The bullet hit the target and received a crisp feedback, but this was definitely not what Lu Shanyan wanted to hear. What he wanted to hear was the sound of the bullet entering the body!

The sound of "dong, dong, dong..." was like hitting an iron plate, reminding him that "we failed to penetrate the enemy's armor."

Take turns changing bullets, shooting, changing bullets, shooting.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The boy approached Lu Shanyan step by step in the rain of bullets. These bullets seemed to be no different from the raindrops falling in the sky. He was walking in the barrage without any hurry or slowness, as if he was strolling in the garden, with contempt in his golden pupils.

Suddenly, the gunshot stopped, Lu Shanyan's bullets had been exhausted, and he had now lost the only weapon that could stop the Dragon King. His body's strength was also exhausted due to the side effects of "bloodiness" and mercury poisoning. At this moment, he couldn't even hold the gun. He could stand here entirely because of his firm will.

"What? Is it over?" A contemptuous voice rang in Lu Shanyan's ears.

Lu Shanyan knew that the Dragon King was by his side, and he could even feel the Dragon King's breathing, but at this moment he could do nothing, and gasped violently, like an exhausted prey running only in front of the lion.

"Open your eyes and take a good look at your ancestors to see clearly what is the real power." The Dragon King murmured in Lu Shanyan's ear.

The low voice seemed to have irresistible magic. Lu Shanyan could not control himself and opened his eyes.

It was a pair of fearful vertical pupils, like two golden lanterns. Although he was just staring at him quietly, his divine majesty made him breathless. Lu Shanyan seemed to feel a burst of sounds coming from the depths of his soul, wanting him to kneel down and worship.

Lu Shanyan knew that this was suppression from bloodlines, and looking directly at the Dragon Eyes would have the risk of being controlled. This is also the reason why he never used his eyes and only relied on the Spirit to fight.

He bit his tongue, reminding himself not to be controlled with pain, and closed his eyes again with all his might. But even if he closed his eyes, he could vaguely feel the hot golden color.

"After all, the weak are just the weak. Is there no courage to face strength?" The Dragon King smiled contemptuously, "Even if the blood of our clan flows, it cannot change your cowardice as a mortal."

"Courage?" Lu Shanyan said hoarsely, "What may be a misunderstanding of the definition of courage!"

"Swoosh!"

Lu Shanyan suddenly pulled out the dagger from his waist, and a scarlet flashed in front of him. He cut his eyes through, and blood flowed down like tears, but he was smiling.

"hiss--"

"No need to see those disgusting eyes anymore, it's much more comfortable." Lu Shanyan endured the severe pain. "Human courage is one after another, not afraid of sacrifice. We insist on our beliefs in our hearts, believing that there is a bright future, and facing anything can be neither humble nor arrogant. You will never want to enslave us!"

"Come on! Kill me." Lu Shanyan threw down his dagger, spread his hands, pulled his windbreaker and turned his chest toward the Dragon King, "You can kill me, but you can't kill us! Finally one day, someone will take a butcher knife and cut off your neck!"

"A weak person will never admit his weakness until he dies? A coward is a coward after all."

Lu Shanyan's chest was pierced, and the bone spurs were filled with a cold light, which gave Lu Shanyan a heart-warming coldness.

"Ghost!" Lu Shanyan roared with all his strength regardless of the blood gushing out of his mouth.

Finally he caught it. His hands tightly clamped the Dragon King's wings. He burned his life and burst out his last power. His fingertips were embedded in the Dragon King's flesh and blood. Now in this second, even if the gods came, he would not want to let him loose his hands. One second was enough. The "ghost" bullets would pierce him and the Dragon King. The bullets of the Sage Stone were fatal to him and the Dragon King, and one shot was enough to make them lose their souls!

...

The "ghost" was lying in the grass nearby without moving. It had been for several hours. The raindrops hit her body, making her already cold body temperature even colder, like a piece of ice that never melted for thousands of years. Without temperature, it would not move.

Word Spirit·Winter.

This is the ability given to her by her bloodline. The very weak Yan Ling can only make her slow down her breathing and slow down her blood flow like a cold-blooded animal, and only maintain her life's needs. But just right, it's very suitable for someone like her who hides in the dark. She is insignificant and not easy to be noticed, just like a dead person.

Although she knew that such disguise could not escape the perception of the Dragon King, it was enough because she understood the man's determination. The man she loved deeply in front of her would create opportunities for her, even with her life.

She also knew that she had only one chance, because there was only one "Sage Stone", so she was waiting for the man to give the final order.

But when she really heard the man calling her, she realized that she couldn't shoot.

Of course, she knew what Lu Shanyan meant. If she shot through Lu Shanyan's body, she could kill the damn Dragon King. The opportunity that Lu Shanyan had been waiting for was in this moment. For a second, she used her body to control the Dragon King and blocked the Dragon King's vision. This was the only opportunity.

She had been confident that she could do it, and she could even let the bullet pass through the gap between Lu Shanyan's heart and lungs, kill the Dragon King and then rescue her. But she suddenly realized that the "Sage Stone" was also fatal to Lu Shanyan, whose body became a dragon after the bloodshed.

Her fingers stopped on the trigger.

A bone spur pierced her throat, and the "ghost"'s hand weakly released the sniper rifle, and tears flashed across the corners of her eyes. I don't know if it was because of wasting a second chance that Lu Shanyan had exchanged for his life, or the relief that he did not kill his lover.

"Ghost!" Lu Shanyan roared in despair.

She is a girl who feels lonely from birth until she is 14 years old. Later, someone brought her warmth and she couldn't kill him.

Ghost, death, twenty-one.

"Bang!"

A fair hand held the "ghost" to release the trigger.

The gunshot sounded, and a scarlet bullet penetrated into the chamber, piercing Lu Shanyan's body and hit the Dragon King's chest.

"Go to sleep," the boy's voice rang in the ears of the "ghost", although she could no longer hear it.
Chapter completed!