Shen Xueqing's heart trembled as she pulled out her phone and turned on the camera to face her own cheek.
In the phone screen, countless black hairs crept out from her left cheek, moving like needles and thread, weaving back and forth beneath the flesh to form a black-haired human face, outrageously eerie.
As if noticing Shen Xueqing's gaze, the black-haired face revealed a sinister smile.
Whoosh!
Shen Xueqing couldn't take it any longer and tore off the Hundred Ghosts 3D Glasses. Everything on her phone screen returned to normal, and her cheek showed no alteration.
It was a false alarm.
Shen Xueqing kept touching her face, her heart still pounding fiercely, feeling an unusual surge of thrill and astonishment.
"Indeed, the manufacturing power of the Jieke Group in the field of horror is truly astonishing," she mused.
After the fear had passed, the feeling of exhilaration made Shen Xueqing unable to help but crack a smile.
