A figure wearing a red robe, with a face shrouded in red mist, was impaled through the forehead by a black mist long blade, brutally nailed to the wall!
"Oh my god..." Du Yu murmured, noticing that the bodies of these red-robed and red-misted figures were very similar to the Red Raincoat he had encountered before.
Judging by their physiques, these red-robed people, who died tragically at home, were adults, while the previous Red Raincoat was at most 1.3 meters tall, slender, and more like a child.
Liu Camp: "Don't move, keep the camera steady."
"Ding~ding-ding~" A series of bells jangled abruptly, incredibly familiar.
Du Yu slightly raised his head and, under the moonlight, saw the diminutive figure in the Red Raincoat running out of the corridor on the rooftop of the opposite residential building.
As she dashed, the bells she carried rang out unusually loudly. Even with the great distance between the two buildings, Du Yu could still hear them clearly.
"Damn!"
