuming's face was a bit ugly.

The countdown in the upper right corner of the screen has only 15 seconds left.

The countdown was cleared faster than he thought.

The character in the picture has already ran down the stairs and came to the first floor.

And behind Yang Xuming, there was also a rush of footsteps at the same time.

In the game screen, a huge LCD screen lights up in the completely dark lobby on the first floor.

And on the sofa opposite the display screen, sat a man with an ugly face.

The man's hands were firmly holding the gamepad.

Behind the man, a strange figure has grown his head, chest, and hands, and is smiling strangely and silently.

The thing waved its hands silently in the air, as if it wanted to crawl out and grow faster.

The character in the game has already seen this man.

But the man sat there with an ugly face, his back to the game character, motionless, and did not notice the game character behind him.

Seeing this scene, Yang Xuming became nervous.

His most worried thing finally appeared.

Yang Xuming, who was controlled by him in the game, and Yang Xuming in reality finally met. What will happen?

The next second, the handle in Yang Xuming's hand shook suddenly.

Then, a blood red dialog box popped up on the huge LCD screen.

——An unknown interloper: I saw him! Hahahahaha...I saw him! I can replace him! I can finally go out!

Then, the game character in the screen immediately jumped out.

But Yang Xuming can be sure that he didn't move the handle at all.

But the game character that had been controlled by him was out of control at this time and rushed directly towards the man on the sofa without anyone controlling it.

At the same time, in reality, there was a rush of footsteps clearly behind Yang Xuming.

Something seemed to rush towards him.

The gloomy chill spread to Yang Xuming's limbs in an instant.

He suddenly understood.

The game character he controls is not himself at all, but a ghost disguised as him!

That ghost wants to come over and kill him now!

The rapid footsteps have rushed behind Yang Xuming.

The game character in the picture has rushed behind the man with his back facing him.

The game character's hands stretched out excitedly to the man on the sofa with his back facing him.

In the darkness, there was a strange laugh of excitement from a man.

"Hahahahahaha..."

The excitement of laughter sounded both in the game and in Yang Xuming's ears.

The two identical laughter were completely mixed together, and it was extremely harsh.

Yang Xuming wanted to stand up crazily, but his body was forcibly trapped on the sofa by invisible force, unable to move.

In the game screen, the player's hand is about to reach Yang Xuming's neck.

The cold chill seems to have touched Yang Xuming's skin...

"Xiaozi!!!"

In the darkness, Yang Xuming's angry cry suddenly sounded.

A pale girl's hand suddenly stretched out of Yang Xuming's pocket and grabbed directly behind him.

The gloomy chill blew through Yang Xuming's ears like a winter wind.

Xiao Zi's pale arm grabbed directly behind Yang Xuming's head.

The huge LCD screen went blank with a beep.

Behind Yang Xuming, an incredible scream sounded.

At the same time when the display went blank, Yang Xuming found that his body was finally able to move.

He jumped up abruptly, picked up the willow branches on his back, turned around and knocked out.

boom!

With a muffled sound, something in the darkness was flew out by Yang Xuming with a stick.

That powerful counter-shock force even gave Yang Xuming the illusion of hitting the ball with a stick.

He felt that he had hit something heavy.

Then, Xiao Zi retracted her pale hand.

In the dark, pattering blood was flowing, but it was not Xiaozi's blood.

It was the blood that bleeds from an ear held by Xiao Zi.

Is this the ghost's ear being ripped off by Xiaozi?

Yang Xuming glanced at this ear, without stopping, he took the red candle on the coffee table and rushed out.

He kicked the sofa in front of him and saw that the dark shadow had crawled to the only bedroom on the first floor.

Seeing this scene, Yang Xuming rushed out directly.

But in the end he couldn't catch up with the black shadow, and watched the other party crawl into the bedroom.

boom!

The sound of the bedroom door being heavily closed was very eye-catching in the dark.

However, the moment the door closed, Yang Xuming also rushed over and kicked directly on it.

boom!

There was a loud noise, and the door shook violently.

The violent swaying arc even made people suspect that this door would be kicked open by Yang Xuming.

In the dark villa, Yang Xuming's voice sounded.

"Open the door! You are so capable, you can't come out? You open the door!"

"Aren't you going to replace me? Are you going out? You open the door!"

"Shabi, do you open the door!"

Yang Xuming cursed.

While cursing, he madly kicked the door with his feet, trying to use this method to force the ghost out of it.

But this ghost who was so excited just now is dumb now.

Yang Xuming blocked the door and cursed frantically for a while, without any response.

And Xiao Zi's hand has pinched that ear and retracted into Yang Xuming's pocket.

Seeing this scene, Yang Xuming suddenly thought of something.

... There seems to be something on his back, right?

Yang Xuming was silent for a few seconds, then gritted his teeth abruptly.

He picked up the willow branch and hit his back with a stick.

boom!

With another muffled sound, the willow branch was firmly grasped by something, and it did not hit Yang Xuming.

So he really has a ghost on his back? ! Connect with him!

Feeling the powerful pulling force on the willow branches, Yang Xuming gritted his teeth and shouted directly.

"Xiaozi! Swallow it!"

A pair of pale hands stretched out directly from Yang Xuming's pocket.

Then, these hands went around Yang Xuming's waist and directly stretched out his back.

From a distance, Yang Xuming seemed to be hugged by these hands.

The cold touch made Yang Xuming feel a bit of chill.

Behind him, another man's scream suddenly sounded.

"I was wrong! I was wrong! I was wrong! Ah ah ah ah ah ah!!! I was wrong!"

This miserable howl made people's scalp numb.