All Girlfriends Are Ghosts

Yang Xuming's run lasted for forty minutes in the hotel.

He ran a circle on all floors of the entire hotel.

When he got to the back, his running tempo was not so fast anymore.

Even with the stamina and endurance enhanced by the red wildfire, he couldn't handle such a long period of strenuous exercise.

In the end, he stopped in the stairwell on the ninth floor, leaning on the metal handrail and panting.

In the gloomy environment, the entire hotel is deadly quiet.

Yang Xuming's behavior did not cause much commotion.

Because he didn't dare to stay on any floor for too long, he only went to each floor once.

Even if someone hears his running sound, he can only hear it for a few seconds, and it will not have any effect on these residents at all.

But now Yang Xuming is a little uncertain whether he is going to run upstairs or downstairs.

Going up, you can reach the rooftop without climbing a few floors.

But if you go down, will you run into that ghost?

And since just now, the ghost seems to have disappeared.

No footsteps could be heard behind him, no human figures could be seen in front of him, and they did not appear in Yang Xuming's field of vision.

It seems that the other party has chased Yang Xuming and lost it?

But Yang Xuming didn't believe that this ghost was thrown off so easily.

Judging from the situation that he wanted to jump the window but was blocked by the opponent in advance, it seems that this ghost has some way to sense Yang Xuming's position?

So why did the other party not show up for so long?

Yang Xuming stood in this gloomy stairwell and waited for a full ten minutes.

In the quiet stairwell, there was no sound and no human shadows could be seen.

In the entire stairwell, Yang Xuming seemed to be the only one.

It's like being abandoned by the world.

Yang Xuming was a little confused.

What is that ghost doing? Are you preparing for some terrifying trick secretly...

When being chased by the opponent, Yang Xuming was very nervous.

But now that there was no ghost chasing him, Yang Xuming became even more nervous.

The unpredictable fear is becoming more and more frightening.

He checked the time and gritted his teeth slightly.

No, you can't wait and die!

If this ghost doesn't move, then he will move.

Since that ghost will stop him and prevent him from leaving the hotel, he will try to leave the hotel.

In this way, no matter what plan the ghost is preparing secretly, it must be immediately shelved and ran to block Yang Xuming.

And if the other party didn't come to block, let Yang Xuming leave, it would be better.

Yang Xuming can leave this place immediately, run to find Yue Zhentao to join, gather the strength of the two, and then fight back to find the ghost's trouble.

Thinking this way, Yang Xuming began to walk downstairs.

In the quiet stairwell, footsteps were clearly audible, even with a little echo.

In this situation, the sound of footsteps seemed a little bit penetrating.

Yang Xuming always felt that a terrifying ghost would suddenly burst out of the corner or behind the door, and he hoped that he would leave quietly without any sound.

But obviously, he didn't have the ability to stay silent.

The footsteps still echoed in the stairwell.

Da——Da——Da——Da——

The echo that appeared in the stairwell seemed to be getting more and more wrong.

Yang Xuming was a little nervous.

Because he suddenly discovered that the echo of these footsteps seems to have become messy and mixed?

He kept walking, and concentrated on listening.

Then, he finally heard what was wrong with the echo.

The echo of the original footsteps was crisp and monotonous, and seemed a bit harsh.

But the echo of the footsteps today is messy and mixed. It is not a simple echo at all, but when his feet hit the ground and the soles of the shoes collide with the floor to make a sound, something is walking nearby!

The sound of that thing's footsteps were mixed with his footsteps, and it was almost unrecognizable.

Yang Xuming's feet froze immediately.

He no longer stepped down, but the sound of footsteps in the stairwell did not stop.

Still ringing constantly.

Da da da--

The sound of footsteps seemed to be above his head, and it seemed to be on the floor under his feet, and the position was uncertain.

But the only certainty is that the footsteps are very close to him!

Not far from him!

A blood-red ghost fire immediately emerged from Yang Xuming's body and enveloped his whole body.

He looked around nervously, but couldn't find any abnormalities.

On the contrary, the footsteps kept ringing in the stairwell, one sound, another sound...

Every step is like stepping on Yang Xuming's heart.

Every sound of footsteps made Yang Xuming's heart beat abruptly.

He felt the crisis instinctively.

The indescribable, horrifying sense of horror enveloped his whole body.

He seemed to have returned to the night when he first asked the ghost, he heard the terrifying voice, and felt the terrible malice that was almost irresistible.

Right beside him, right around him, something terrifying is surrounding him, staring at him, watching him, and getting closer and closer!

Phew... Don't be anxious... Calm... Calm... Calm...

Standing on the stairs, Yang Xuming stood stiffly, staring nervously around him, desperately trying to calm himself down.

In such a crisis situation, there is no doubt that he has fallen into the hands of the other party!

The more flustered and nervous at this time, the faster you die!

Taking a deep breath, Yang Xuming took a sharp step down.

At the moment of landing, it happened to be stuck in the middle of the strange footsteps for a second.

Then, Yang Xuming continued to step down, stuck in time.

One step, two steps, three steps, every step he took, was stuck in the middle of the strange footsteps for a short time.

So the sound of footsteps in the stairwell became a string, almost like the sound of running wildly without stopping.

You can clearly hear that the strange footsteps were disrupted by Yang Xuming!

At that moment, a strange cold wind suddenly blew behind Yang Xuming.

"Huh...huh..."

A deep breathing sounded in the back of his head, as if there was a person lying on his back, breathing continuously!

Subconsciously, Yang Xuming turned around and punched... into the air.

Behind him, nothing was left.

The black ghost fire flew out with the fist, but did not touch anything, and disappeared into the air directly.

And the strange breathing sound continued to sound in the back of his head.

"Huh...huh...huh..."

That voice, it seemed that it was really lying on his back and on the back of his head!

Yang Xuming can even feel the airflow of breathing!

The terrifying chills spread to his whole body in an instant.

Is that thing... really on his head?

Yang Xuming stiffened for a moment, and then suddenly grabbed it behind his head.

However, he caught nothing.

The only thing I caught was my own hair.

But the breathing sound continued to sound.

And, it seems to be getting more and more urgent, it seems like something is coming out!