As she spoke, Zilan gritted her teeth again, revealing a look of resentment in her eyes. "They're so hateful! Even the people of our seventh class dare to move, miss, we must not spare them! ”

Feng Chuge narrowed his eyes lightly, looked at Zilan with an angry face, and didn't say much, but crossed the crowd and walked straight to the corpse in the middle.

Right now, next to the corpse, Su Ande and the others were probing something, with a solemn look on their faces. After seeing Feng Chuge coming, his expression eased. "Little junior sister, you're here."

"Did you find out what?" Feng Chuge looked at the corpse and asked.

Su Ande shook his head, "I only know that it was a sword wound, and I don't know who it is, but they all say that they are from the fifth class." ”

Speaking of this, Su Ande's face became particularly gloomy, "If you know who killed Song Qi, don't blame me for picking his skin when the time comes!" ”

The cruel words made Feng Chuge look sideways slightly.

When Su Ande finished saying this, he was suddenly shocked.

He took two steps back and reached out to cover his mouth. "Little junior sister, I just said that I was playing, I didn't scare you. Now that you have a baby, you can't be negligent. ”

In the solemn atmosphere, the corners of Feng Chuge's lips twitched slightly.

"Little junior sister, you better get out of here quickly, the smell of blood here is too strong, and it's not good for you."

While Su Ande was saying this, Feng Chuge's eyes were carefully observing Song Qi's corpse.

It was a sword wound, not deep, but fatal, because the sword pierced straight into his heart.

Scanning his wounds, but at that moment, Feng Chuge saw a little white powder on his clothes.

His pupils shrank slightly, and Feng Chuge stepped forward, squatted down, and swept his hand over the white powder clothes that were standing.

At that moment, Feng Chuge's face changed suddenly.

"Little junior sister, have you found anything?" Noticing the strangeness of Feng Chuge's expression, Su Ande spoke up.

Feng Chuge just got up, "It's okay, I'll go first." ”

"Okay, little junior sister, leave quickly, seeing that your face suddenly became bad, it must be because the smell of blood is too heavy and collides with you."

Su Ande was still talking about something, Feng Chuge couldn't hear it clearly, she just took a step out of the crowd......

"Miss, are you alright?" After Feng Chuge came out, Bi Luo and Lu Zhu looked at Feng Chuge's different color and asked with some concern.

Feng Chuge glanced at the three of them, "Let's go back first." ”

Maybe the summer is gradually passing, and the sun is obviously very bright, but it is always a little tragic when it shines on the body.

After returning to the courtyard, Feng Chuge raised his eyes, and his sharp gaze shot straight at Zilan. "Zilan, are you hiding something from me?"

Shocked by that sight, Zilan's body trembled slightly. "Miss...... I...... How could I possibly hide something from you? ”

"Really?" Feng Chuge looked at Zilan deeply, "That'...... Why does Song Qi's wound appear flashy powder? ”

Flashy powder......

As soon as these three words came out, not only Zilan was stunned, but also Biluo and Luzhu on the side were stunned.

The sword in Zilan's hand was made of thousand-year-old black iron, so she cherished this sword very much. Even in order to protect the sword, she specially asked the young lady for the flashy powder she had refined herself and smeared it on the blade......

In other words, flashy powder, except for Feng Chuge, only Zilan has it!