"Your eyes!"
The gypsy witch cried out, her fingertips circling the remaining half-blade of grass as she revealed a helpless expression.
Hearing her cry, the spectacled snake, which had been sprawled on the ground pretending to be a rope, seemed to have discovered a New Continent. It propped itself up and stared excitedly at the young publicly funded student, its bright red tongue flickering through the air like a twitching rubber band.
"My eyes?"
Zheng Qing touched his eyelids, thoroughly confused. He did not feel that there was anything wrong with his eyes. On the contrary, now that the terrifying magical fluctuations had dissipated, he only felt relaxed all over.
"Mm, your eyes have turned red again." Old Yao pointed, and a small stream of lake water suddenly leaped from Linzhong Lake. It gathered itself into a ball, then formed a shimmering mirror before Zheng Qing.
Using the water mirror, Zheng Qing saw a pair of crimson eyes, like rubies.
"How did they turn red?!" The young publicly funded student cried out, but as though remembering something, he abruptly shut his mouth.
A few weeks earlier, his right eye had "turned red" for a time. It had been during the fifth week after school began, when he and Lin Guo had joined a night patrol around Linzhong Lake. They had encountered a clumsy Kappa Demon by the lake, and after the battle, they discovered that his right eye had turned red—until now, the school had yet to offer a clear explanation for where that demon had come from—but that time, his right eye had not turned directly into a "ruby" as it had today.
At first, his right eye had looked as though someone had punched it hard. The white of his eye had been covered in red blood spots