Chapter 1700: Ghostly voice

The shadows that penetrated their bodies did not hurt their bodies. The real source of pain was their souls.
It is also the same pain that runs through the body, but their souls are bound by their shadows and they can't move at all.
They did not know how long they had been suffering like this, and suddenly they found their shadows pulling their bodies and falling.
But for a moment, it seemed to have passed countless years. By the time they came back, they appeared on the campus again.
The four people standing on the playground touched their bodies, and there was nothing strange.
What happened just now seems to have not happened at all.
This kind of thing is completely beyond their imagination, the faces of the four people are full of puzzles.
They are not very familiar with the playground here, but after walking through them, they cannot be said to be strange.
Jiang Chuanhe looked around, the playground was still empty, and there was no one. However, there is nothing too strange.
"Shadow! Our shadow is gone!"
Hearing Wang Ze's words, Jiang Chuanhe hurriedly looked down, and indeed his shadow could no longer be found.
The shadows of all four of them have disappeared.
"How could this be?" Wen Shan said to himself in a low voice, "Where is our shadow?"
Qian Feng was not as flustered as they were, but he could only say that he had made the worst plan.
Qian Feng asked: "Did you feel any discomfort in yourself?"
The other three felt it for a moment, and did not feel anything uncomfortable, and then shook their heads.
Qian Feng continued to say: "I think you have also made it clear that we are now on death trial, so no matter what happens, it is normal."
Wen Shan, when Qian Feng had just finished speaking, immediately said aloud: "What's the point even if we know this? Our shadow is gone."
Qian Feng said very calmly: "What about then? Although your current shadow is gone, at least you have not continued to suffer any more!"
Wen Shan froze, opened his mouth, but finally said nothing. What Qian Feng said, although unpleasant, is not unreasonable.
Jiang Chuanhe looked at Qian Feng's words so freely, and asked, "So what do you say we should do now?"
Qian Feng's face was stiff, and he didn't know what to say.
What he has is not just a mortal mentality, it does not mean that he can come up with a way to deal with the situation now.
He doesn't have any clue at all now, he just doesn't know what he should do.
Looking at Qian Feng, without talking for a long time, Jiang Chuanhe already understood what he meant.
But now it's not a question of blaming anyone or anyone. Jiang Chuanhe sighed and said nothing.
Anyway, Wang Ze said indignantly: "No way, what to pretend here!"
Qian Feng glared when he was about to say something. Suddenly the broadcast on the entire campus rang...
The ghostly voice echoed in their ears again and again.
The four people covered their ears with pain. This sudden piercing sound was like someone puncturing their eardrum with a needle. It was very painful.
But after a minute, the sound from the radio disappeared.
The four slowly lowered their hands and watched the surrounding broadcast with a lingering fear.
"What happened to that voice just now? How could it be so harsh?" Wen Shan said doubtfully.
No one answered his words, and now everyone is confused about what the voice is all about, but they all understand that the voice will cause them enormous pain.
"Go!" Jiang Chuanhe did not hesitate: "We must go out from here now."
The other three did not have any opinions. They were already scared by the ghostly voice. That taste is too painful.
They walked along the playground to the school gate. This is where they have walked twice. They all remember the route.
But as they walked forward, they found something wrong. The road seemed to be extended indefinitely.
The four of them haven't stopped in their footsteps, but it's still not normal to stay close to the gate of the school.
"Hey, look at what that is?" Wen Shan shouted excitedly at the center of the playground.
The other three looked in the direction of his finger, and a man was lying in the middle of the playground, looking from a distance, like a woman in a white dress.
However, in this case, no one dared to determine what it was.
Wang Ze couldn't understand Wen Shan's excitement: "No matter what it is, it has nothing to do with us. The most important thing we have now is to find a way to escape. We don't know when the broadcast will make such a voice! "
Wen Shan turned his head and said to Wang Ze, "This thing is not the same as you think, it is not that simple. And do you think we can go out now?"
Wang Ze didn't like Wen Shan's tone very much, but at this time Jiang Chuanhe had already spoken.
"Okay, don't quarrel!" Jiang Chuanhe said impatiently: "What time is it now, and what use are you still arguing about here?"
"It's moving!" Qian Feng, who had been watching the playground, yelled suddenly.
The attention of the other three was immediately drawn to the past.
Sure enough, the woman who had been lying on the ground at this time slowly stood up and walked over to them.
The light here is not very bright. All four of them narrowed their eyes, hoping to see the girl's face clearly. But they found out that no matter how hard they tried, the girl's face seemed vague and unclear.
"Whether it's a human being or a ghost!" Wang Ze's voice trembled a little: "Will it..."
Wen Shan interrupted his words in a panic: "Don't talk nonsense!"
Qian Feng's face became pale, and when they did not know how to be good, the girl was very close to them.
Although Jiang Chuanhe was not sure whether the girl was a ghost, he instinctively felt that running away was their best choice now.
"run!"
When Jiang Chuanhe's voice fell, he himself was the first to start running.
Under such circumstances, he dared not waste any time at all.
After the other three people reacted, they started running in the same way. ..
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