The soul of the ex-husband

It's heart-pounding.

It's a pity that among all the people, Xiao Qi was just thinking about his own thoughts, and missed the way Zhou Heng made for him.

Zhou Heng realized that Xiao Qi was absent-minded, thought for a while, and asked: "What's wrong?"

Xiao Qi shook his head and said, "Nothing."

At this moment, there was a sudden "pa——" sound upstairs, as if something heavy fell to the ground.

Xiao Qi glanced above his head.

Zhou Heng also looked up and explained: "Because the server is shutting down, the scene may have collapsed."

Xiao Qi made it clear, put aside other thoughts, and said: "Let's go, get off the assembly line as soon as possible."

The student dormitory saw off the last group of people.

However, on the sixth floor, at the end of the corridor that no one noticed, there was a small water column gurgling in the toilet.

In the last compartment in the corner, the wooden door was closed tightly, trembling from time to time, and there were sticky sounds coming from inside, as if countless molluscs were writhing and entangled inside.

Sudden. "Boom—"

A thick strip of meat was slapped on the wall, and thick gray-brown mucus oozes from the whole one.