The green rotten baby heads popped out like bamboo shoots after the rain and crawled around the corners of the elevator.
The cries seemed to form a large net that came from all directions, trying to trap the three participants in the elevator.
Seeing this, song qingxiao's pupils contracted. something's wrong!
At this point, all their previous thoughts were useless. Even without song qingxiao's reminder, number two and number three had already 'seen' the baby corpses on both sides and behind song qingxiao, crying and crawling down.
These baby corpses were densely packed, crying as they crawled down. It was really terrifying.
Number three gulped and moved closer to number two.
She could clearly see that number two had a way to deal with these vengeful spirits and corpse ghosts. This old man didn't want to save her, but once he was attacked, he would definitely save himself. Following him would give her some assurance.
