Chapter 1211

Gu Lanxi thought that if she said all this was caused by this, wouldn't there be so many ghosts in the car.

Imagine that picture

It's terrible to knock.

To Gu Lanxi's strange sight, ran Bai smiled lightly and looked careless, as if all this had nothing to do with her

The rainstorm has an endless trend, and the silent night is twisted and strange.

The fierce ghosts in the back are chasing after them,

The cold sweat fell on the driver's forehead. His veins burst on the back of his hands. He trembled with fear and stepped on the accelerator hard.

The driver didn't expect such a situation.

Ghost chasing hearse? What the hell is going on?

Ran Bai looked at the fierce ghost at the back of the car carelessly, half narrowed his eyes, and his face hidden under the black cloak looked lazy.

Her slender pale fingers knocked on the bloody sickle one by one, and the sound was inexplicable and strange.

"Little sister, are you the God of death?" I don't know when Nanjiu got up from his seat, approached ranbai and blinked at the woman in front of him.

The tone is soft, cute and harmless, like saying very ordinary words.

Listening to Nanjiu's question, the driver's hand holding the steering wheel trembled more and more, and more sweat flowed on his forehead. The driver's eyes stared at the front for fear of hearing what they shouldn't listen to. What if they kill ghosts and kill people?!

Is it easy for him to be a ghost driver?

It's too much to be a ghost.

"What do you say?" ran Bai looked at Nan wine with a smile, and her voice was lazy and beautiful.

"It's said that people who see death will die. Am I going to die?" Nan Jiu looked at ran Bai and his tone seemed to be half joking.

"No." ranbai said lazily, "you can't die."

Nan wine nibbled at the thin and soft lip petals, a pair of beautiful eyes flashed, tilted his head and asked, "why won't I die?"

Ranbai looked at Nan wine with deep eyes and smiled. His voice was magnetic and evil: "there's no reason."

Because you are mine.

This sentence ran Bai didn't say, afraid to scare Nan wine.

Well, take your time, no hurry.

"Oh." Nan wine answered, inexplicably lost, and didn't know what he was losing.

It rained harder and harder. It was dark at night. It also drove to the terminal, and the place became more distorted and strange.

Seeing the ghosts chasing after them about to catch up with the hearse, the ghosts on the hearse were shouting something impatiently.

He was chased by ghosts in a hearse in the middle of the night.

There are ghosts in the car, ghosts behind the car, and little hope in front of the car.

It's so exciting.

At another stop, a ghost was waiting for the car. It was a man in his twenties. The driver was forced to stop the car. With the sound of the badly damaged station, the ghost waiting for the car took a few steps forward.

The ghost in the car screamed at the young man waiting for the car. The driver made a crazy gesture to the young man waiting for the car, urging the young man to get on the car quickly.

The boy who had half stepped into the hearse: "

He looked hesitant and wavered between getting on the bus and not getting on the bus.

The situation is different from what he thought.

It's too warm for him.

Forgive him for being a fresh kid.

With such hesitation, the ghosts chasing behind the car were close again, which excited the ghosts and made them run a little faster.

His eyes were full of resentment against someone in the hearse.

Is it easy for them to be ghosts? Even if you wake them up to sleep, dare you say they have spicy chicken?

It's unbearable!