Han Feiyu woke up in the dark again, and when he opened his eyes, he felt that something was wrong.

The dormitory was too dark.

He has no night blindness, and when he sleeps in the dormitory, he can occasionally wake up and see the layout of the dormitory.

But now he could see nothing, and the sight of his eyes open and his eyes closed was exactly the same, like a blind man.

There are some doubts.

A little flustered.

It was silent, no wind, no insects chirping.

He called softly twice, and all that was echoed in the darkness of the night was his own echo.

He struggled to sit up, and realized that the place where he was lying was not his own bed.

The bed can't be so rough.

The dormitory of the Coulizal Academy was extremely luxurious, with only two beds in the spacious dormitory, and the beds were covered with wool-soft bedding, how could it be as rough as the one just felt.

Han Feiyu stood up and stretched out his hands to grope in the dark night.

There seems to be water under your feet, sticking to the soles of your feet.

There was a very pungent smell, and I don't know what it was coming from.

Suddenly, a light flashed through his mind, and Han Feiyu patted his head and secretly cursed stupidly.

"The Seventh of the Divine Law - Light and Darkness Cannon. ”

Although it was a little reluctant, it was still used, and looking at the gradually growing ball of light in the palm of his hand, Han Feiyu was a little relieved.

After all, I didn't take those few classes in vain.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew, and the ball of light in his hand shook violently, almost dissipating.

He hurriedly focused his attention on his hands, and trace after trace of spiritual power was transmitted to the ball of light along his hands, which ensured the stability of the light and dark cannon.

Thinking of the huge ball of light that appeared casually when Ed took him to support Shi Xie, Han Feiyu was a little sad.

People are indeed incomparable.

It is said that Ed was already proficient in the Divine Law below the 30th Order by the time he took the same number of Divine Law classes.

Whoever is like him who has finally used the seventh divine law will secretly rejoice.

The so-called genius should mean that I will grow up like that, dad, they say that I am talented but want to trick me into this hellish place.

The surrounding scene gradually illuminated as the light emitted by the light and dark cannon gradually illuminated, and Han Feiyu was a little surprised.

Traces of battle were evident as far as the eye could see, and the ground beneath his feet was barely a single intact piece of dirt.

It is more cluttered than a rice field ploughed by oxen.

There is a big hole not far away, which looks especially strange in this dark space, and I don't know what it is.

Han Feiyu walked over slowly, his palms were full of cold sweat, thinking that if the situation was not right, he would not hesitate to smash the divine law in his hand.

It probably doesn't make much sense.

But it is more dignified to be able to die.

Unfortunately, until he reached the edge of the big hole, there were still no accidents.

The tight heartstrings loosened slightly, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, the sound of water droplets sounded, Han Feiyu was a little surprised, and listened attentively.

The time interval between the water droplets was extremely long, but fortunately, Han Feiyu was finally sure that it was a real voice and not his own auditory hallucination.

Like those scenes I have seen in the countryside before, it often takes a lot of time for the morning mist to condense into dew drops and fall down the green bamboo leaves from the sky into the well.

It does not refer to the fall of water droplets, but refers to the formation of dew droplets.

Could it be that this hole is actually a low-profile version of a well?

Han Feiyu half-knelt on the ground and stretched out the light and dark cannon into the cave, trying to see what was in the cave.

With Han Feiyu's spiritual power, the range that the light and dark cannon could illuminate was only a few feet, and it was a little blurry no matter how far away.

He could only see a rough idea.

I don't know why, obviously Han Feiyu didn't feel the fluctuation of the air, but the light and dark cannon in his hand still began to collapse.

Spots of light floated through the air like fireflies, and Han Feiyu finally saw clearly what was in the cave.

He sat down on the ground in fright.

Sure enough, it was liquid.

Not water.

It's blood.

I don't know how deep it is, but the height of the blood is only about an arm's length from the entrance of the cave.

There was something in the blood that glowed.

That's five lumpy solids.

Han Feiyu looked at them, suddenly a little restless, as if there was an instinct that drove him to jump into a pool of blood and destroy those five inexplicable things.

He suppressed that impulse.

Those five lumpy solids looked magnificent.

In such places, Rosewood is often synonymous with weirdness.

Weirdness is the same as danger.

I can't hold my instinct in the face of danger, and that's a dead word.

But that instinct was as irresistible as if it was engraved on the soul, and Han Feiyu took a step towards the entrance of the cave.

Another step forward.

Han Feiyu tried his best to control his body, but there were constant signals in his mind that he was going against his will.

The body's actions are based on the signals coming out of the mind.

He had already leaked half of his foot at the mouth of the hole, and he was about to jump into the pool of blood.

As if sensing the danger, those diamond blocks suddenly rushed out of the pool of blood when Han Feiyu was about to jump into the pool of blood, turning into five streamers of different colors and moving away.

Han Feiyu finally regained control of his body, he withdrew his right foot, and sat on the ground gasping for air.

He looked at the streamer in the distance.

At the end of the streamer, he finally knew where the pungent smell was coming from.

A large corpse lay at the end of the line of sight.

The corpse was familiar.

Kind of like that apex predator I've ever seen.

Griffons.

Han Feiyu stepped back with the soft dirt under his feet, and then suddenly lost weight and fell somewhere.

......

He opened his eyes.

It turned out to be just a dream.

The bedroom environment is still so dark, but you can barely see.

"Feiyu, save me. ”

He turned his head sharply, and then all the blood in his body seemed to congeale in an instant.

As far as the eye could see, he saw the girl who had been thinking about her for a long time.

A pair of strong hands were tightly locked around her throat.

He wanted to rush over, but it was too late.

Jing Yue's face had turned purple, and red blood flowed out from the Seven Orifices.

But her eyes weren't dead.

She stared at him deadly.

His eyes were full of blame and disappointment.

......

......

Han Feiyu opened his eyes and sat up suddenly, gasping for breath.

There was nothing in the dorm.

It turned out that it was already dawn.

It turned out to be just a dream within a dream.

The heart was still beating very irregularly and fast, like running a marathon and doing a thousand push-ups.

It's just a dream, Han Feiyu thought.

Everything that appeared in the dream was terrible.

Whether it's the well of blood or the mountains of corpses...... And Jingyue.

Thinking of the last image in his mind, Han Feiyu pursed his lips.

That will never happen!

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Han Feiyu was stunned, it was the first time in more than two months since he arrived in Kulizar that someone knocked on his bedroom door.

He lifted the quilt and jumped out of bed, running to open the door without wearing his shoes.

......

There was a big white man Han Feiyu had never seen before, estimated to be more than 1.9 meters tall, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, wearing a white-washed 70s denim suit that had been out of breath for a long time, and his long brown hair looked very greasy after not being taken care of for a long time, plus the two jet-black black circles under his eyes.

Where did the homeless come from?

Can you even run to Kurizal?

The homeless man looked at the little yellow man in front of him and asked in non-standard Chinese, "Hello, is this room 607?"

This was also the first time Han Feiyu had heard such non-standard Chinese since he arrived in Kulizar, and the people he met before spoke Mandarin even better than him.

I suddenly felt a little glad in my heart, but fortunately, not every foreigner's Chinese is better than my own.

Otherwise, I myself as a Chinese would have failed a little too much.

"Yes, is there anything wrong with you?"

The homeless man rolled his eyes.

"Yes, get out of the way, I'm tired of carrying these two boxes!"

Only then did Han Feiyu notice that the rugged white man was still carrying two boxes, and hurriedly got out of the way.

The box was really heavy, and when he put the box, Han Feiyu clearly felt a shake on the floor.

"That...... My name is Han Feiyu and I am from Chongqing, China......"

The homeless man looked up at him.

"Oh. ”

This answer was full marks, and Han Feiyu was a little embarrassed.

Embarrassed, I wanted to jump up and strangle this damn man to death.

But after all, it was a roommate who was going to get along for four years, and Han Feiyu hesitated for a moment but decided to continue chatting with him.

"What about you? Where are you? ”

The homeless man remained silent and silently packed his luggage.

Han Feiyu scratched his head, feeling that the atmosphere was becoming more and more awkward.

After a few minutes, he heard the homeless man's somewhat tired voice.

"I'm Turkish. ”

What are the Turks called?

Han Feiyu just wanted to ask the name of this roommate.

Suddenly, I felt a sticky sensation coming from my feet.

He looked down and saw the dried blood on his feet.

Without caring about saying anything more, Han Feiyu's face changed, and he rushed into the toilet suddenly, feeling very frightened.

That...... Isn't it a dream?

After coming out of the bath, he wanted to explain something to the homeless man, after all, he could not have noticed such obvious bloodstains, but found that the Turk had fallen asleep sitting on a stool.

It looks like he's really tired.

......

......

"Bluff Jett?" Ed looked at Cathy, a little shocked.

Cathy nodded, and to be honest, she was also surprised by the news.

"Are you sure that Bluff Jett you're talking about is the one we know?" Ed still didn't believe it.

"Yes, according to the news, it should be that Bluff Jett. ”

Ed covered his face, pondered for a moment, and stood up abruptly.

"No, I'm going to the headmaster. ”

"What are you doing with the principal?"

"Let him transfer Bluff out of Han Feiyu's bedroom. ”

"Huh?"

"I can't let Bluff leave a psychological shadow on my future successor. ”

......

"Bluff?" Shi Xie frowned.

The Suzaku Hall Master, who was temporarily acting as the deputy hall master, said in a deep voice.

"Teacher Death?" Shi Xie asked, somewhat uncertain.

After seeing the Vermilion Bird Hall Lord nodding again, Shi Xie covered his face, which was very similar to Ed.

"What does the Headmaster think?"

The Vermilion Bird Hall Lord scratched his hair and said uncertainly, "Maybe you want the God of Death to polish Han Feiyu well?"

......

Bluff Jett.

The most famous professor since the founding of Kulizar.

In his four years of education, not a single student has been able to graduate from his hands.

All of those students died without exception, so the students of the academy respectfully called him Teacher Reaper.

Death, death and life.

There is death and there is no life.