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Monsoon smoke listened to sisnon's words and said nothing more. What Qin muyao said before was no problem. The alchemist was indeed vulnerable to the attack of the demon clan.

It's just

If she remembers correctly, sisnon's hometown should be a remote village, but his parents are alchemists

As far as the Empire's desire for alchemists is concerned, no alchemist should stay in such a remote place.

This is a bit strange, but it has nothing to do with the current situation, and the monsoon smoke does not ask much.

There is no way for Imperial College to transfer the students from the exterminator branch to the alchemist branch.

I don't know if this method works. Seven days of killing in a row has finally been contained.

For three days in a row, there was no death at the college.

Just as people are relieved, death is approaching again.

This time

The attacked was a young man protected by three students of the exterminator's branch. In the middle of the night when everyone was sleeping, the young man was wiped out on his own bed. When the three people guarding him were awakened by the smell of blood, only a pile of white bones and a large amount of blood were left on the soft bed.

The thick bloodstain soaked the whole bed and trickled down the edge of the bed. In the bright red, the students who had been gnawed only white bones were placed in a strange posture, just like sleeping, and the two skeleton hands were placed on the ribs, like comfortable, but more ironic.

When people open the bed first, on the floor under the bed, there is still a clear and visible blood totem.

Kill, keep going.

This time's death, let everybody feel desperation, the alchemist branch students who are shrouded in death almost collapse.

The dean of Imperial College was shocked to realize that things were so weird. When all the people in the college were gathered together, they asked the three students of the exterminator branch of the guards in public what happened.

Two of the three students were old students and only one was new. When the new student limped to the dean of the college, the other students around frowned slightly.

"What happened last night? How could a man be killed in your eyes? " The Dean with white beard frowned tightly. This is the eighth student who died in the alchemist's branch. If we go on like this, will we die?

The faces of the two old students were hard to see. They said what happened last night.

As usual, before they go to bed, there is no sign or clue at all.

The dean's brow is tight and wrinkled. He looks at Zhou bugui, who is pale on one side.

"And you? What can be found. "

Zhou bugui stood in front of the dean. After being named, he raised his head. At this time, Zhou bugui's face was a little ugly. He didn't know whether he was scared or what happened. Now with a touch of black green, he hesitated to take a sip of his lips to the dean's vision. After a while, he slowly said: "I I think When I woke up at night, I saw a shadow... "