The 'blood' that leaked out from the piano keys pooled toward Xu Yin's fingers. His brows were locked, and his pair of sad eyes stared at the inner part of the piano. Following the weeping, a pair of pale hands suddenly reached out from inside the piano to grab at Xu Yin!
The fingers closed, and the pair of hands reached toward the chair, but they failed to grab anything.
They evaded?
The master of the hands did not panic. The 'surprise' so far was merely a test; the real terror would happen later. Reams of black hair curled around the piano strings, and a thin shadow crawled out from inside the piano. Long hair covered her face, and Xu Yin could see her bright red lips and scary expression through the gaps in her hair.
