A scream echoed throughout the night sky.

The sound is extremely shrill and has strong penetration, and it echoes repeatedly in the mountains.

While Lin Fan heard this voice, many outer disciples were also awakened.

It was late at night, and a huge black cloud covered the sky and the sun.

He couldn't see his five fingers, and there were screams. Most of the outer disciples were thirteen or fourteen years old. No one knew what was going on. He just subconsciously looked at the sound and felt creepy in his heart.

Lin Fan didn't feel creepy. He knew that the sound must have come from one of the two men just now. The direction of the sound came from the mountain road, so it should be the short man.

But Lin Fan had no idea of ​​finding out. The voice obviously had alarmed Fuxue Sect. He went to the outer disciple and was useless. Besides, he wanted to see the truth, but it was just a matter of anytime and anywhere.

Lin Fan took a deep breath, then walked back home with great strides. As soon as he pushed open the door, a scream came.

When Chen Yan saw that it was Lin Fan, he immediately wiped the sweat beads on his forehead and said, "You are so scaring me."

Lin Fan smiled helplessly and untied his clothes and prepared to go to bed.

Chen Yan asked, "Did you hear that sound just now?"

"I heard it."

Chen Yan, who had long been used to Lin Fan's calm appearance, asked: "What happened? Isn't it a monster, right?"

"There are only demons in this world, and there are no demons. The outer deacons should have already rushed there. We little disciples, just rest honestly."

Chen Yan immediately agreed: "This statement makes sense." Then he covered himself with a thin quilt and fell asleep from time to time. Obviously, Lin Fan was at home, which gave him a lot of security.

However, Lin Fan, who had a very regular schedule in the past, couldn't sleep today. He looked out the window and saw countless torches lit up on the mountain road in the distance. He thought that he was just an ordinary outer disciple and must be at peace, but he could not fall asleep no matter what.

…………

…………

The dawn of the morning spreads to the snow-covered mountains like the past.

The spectacular scenes of the outer doors in the past were gone because of rumors.

These rumors are naturally inseparable from the sayings of ghosts and gods. Their words are so mysterious, and because they are too mysterious, people will always volunteer to find out.

However, the mountain path connecting the outer gate and the main gate has been blocked by the Covered Snow Gate, and even if the onlookers arrive here, they cannot see what is going on.

After Lin Fan washed up in the morning, he began to implement his plan as usual. However, there were too few people practicing boxing in the morning, and it suddenly felt boring.

Chen Yan was curious and wanted to pull Lin Fan up to take a look, but Lin Fan refused. He was timid and afraid of things, so he definitely did not dare to go, so he had to practice honestly with Lin Fan.

Sunrise and sunset, time flies.

In the evening, Fuxuemen posted an announcement to describe the matter, but his words were vague and his official words were obvious. It was equivalent to not reading it.

However, what Lin Fan felt was that the mountain road had been unblocked, and the traces of it must have been cleaned by Deligan, who covered the snow gate.

But this had no effect on Lin Fan. After dinner at dusk, Lin Fan was about to go to the mountain road to take a look. Chen Yan couldn't help but be curious, so he went with him.

The snow-covered mountain road is extremely steep, circling to the bottom between cliffs. Walking on it, you can see clouds and mists, and smoke rising from the bottom of the mountain, but the scenery is still pretty good.

Of course, Lin Fan stepped onto the mountain road not to see the scenery. He and Chen Yan walked along the way until they reached the middle of the journey, Lin Fan finally found some clues.

Among the weeds on the cliff, a faint smell of blood penetrated into his nostrils.

Lin Fan stopped, frowned, pushed aside the weeds, and saw the bright red that was obviously washed away on the cliff.

Chen Yan was nervous when he saw the blood, while Lin Fan placed his hand on the wall.

In an instant, the picture in front of Lin Fan was blurred. When it became clear again, it was the dark and windy night last night.

The short man was climbing the mountain carefully. The strong wind blew his hair up, revealing a seemingly ordinary cheek.

Lin Fan had never seen this face before, but he carefully remembered the black mole on the corner of his mouth, thinking that he would check the identity of this person in the future.

The picture did not stop because of his thoughts. The short man paused his foot after a few steps and looked around suspiciously.

It was also at this moment that the sharp claws that fell from mid-air came to his head.

Lin Fan was shocked. The sharp claws were black and dense in skin. Isn’t it the hand Li Xueshan was killed?

But after careful observation, it is different, because this hand is a little small, much smaller than the demon hand that killed Li Xueshan.

Before I could think too much, the short man in the picture had reached the critical moment.

A powerful energy burst out from the air from his body and tried to stop it, but his body could not move out at this moment.

The sharp claws slashed down neatly!

A few hairs flew up, and the short man let out half of his head, but a layer of skin was lifted by the nails that looked like sharp blades.

A shrill sound erupted from his throat and resounded throughout the night sky.

But the hand that grabbed his head with his back hand twisted it gently, and a crisp sound was much smaller than the shrill scream. The short man was like a sack of nothing. After being picked up by someone, he pulled out the hemp rope and fell down softly.

At this moment, after he fell down, the owner of this hand appeared in Lin Fan's eyes.

The black hair like iron thorns disappeared on his arm, and a human hand covered with red blood appeared.

Lin Fan was shocked. He finally understood how the big monster in the Fuxue Sect was hiding. It turned out that they could have transformed into humans!

If such discoveries were spread to the Zhou Dynasty, they would probably cause uproar and even cause civilian unrest, because no one knew how many such monsters were planning in the human dynasty.

But Lin Fan is more concerned about who is in front of him at this time.

At this time, the man turned around!

After turning around, his long hair floated up, revealing a angular side face.

In the dark night, this side face is difficult to distinguish, but Lin Fan recognizes it because he has seen it before.

But at this moment, Lin Fan could not believe that he was actually a demon, so after he withdrew from the retrospective, his face began to pale and his lips began to tremble.

Today's sky is cloudless, and the sun shines on his pale cheeks, adding a hint of warmth.

But this warmth was useless, and Lin Fan felt like he fell into an ice cellar at this time.

He was sure that what he saw was Ying Long, the senior brother of the inner sect of Fuxue Sect, because Ying Long was the most in and out of Wanshu Pavilion. When Lin Fan reads books through his ability to trace back, he often used his hands.

And the hand that gently opened the paper sheet full of sandalwood smelled was actually a demon hand!

More importantly, Lin Fan was convinced that this hand was not the one that killed Li Xueshan.
Chapter completed!