757 come at me

Again?

The sound of grave carving arose; just as everyone had let out a breath of relief, they had to draw it in once more, their nerves tensing again.

Too fast.

There was no chance to catch a breath; a member of the supernatural forum had just died. How long had it been, ten seconds, or perhaps twenty?

At most a minute.

The ghost's attacks came one after another. Starting with the death of Luo Su Yi, this must be the fourth attack.

Upon hearing this sound, Yang Jian's face darkened.

According to his plan, they were supposed to finish the task of delivering the letter after the third attack and before the fourth began, but to his surprise, they hadn't found Grave No. 78. It was as if that grave had vanished and didn't exist in this area at all; otherwise, how could so many people search and find nothing?

"The fourth person is going to die, who will it be this time?" Sun Rui stood there leaning on his cane, his complexion also very unsightly.