Wang Dong and Huo Yuhan followed the original trajectory of Lu Ming's walk back to the dormitory, which was empty, and disappeared along with the flowers that Lu Ming had planted in the water bottle last night.

The two of them couldn't figure out where Lu Ming could run to when they squeezed their heads, so they had to follow the trajectory where Lu Ming had usually been.

The crowded and noisy cafeteria, the silent classroom, the square where only the little couple still stayed in the secret tryst, and the empty soul guide experimental area, even Fan Yu and Zhou Yi disappeared without a trace.

It wasn't until they slowly approached the shore of Poseidon Lake that they saw the familiar figure, the sky was shrouded in heavy clouds, a dull roar could be faintly heard, and the wind stirred up the lake over and over again, stirring up huge waves.

And he sat quietly on the shore of the lake, like a tiny speck of dust, and the wind blew the hem of his garment like a weightless duckweed.

Looking closer, he sat on the edge of the lake, one hand on the ground, a cigarette burning on the other, not knowing what he was doing, leaning back, relying entirely on his arms to support the weight of his body, and the placket of his clothes was dripping with dripping water.

"Lu Ming", Huo Yuhan shouted from afar, but he didn't hear any response, that person was like a marble statue.

The two of them ran over slowly, almost unrecognizable for a while, their hair was messed up, and they stared blankly into the distance, with a haggard face like a checkmate, like a dying man who had stayed up all night in an Internet café and had not rested for several days.

The two little girls slowly walked up to Lu Ming and sat down, his eyes motionless and bloodshot like dead people.

Wang Dong frowned as he looked at the constantly burning cylindrical object, and a pair of huge soul power wings were condensed behind him, slowly instigating, blowing away the choking smoke.

Huo Yuhan slowly grabbed Lu Ming's hand and asked in a low voice, "What's going on, can you tell me about it?" ”

The warm and weak touch pulled Lu Ming back, he blinked, his head slowly twisted back, and the cute face bag slowly came out of his vision.

He was stunned for a moment, and then his pupils suddenly shrank like seeing an evil ghost, as if there was a carbon fire in his palm, and he quickly shook off Huo Yuhan's hand without saying a word.

Wang Dong's voice came quietly, and the other soft and boneless hand took away the cigarette in Lu Ming's hand, and the voice was so gentle, "Smoking is not good for your health"

Lu Ming stood up suddenly, and the aquatic plants under the lake and the mud and sand mixed under the agitation of the current, an unusually strong unknown fishy smell.

Thick clouds are reflected on the surface of the lake, and the joints reveal a mixture of gray and crimson, and finally dissipate into the dark water of the lake—a bottomless pitch black.

Lu Ming stared at the eyes that were pure and did not contain a trace of impurities, eyes as bright as the starry sky, and he was stunned for a moment.

But the next moment, he saw that this piece of heaven and earth stretched out dense tentacles, and with malice, he dug out those eyes, and stirred the flesh into a sticky flesh without any dripping blood.

Hot blood spilled all over him, it was a constant wail and a scream of pain, it was the crispness of broken bones and the wail of the passing of life.

The look of despair was vividly engraved in his heart, and the demons of hell waved their chains, strangled him by the neck, and hung him in the air, unable to breathe, as if a large amount of water had been poured into his lungs.

The sight made his eyes redden, and the memories that had not yet passed around him wrapped around him like a curse, spitting out unsettling syllables.

The dim color of the tide swallowed the blood that kept gushing out, and the disgusting smell of the fish was forced into the nostrils by the strong wind.

"What the hell is going on", the familiar voice was like a small hammer, shattering all illusions, with the sound of a mirror shattering.

Huo Yuhan hugged Lu Ming tightly, she was not dominant in height, she stood on tiptoe, tilted her head, and stroked Lu Ming's messy hair little by little, her eyes were full of worry and worry.

Lu Ming pushed her away under Huo Yuhan's incredulous expression, like a patient recovering from a serious illness, his body trembled abnormally, and there was not a trace of blood on his face.

"Huo Yuhan, there is a difference between men and women, please respect yourself", his voice was very hoarse and weak.

Huo Yuhan was stunned for a moment, his outstretched hand hung in mid-air, and his perspective moved down slightly, staring at the messy grass at his feet.

The rain fell little by little, wetting his clothes, his hair was close to his scalp, the rain slid down his face like pearls, and the hazy water vapor blurred Huo Yuhan's vision and was coated with a veil.

The figure gradually dissipated under the heavy rain, Huo Yuhan became more and more unable to see the appearance of the figure, she shouted a few times, and the sound diffused in the rain, cut off by the fine raindrops.

Like a ball of foam, washed everywhere by the rain, she scattered and fled, she grabbed it hard, but she could only watch it slide in her hand.

Lu Ming lit another cigarette as he walked, Mars was especially conspicuous in the gloomy weather, he climbed to the top of the bell tower, looked at the entire Shrek Academy, and hugged his legs.

He could have made a decision to avenge the girl, but the decision lingered in his mind. He couldn't do it...... He doesn't have the ability to kill a teacher at Shrek Academy at Nuo University, and then leave safely.

He cherished his life very much, and the idea of fighting for his life did not appear in his mind from the beginning, and all the sadness, self-blame, and heartache were just four words: powerless......

But it is powerlessness that can bring more pain to people, he is reluctant to exchange his soul to avenge the girl, let alone use his own life, and his anger can only turn into a weak sigh in the end.

Lu Ming looked at Shrek City in the distance, small figures, scattered lights, and heavy rain poured everything through, he couldn't save everyone...... Even the people around her could only watch her die and could not do anything.

Something suddenly occurred to him, and he took out from his bracelet the flower that was close to withering, the flower he had picked up from the ground that night.

The leaves became fragile and scorched, and Lu Ming held the flowers in the palm of his hand, and the petals were shattered under the strong wind, leaving behind fine seeds, seeds as small as dust.

A fire burned in the distance, and the barrels made of steel were constantly roaring, and the fiery red nozzles could not be concealed even by the torrential rain.

A figure rushed into the square, covered in blood, limping, a middle-aged man, so familiar, followed by Fan Yu and Zhou Yi who had lost his disguise.

The figure looked so small, creaking like a bug, and the sound of screaming reached into the sky.

Lu Ming was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the rat that fled in a hurry, and then he laughed uncontrollably, laughing so happily.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! He withdrew the seed from the bracelet, the quill appeared in his hand, and after a moment of thought, a large bed crossbow appeared, two meters wide.

He suppressed the excitement in his heart, controlled his trembling hands, slowly twisted the lever, and relied on the long moment to wind the giant crossbow, aiming the crosshair at the figure below.

An instrument that can penetrate a stone wall, a violent and primitive instrument, relying on pure kinetic energy to forcefully tear the human body apart.

The rain drenched his body, and he was as excited and manic as a psychopath, as if he had been exposed to a fun game, and the adrenaline began to rush the moment he entered.