Lin Yun clearly saw the lady coming out of the painting, her bright eyes had turned into soul fire, blood slowly falling down from her eye sockets, leaving behind bloody marks on her beautiful face. Her long red hair was like red snakes, emitting some hissing sounds...
A cold wind blew through the hallway, carrying a hoarse and sinister laughter. In an instant, the hallway was filled with a thick bloody smell.
'Blood Banshee?' Lin Yun frowned. Although he already knew that the painting was strange, he never expected it to be that strange...
That was a Blood Banshee...