Cold words Mo shook his head hard, as if to disperse the voice in his head. After all, the cry was too weird and sad, which made him really afraid.

But after shaking her head, the woman's cry is still reverberating, and the mentality of cold words is almost unbearable.

It's weird, weird to fear and despair.

Jiang Fengming thought about it, then took a look at the cold words. His eyes were meaningful and looked at him with some suspicion.

This kind of vision makes lengyanmo very uncomfortable, "you see what I do, what I say is true, as for I don't sleep in the middle of the night, so toss you?"

Lengyanmo looked at the electronic watch on the bedside table. It was already 3:30 in the morning.

"If I hadn't been afraid, I wouldn't have called you. It's not a joke or a prank. I really heard it. Is it in this bedroom It's Haunted

After the cold words, his eyes became more alert and scared. He stared at the surroundings carefully. He dared not breathe, almost holding his breath.

"You sleep in my bedroom and see if you can hear me." Jiang Fengming said, and then directly picked up lengyanmo.

In the impression of cold words, this is the first time that Jiang Fengming holds him, but his movements are skilled.

But in Jiang Fengming's arms, Leng Yanmo doesn't feel any warmth, only cold. It's not as safe and warm as in Leng Shaoheng's arms.

Coldly, Mo pursed his lips, looked up at the river breeze, and then looked away.

Jiang Fengming didn't notice the small expression of lengyanmo. He just hugged him, left the bedroom and went in towards his bedroom.

After arriving at Jiang Fengming's bedroom, he did not put down the cold words immediately. Instead, he asked, "can you still hear the cry?"

Coldly, Mo nodded, "can..."

Jiang Fengming twisted his eyebrows. "Can I hear it in my bedroom?"

"Yes." Cold words Mo very affirmative answer way, eyes vigilant and fear of looking at the eye Jiang Fengming bedroom.

Jiang Fengming held him in his arms and pondered for a few seconds. Then he left the bedroom and came to the living room.

"Can you hear me?" Jiang Fengming continued.

"Yes." Mo continued to answer coldly.

Jiang Fengming came to the balcony with lengyanmo in his arms, "now?"

"Still." Cold words ink pursed lips, the fear in the heart more heavy a few minutes.

"Is this ward haunted? That's why other people stopped living. As a result, we transferred in." Cold words and ink try to guess.

"Don't think about it. There is no ghost at this time. It's just the function of your own heart." Jiang Fengming frowned and his tone sank.

"What's the change in the size of the cry after changing places?" Jiang Fengming inquired seriously.

Naturally, he didn't believe the words of ghosts and gods. Since he said coldly that the cry was in his mind, it was a little questionable.

"There's no change. They're all loud and shrill."

Coldly speaking, Mo shrinks in Jiang Fengming's arms and looks around warily, for fear that a ghost will jump out of any corner, with a ferocious face and exposed fangs, and eat them.

"It seems that you have a ghost in your heart." Jiang Fengming's eyes droop slightly, looking at the cold words in his arms and eyebrows pick slightly. Is there something wrong with the spirit of cold words?

"Don't scare me!" Cold words Mo immediately exclaimed, holding himself tightly, "I should not be possessed by the ghost!"

Jiang Fengming rolled his eyes when he saw him like this, "can you believe in science?"

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