Seeing this scene, Su Anlin frowned and had a bad feeling.

"Little radish, little cabbage, you stay outside."

Su Anlin entered the house with a knife.

Li Sheng also held a knife and shouted: "Fan Shusheng, Fan Shusheng?"

No one responded.

But inside the house, there was the sound of nails scratching the wood.

"Zizzizi..."

There is someone in the house.

Li Sheng walked to the back room and stood in the shadow of the room.

"roar!"

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed out and rushed towards Li Sheng.

"What the hell."

Li Sheng hurriedly raised his hands to resist.

Stab!

The cotton-padded clothes on his arms were scratched, and blood flowed immediately from the gash.

"Ah, ah, ghost corpse, it's a ghost corpse..."
Chapter completed!