SWOOSH!
Bing Ruolan reined in her Six-leg Demon Horse; Luo Feng had already flown down, landing beside the corpse on the ground.
The body belonged to a youth of about sixteen or seventeen. His mouth was agape, his wide eyes lifeless. A sword wound pierced cleanly through his chest; it was apparent his killer was skilled in the Sword Dao.
Bing Ruolan also hurried over. Looking at the corpse on the ground, she exclaimed in shock, "A student from the Floating Snow School!"
The corpse was dressed in the white uniform of the Floating Snow School, one of the four major academies.
Luo Feng nodded. His gaze shifted forward, his expression solemn. He vanished and reappeared a hundred meters away.
Bing Ruolan spurred her horse to follow and was immediately taken aback by the sight before her.
Bodies were scattered everywhere in the waist-high tangled grass. Fresh blood dyed the ground red.
