Touching the grave and shocking the marriage, the coffin man came up on the couch

Chapter 24 The Woman in the Mirror

"Lengran...cold..."

Suddenly, the frenzied shouting outside the door suddenly disappeared.

So suddenly, as if suddenly there was nothing.

The wooden door stopped shaking, as if everything was a dream.

Leng Ran raised her head in surprise, and cautiously looked outside the door...

Her expression froze completely in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, her eyes showed hopeless panic, her mouth opened infinitely wide, and her whole body was already terrified to the limit.

In the dressing cabinet with the wooden door lowered, in the fuzzy rhombic mirror on the top...

Standing is a long-haired woman in a blood-red wedding dress...

The long hair dragged on the ground, like a black poisonous snake...

And these are not the scariest thing, the scariest thing is what the woman is still holding in her hand...

that thing...

It is a human head!
A human head with the same cheeks as her own, dripping with blood, staring straight at her with wide-eyed eyes!

what! !

Leng Ran jumped up almost instantly, turned around and was about to crawl under the kang.

"Hee hee hee……"

The female ghost in the bronze mirror raised the corners of her lips, letting out bursts of eerie laughter.

The laughter echoed around, piercing Leng Ran's eardrums.

"Stop laughing, stop laughing!"

Leng Ran was on the verge of schizophrenia by the hairy laughter, and couldn't help it anymore. While roaring, she took off her embroidered shoes and threw them at the woman in the bronze mirror.

boom--

The bronze mirror of the dressing cabinet shattered in response, and the bloody, long-haired woman in the red dress in the mirror was divided into countless pieces.

However, doing so still did not stop her creepy laughter.

The laughter seemed to be pinched by the neck, making a roar of dying struggle.

Leng Ran didn't want to look at it, but those eyes still couldn't stop looking at it.

I saw the female ghost in the lens slowly raised her head, her long black hair slowly spread out, revealing that snow-white face...

Leng Ran gasped, only to feel that her whole body was filled with gloom and terror to the extreme.

That sheet of paper-like face was pale, with no eyes, no mouth and nose... nothing, just a pale face.

Leng Ran's teeth chattered in fear, her body was cold, she forced herself not to faint, not to faint, but the sense of fear had spread to her whole body, making her uncontrollable, staring at the female ghost with wide eyes head in hand.

That is his own head!
"Hahahaha……"

As Leng Ran expected, after the woman let out a series of cold laughter, the other hand stretched out from the cuff of the blood-colored wedding dress embroidered with phoenix patterns. It was a palm with only knuckles left, dark red. His nails are thin and long, slowly, slowly, that palm slowly covers the other hand...

Leng Ran only felt that her heart was about to jump out of her chest, her pupils slowly contracted into pinholes, and then slowly expanded, when the dark red nails were about to pierce through the cap of the skull, Leng Ran again Unable to bear the fear, she fainted with a scream!
boom--

Almost at the same time, a dark blue fire suddenly ignited, instantly engulfing the female ghost in the bronze mirror. The female ghost was burned to ashes before she could even scream.

Countless pieces of broken lenses refracted a beam of light under the dim candlelight, where the light was busy, there was a faint emerald green light, like a jade finger.

……

"Sorceress Wang, love inside."

The next day was still sunny, and the dark night was covered with warm sunlight.

(End of this chapter)