In his position, through the glimmer of sunlight, he could see clearly the trace of blood in Yun Jitian's hand, mixed with a trace of black. [Full text reading. 】

Stygian Night was stunned for a moment, and immediately changed a few angles, but he couldn't see the blackness, and the blood color was completely normal.

"It's weird." Stygian Night muttered in his mouth, but his hand pulled over Luo Yu: "From this direction, this blood is black inside." ”

Luo Yu raised his eyebrows in surprise, and immediately looked at it from the perspective of the dark night.

The Futaba City Lord and others next to him also followed.

Black, black if there is nothing.

A kind of black that is completely imperceptible from other angles.

Black blood, actually black blood.

"That's definitely what makes them stupid." The Futaba Castle Lord's eyes widened.

No one answered, and the black blood that could only be discerned from this weird angle made everyone's hearts sink.

"How did you notice that?" Luo Yu was silent for a moment, and looked up at Yun Jitian.

Yun Jitian pondered for a moment, and said slowly: "Feeling." ”

He couldn't say why he felt that the blood was wrong.

It's just like black and white, there is no way to confuse it, obviously he is white, but he can clearly distinguish black, it is a hostile emotional feeling.

Luo Yu didn't say anything after raising his eyebrows when he heard this, and turned his head to look at the Futaba City Lord and said, "Since there is a problem in the blood, then I should be the ......."

Falling feathers, falling feathers, come and see, come and see this river.

And at the moment when Luo Yu was talking to the Futaba City Lord, Xiao Yin and Xiao Hong, who had already run away, suddenly shouted by the moat in front of them.

"What's the problem?" Luo Yu immediately stopped talking, and flashed forward towards the moat with Yun Jitian and the others.

The blue waves are rippling, and the sun is shining gold.

Odorless and tasteless, very normal.

From this direction, the falling feathers, from this direction.

Xiao Yin squatted on the river embankment, almost at a ten-degree angle to the water surface, and waved towards Luo Yu and the others.

A few people who could understand Xiaoyin's words immediately all lay down and looked towards the river.

The sun is shining and the light is abundant.

But the water of the moat, which was still turquoise just now, was now pitch black.

It's like the night sky under the darkness of the night, dark and dark, and the black waves rippling in the breeze, the rich black is shocking.