Underworld Chat Group: My Hubby is King Hades

Seeing A Lang’s message, Ning Huanxin was speechless--

We were chatting. You ran to play the game without a sound. Is this really good?

It seemed that he felt Ning Huanxin's emotions.

A Lang immediately sent another message to Ning Huanxin.

Dead ghost Alang: Is the woman you talking about long-haired or short-haired? Are you wearing a skirt or pants?

It’s the one who died by jumping off the building a few days ago! Did a few die a few days ago?

Dead ghost Alang: Well, it’s actually like this. I play games every day, and I can’t remember the time when I play games, and I’ve been floating here for a long time. It’s normal for my memory to be a little messy, otherwise I would lose every game. What?

Is there any direct necessary connection?

You really are a messy ghost!

Ning Huanxin was a little speechless, but she still took a deep breath and recalled Tang Yelan's appearance and dress. Because she was afraid that A Lang would suddenly go to play some mobile game, she did not type, but directly faced the air. Said: "The woman who jumped to commit suicide here a few days ago was called Tang Yelan. She was supposed to be wearing a hospital gown, with long hair, very straight and flowing. By the way, I remember her hair was dyed. It seems to be burgundy."

Hearing Ning Huanxin's words, soon news of A Lang arrived.

Dead ghost Alang: So you were talking about her. I remembered that when she died, she was groaning alone, as if she was still singing while walking to the rooftop. I was playing games and was interrupted by her singing. , That song is always ugly! I really want to shoot her to death!

"She is singing?"

Ning Huanxin suddenly thought of the thirteenth pair of eyes. It was a world forbidden song. Since it was a song, it could be turned into a song with lyrics, but no one knew what the score of that song was.

"Do you remember what she sang? In addition to singing, does she have any other special behaviors?"

Ning Huanxin eagerly asked again.

This time, A Lang paused again before giving Ning Huanxin a reply.

Dead ghost Alang: That song is difficult to sing and listen to. I can't learn it. In short, it is very weird. As for the others, by the way, she seemed to say something before jumping off the building-I am guilty, I deserve to die. Is this a special behavior?

I'm guilty, should I die?

Is this confession?

Ning Huan concentrated his mind.

Tang Yelan's spirit was really abnormal when she jumped off the building. Listening to A Lang's narration, she seemed to be controlled by something.

And the last sentence, is it confession or atonement, who knows?

Ning Huanxin wanted to ask anything more, when suddenly there was a "creak" not far away.

The door to the rooftop was pushed open again.

Ning Huan was startled, turning his head and looking in the direction of the door subconsciously.

A familiar figure slowly opened the door and walked out.

It's Wang Qichao.

"Miss Ning, is that you?"

Wang Qichao stood at the door, and did not leave the door to the left or right: "There is a problem with the roof of the rooftop here. It is often locked automatically. Would you like to go down with me?"

It seems that Wang Qichao has been to this rooftop many times, he is already very familiar with it, and he has even known the pitfall of this door.

"Oh."

Ning Huanxin answered, and immediately stood up, swept the dust off his body, and walked quickly to the gate.