Everyone looked at Xiao Yao once again, with a look that seemed to be begging, but Xiao Yao ignored them. With one gesture, when they blinked again, they saw the horrific scene that had unfolded before them on the stage.
Chasing after the three of them were men and women, young and old, all covered in blood, their faces smeared and blood soaking their entire bodies. What was more horrifying was that each of the three was being pursued by at least two ghosts, which meant that they had killed at least two people.
How could this happen, how could this be? The six people, who had never killed anyone, were so frightened that they hugged their heads and dared not look anymore.
The remaining two had also taken lives. They too discovered that the person they had wronged was standing right before their eyes, watching them coldly.
"Ah…" These two also ran away in fright.
