When the scream came out, Zhao Shuier suddenly sat up.
The pale moonlight spilled in from the window. She got off the bed and looked outside.
Did he have a nightmare?
She pulled open the door to her room. The night wind was blowing heavily, and there was a faint sound coming from the street outside.
Zhao Shuier blinked his eyes, but he still walked out.
In the recent days, strange incidents had happened frequently in the academy and students were constantly being killed. The people outside were all saying that it was Feng Shuixi who did it.
Zhao Shuier could not help but sigh. Feng Family was getting more and more arrogant.
It was said that a few days ago, there was an aerial confrontation between the Jun Family and Grandfather Jun Wu Yi. For some reason, Grandpa Jun Wu was severely injured and was on the verge of death.
Zhao Shuier was a little depressed. genius camp was no longer the genius camp he was before, and after hearing that something had happened to the Chen and Nie families, it was simply terrible.
Pulling open the courtyard door, Zhao Shuier peeked his head out and looked outside.
Under the night sky, the stone path was completely silent. The moonlight sprinkled on top of it, and it was extremely white.
Zhao Shuier tilted his head, his gaze landing on the end of the road, following that he opened his eyes wide.
There was a figure standing there and another person lying on the ground.
A faint scent of blood was sent over by the wind, causing Zhao Shuier to tremble violently.
Suddenly, the standing figure turned around.
It was a woman, with a veil covering her face, and a dress dancing in the air. Even though she was far away, Zhao Shuier could still recognize the dress.
Feng Shuixi?
She quickly pulled back her head and carefully closed the door. Then, she quickly ran back to her room and got into bed.
The surrounding temperature seemed to have cooled down.
A figure appeared at the window.
Zhao Shuier's heart was in her throat, but she only kept her eyes tightly shut, trying her best to keep her breathing even.
A figure slowly appeared in front of the bed.
Zhao Shuier's hands tightly grabbed onto the bed sheets.
She felt a pair of cold eyes on her.
The chilliness was bone-piercing.
The shadow raised his hand.
His fingers were pale, his nails sharp and stained with blood.
Zhao Shuier's body tensed to the extreme, and even his breathing became lighter.
"Sister Shui Er!"
Suddenly, a loud voice came from outside the door. The black shadow turned around and looked at the window. The next moment, it was gone.
"Did Sister Shui Er forget to close the door?" The strange sounds of the fog rain could be heard.
"Let's go in and take a look." Sikong Nan said gently.
Zhao Shuier suddenly sat up, wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and rushed out without thinking.
"Brother Sikong, Rain of Mist! Fortunately, you guys came in time! "
Thinking back to the dangerous situation just now, Zhao Shuier felt a chill run down his spine.
Sikong Nan slightly frowned: "What's wrong?"
"Feng Shuixi wants to kill me!" Zhao Shuier rolled up his sleeves and said, "Look, I got goosebumps all over my body."
Feng Shuixi? " Sikong Nan's face changed slightly, "Why did she kill you?"
However, Zhao Shuier did not answer and hurriedly ran out of the courtyard door. With a trembling voice, he said: "Big Brother Sikong, look, the corpse is still there."
It was a young lady dressed in cyan spirit robes. Her face was ruined beyond recognition and her entire body was pierced through by several bloody skeletons. She died a terrible death.
Fog Rain fearfully hid behind Sikong Nan, since she was a little girl. In the middle of the night, when she suddenly saw such a bloodied corpse, she was unavoidably afraid.
Sikong Nan lifted his hand and probed the girl's body, "She should have died not long ago."
"When I heard the scream, I felt weird. I came out to see what was going on, but I didn't expect Feng Shuixi to be standing right beside the corpse. Zhao Shuier could not help but feel his hair stand on end.
He never thought that Feng Shuixi would actually be so vicious, to the point that he wouldn't even let the door open.
Sikong Nan frowned slightly. He felt that there were a lot of suspicious points, but he couldn't get a handle on his emotions. He said: "Go back and rest first, don't leave genius camp for the next two days."
Zhao Shuier hesitated: "Big Brother Sikong, I'm really scared. Say, if I really fight with Feng Shuixi, would I die really miserably?"
Sikong Nan laughed: "Lovely girls usually die in a better way."
Zhao Shuier wrinkled her nose, then laughed: "Cute young lady, you won't die, hmph!" As she spoke, she held onto Misty Rain and said, "Can you let Misty Rain sleep with me tonight? Misty Rain's Grass to pacify our souls, right?"
Misty Rain immediately nodded. "Then I'll accompany Sister Shui Er."
Sikong Nan took another glance at the female corpse, but ignored it. He raised his hand and placed it on top of Shui Er's head, and then walked forward.
Zhao Shuier asked curiously: "Ahh? Won't you take care of the body? "
"Wouldn't it be better to let the old men from the Elder Pavilion handle it?"
"I wonder how elder brother Qingchen's grandfather is doing …"
The voices of the two became further and further away until it became indistinct.
In the distance, in a dark corner, a pair of eyes stared coldly at their departing backs.
Nie clan.
"Father!"
Nie Yu's face changed.
High in the sky, Nie Jingyun smashed down heavily.
The enormous Nie clan protection formation was reduced to fine powder with a bang.
Feng Tianyi took a step forward, and said coldly: "Leave none alive, kill them all!"
suddenly spat out a mouthful of pus and blood, and pushed Nie Yu away: "Send this brat away!"
"Patriarch!"
The faces of the Nie clan members changed. Seeing the frightening pressure coming at them, they split up and took action, grabbing Nie Yu and retreating.
"Let me go! Let me go! " Nie Yu's eyes were wide opened, his face covered with blood, as he roared at the top of his lungs.
However, for the first time, the people from the Nie clan ignored this Young Master's orders and desperately carried Nie Yu and left the place.
Blood and fire interweaved in the air above the Nie clan.
A large clan collapsed amidst the rain of blood and gore.
In the Chen family.
Chen Yi was covered in blood, staring blankly at the Chenchen who had turned into scorched earth.
Everything was gone ….
"Grandfather!" "Grandfather!"
Chen Yi called out to him twice, but in the empty charred ground, there was only the sound of the wind sweeping him away.
"Chen Yi!"
From afar, Yuewei hurried over and caught Chen Yi.
The youth raised his bloodied face, blinked his eyes, and said after a long while: "Big Sis Yuewei, Grandfather is dead, they are all dead!"
The youth's eyes widened. His body was on the verge of collapse, as if he had yet to recover from this enormous reality.
Yuewei hugged the youth painfully. "Good child, come back with me first, go back first."
"..." I'm the only one left. " He spoke in a low voice.
's tears almost fell down his face. Feng Family was simply too vicious, the soldiers were split into three, and at the same time, he attacked Jun Wu Yi and Nie Li. Furthermore, Jun Wu's life was at stake, and the Jun Family right now had no time to care about the Nie and Chen families.
The ChenFamily has been destroyed. I hope that the Nie Family can hold on!
Yuewei looked up at the dark sky.
Could it be that the heavens were really going to destroy the Jun Family?