"Wenwen! Help me, hand, there is a hand on my shoulder!"
Wang Ziwen immediately turned her head and was startled when she saw the ghost hand on Xu Xiaojing's shoulder.
The pale severed finger knuckles moved, and the nails poked at the skin, which obviously could not be explained by a mechanical prop.
Faced with the ghost hand, Wang Ziwen felt timid, but she couldn't just leave her best friend alone.
Seeing that Xu Xiaojing was about to faint, Wang Ziwen made up her mind, reached out and grabbed the wrist of the severed hand and pulled it down!
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