Fighting Soul Clan Emperor

"Oh!"

Following Hun Linglan's pointing at the same time, fireworks were ejected from the muzzle of the gun, and the bullet transformed by fighting spirit flew out with a bang, that small bullet had already torn apart the space, and it was about to smash Xun'er's head in the next moment.

However, there was a change at this moment, a figure rushed in at a faster speed, and arrived in front of Xun'er like a ghost.

Immediately afterwards, the person standing in front of her trembled suddenly, and at the same time, his palm gently patted on Xun'er's body, which was tightly bound, and the bondage was torn open, and Xun'er broke away with a light rush. open.

Xun'er, who hadn't seen things clearly, opened her eyes in astonishment, her face was splattered with the blood of the visitor, and she hugged the visitor tightly—a strand of white hair in front of her was extremely familiar.

"—Ancient demon?"

"fine……?"

The ancient demon was breathing hurriedly, its jet-black pupils froze and froze, and its back was blurred, because the sound from the blood flowing into the shattered lung cavity was as unpleasant as a broken exhaust fan.

Xun'er's body was heaving with rapid breathing, she looked at the ancient demon in front of her with distracted eyes, lowered her head deeply, and held the ancient demon tightly in her arms, as if she couldn't perceive the space between heaven and earth at all. any other sound.

"Really...I'm really like...an idiot...I can't...dodge it...but...I can't..."

The ancient demon's eyes gradually dimmed, and it was difficult to open his eyes. With the blood spitting out words, he gradually couldn't hear any sounds in the world, and the beautiful face in front of him gradually turned into some weird hallucinations.It feels very strange now, the pain is infinitely clear, but I can't think clearly.

"Back then...I...so...you...didn't even...talk to me...now...I'm about...to die, but you...are willing to talk to me."

Xun'er was trembling with excitement, and tears welled up in her eyes. For the first time, Xun'er knew that tears could come out of her eyes when she was moved.Looking coldly at the young man in his arms, he didn't know what to say.

Things changed too fast, but what filled her heart at this moment was only the sadness that was about to burst out of her chest.

After all, a woman may never hate someone who loves herself.

The ancient demon's muddy and scattered eyes moved slowly in the wind and snow, or for this person who was blinded by love and whose only mission in this life was to block this fatal bullet for Xun'er, seeing her cry That's enough — it's proof that what he's doing has some value.

He stared at Xun'er suddenly, his body trembling involuntarily, and asked softly: "What do you think... what kind of person I am...?"

Probably because Xun'er didn't expect his last question to be this one, she ignored the tears streaming down her cheeks and tried her best to speak fluently.

"You are a good person."

The ancient demon's eyes lit up slightly, as if he hadn't expected this answer. There was a hoo hoo sound in his throat, he gasped for breath, and then he laughed. At the corner of his blood-stained mouth, there was a self-deprecating, ugly smile.

"...Ah, yeah..."

Looking up at the blue sky, he narrowed his eyes, climbed up to the sky with both hands, and finally fell down powerlessly.

Just like that, he never moved again.

When the ancient demon died, he died in the arms of the girl he gave everything for, with a trace of relief, a trace of complexity, and a trace of loneliness.

Xun'er fell silent, pulled out some of the ancient demon's white hair, quietly tied it on the bracelet Xiao Yan gave him, then opened the void, and sent the ancient demon's body into it.

The atmosphere was suddenly eerily silent.

"Really...he is not someone who likes to kill people indiscriminately, so he rushed out like that... It's like the protagonist's house in those novels was 'accidentally' destroyed by someone else. If I was to be responsible for this, it would be a shame. It doesn't make sense, it's not my fault."

Hun Linglan seemed to be playing with Xun'er in such a situation, endless laughter followed the wind.

"……To shut up……"

Xun'er's face was gloomy, and his tone was filled with thousands of emotions.

However, Ling Lan, who had a smile on her face, still said with a smile: "Well~~~~~Then I'll apologize, I'm sorry~~~~~!!"

"boom!"

It was as if the hammer of punishment had been dropped from heaven, Linglan seemed to be hit hard on the cheek by the sledgehammer, and the smell of blood spread from her mouth—at the moment when even she couldn't react, Xun'er directly punched her in the face. on her right face.

"Okay, even if you don't want to shut up, then I'll beat you until you can speak."

The mind that was still in turmoil just now became extremely calm at this moment—Xun'er seemed to have forgotten her own existence, tears could not blur her face, there were no doubts and troubles from her cousins ​​in her heart, what was left was almost The hatred and obsession to materialize, and the will to slaughter the enemy no matter what.

From the tip of the toes to the top of the head, the golden flame seemed to turn into a thin layer of silk, covering Xun'er's whole body, it looked like a goddess who descended into the world, emitting this daunting light.

Now she has finally reached the point where she can completely control and use Golden Emperor Fen Tianyan as she likes, and in terms of martial arts, she has reached the point where her mind is as calm as water.

"...Great, do you finally have some fighting spirit? Finally, you are not blinded by that Xiao Yan."

The thumb holding the gun wiped off the cheek, and then stretched out her tongue to lick it off—Hun Linglan’s goal was not the simple victory just now, but the bloodshed in the process of achieving it. Trembling excitement, what she was after was the release of emotion, the joy of fighting, the pain of bleeding.

Fingers slowly clenched the handles of the "hour hand" and "minute hand", and the touch of the solid linden wood came from the fingers-the ice wall still exists, and the small hole that was broken through by the ancient demon just now has been repaired by itself. Inside is the stage for the two to fight.

An air of death and annihilation, occasionally blown by gusts of cold breeze.

The two finally looked directly at each other for the first time, and poured out all their emotions to each other at the same time, pouring out increasingly intense feelings into the abyss of nothingness that didn't even echo... It was a kind of calm before madness.

Two people whose mother was killed by the same person——

Two people with half of the same blood in their bodies——

Two people who are similar but opposite——

At this moment, their final duel began.