The servants in the house dispersed, revealing the dying figure. But just when Clara Qiu wanted to approach the figure, a vague white light suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.
Immediately afterwards, the scene in front of her gradually became distorted and blurred. Before she could clearly see the young face in the room, the light and darkness in front of her turned into a gust of wind, blowing straight towards her!
When the violent wind finally subsided and the chaotic white light was no longer in front of his eyes, Clara Qiu opened his eyes again.
The scene before him was still a cramped courtyard, but the difference was that this time, the courtyard was so quiet that only the chirping of swallows flying over the eaves could be heard.
Suddenly, there was a sound of porcelain breaking in the house, which brought Clara Qiu back to the door of the house filled with the smell of blood. A man dressed as a servant stumbled out of the house, his eyes wide open and his mouth wide open, as if he had seen some horrifying scene in the house.
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