Becoming a Senior Sister Lingshan

Chapter 96
Seeing Mo Yuan pointing the gun at her head, Lu Ling waved her hand to cut off the connection with the bullet.

"Bang." There was a muffled sound.

"What do you mean?" Looking at the bullet passing through his own soul, Mo Yuan was puzzled.

Without Lu Ling's support, the bullet flew about one meter and landed on the ground without any attack power.

The bullet seemed to be out of Lu Ling's control, but she was actually attacking every time.

"What do you mean? If you die, who am I going to play with? Her?" Lu Ling glanced at Lezheng Luoting who was behind her, and said dissatisfied.

Mo Yuan shook his head.

How could he die.

After reconnecting, Lu Ling pointed to her palm, "In another place, even if it's a demon, a head injury would be very troublesome."

"...Okay." Mo Yuan was very puzzled by Lu Ling's contempt for him, but he still followed her advice.

The muzzle of the dark gun was aimed at his somewhat illusory palm.

Squeeze the trigger calmly.

"boom."

Unsurprisingly, the bullet penetrated Unreal's palm and shot into the Zujian.

"Look, it's useless." Mo Yuan raised his hand and said.

"Really?" Lu Ling was noncommittal, but the smile on her face was weird.

"What do you mean... think..." Mo Yuan was talking, as if the power was cut off suddenly, and disappeared in an instant.

Seeing Mo Yuan who was sitting across from him disappear in an instant, Lu Ling lowered her head to look at Xuechen, and gave her a piercing smile.

……

Inside the Mo Yuan sword.

In the blood-red space, the man looked down at his palm.

Pain, excruciating pain.

There was a dark wound with tiny ice power forming on it.

Two-thirds of his palm was completely destroyed, and an inexplicable energy was eating away at his body, but it was blocked by the ice, otherwise, his left hand had completely disappeared at this time.

This is impossible.

Mo Yuan's eyes were filled with disbelief.

Although there is only a trace of remnant soul, it is the manifestation of his demon body after all. The erosive power of Mo Yuan's blood sea can't hurt him, at most it can only make him feel pain, but now he is given to him by a small bullet. ...

This is still on the Shadow of Illusion, if you shoot directly at Mo Yuan Sword...

Mo Yuan didn't dare to think about it for a while.

Seeing the man reappear in front of her, Lu Ling yawned: "How is it?"

"Very strong." The man stretched out his hand, and Xuechen was surprised by the dark hole in his palm.

What is the principle?
She didn't understand either.

"If it was really a head just now, I might die." Mo Yuan said bluntly.

Of course, this is because he didn't have a trace of defense before shooting, exposing his own origin to the gun, otherwise he wouldn't be so easily injured.

"Huh?" Hearing this, Lu Ling was also a little surprised.

Although she knew that she was very powerful, she didn't expect to be so powerful and die?

Not so much.

At this moment, Lu Ling forgot one thing.

[Yujian rides the wind to eliminate demons from heaven and earth. 】

Slayer.

What is magic?
demon?

Perhaps there are many definitions of demons, but in this situation, no one is more qualified to be a demon than Mo Yuan.

He is the devil.

"It would be great if I could die." Lu Ling said.

"Then we'll bet on it."

With the gun retracted, the remaining bullets were taken out, and eight positions were emptied in the wheel, leaving only one.

"Ninth Peak?" Mo Yuan smiled.

"Exactly." Lu Ling nodded, closed the wheel with a snap, set her own barrier on the gun, turned it around a few times, and handed it to Mo Yuan, signaling him to apply the barrier as well.

"Prevent our side from cheating." Lu Ling explained.

"Okay." Mo Yuan didn't understand the rules yet, but just nodded and added his own enchantment. When he started, he felt it for a while, and he didn't know where the bullet was just now.

"Okay, let me demonstrate it to you." Lu Ling clapped her hands and fired several shots in two directions in the air.

They were all empty guns, and then she pointed the muzzle of the gun at her head and made a shooting gesture.

"Slow down, just in case..." Mo Yuan stopped her and was about to speak when he suddenly realized something.

"It turned out to be such a bet."

Surprised.

"You really are..." Mo Yuan looked at Lu Ling in disbelief.

"How is it? Isn't it very exciting." Lu Ling put down the gun and spun it a few times, said.

"Yes." Mo Yuan nodded.

The two smiled at each other.

"Then let's play like this." Lu Ling smiled charmingly.

"Just, in case you die, what should I do with what I want? Or...give it to me first?"

"Greedy ghost." Mo Yuan shook his head helplessly: "I don't die so easily. Even if I'm defenseless, I can still struggle for a while. Don't worry, it's enough to give you what you want."

"That's good, otherwise I won't bet for nothing." Lu Ling nodded in satisfaction.

"If you..." Mo Yuan asked.

"I'm fine." Lu Ling said directly: "But I won't be able to wake up in a short time. During this period, what you want to do depends entirely on you."

Ignoring Lu Ling's strange eyes, Mo Yuan nodded.

"Then, the betting game has begun."

……

"Bang." Holding the revolver, Lu Ling slammed hard at her own head without hesitation.

It's an empty gun.

"It's your turn." Lu Ling pushed Qiang over.

"You really..." Mo Yuan looked at Lu Ling, speechless.

He could see clearly that Lu Ling had really removed any protection, and pointed her temple at the muzzle of the gun.

Really losing the bet is definitely not as simple as she said.

Holding the icy revolver, Mo Yuan aimed it at his head, and then according to Lu Ling's statement, he removed any defense.

He hesitated and thought about many things.

For example, after you lose, if you still have the energy, give Shushan a shot.

For example, do you really want to bet and admit defeat?

Here, Mo Yuan didn't think too much, things were beyond his control, and it wasn't the girl opposite that decided his fate, but God's will.

Can I still see the king...

As Mo Yuan thought about it, a figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

Black and white Taoist robes, the same gentle color.

smile.

He pulled the trigger.

Empty gun.

Mo Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, and there was a trace of joy in his eyes.

But he was a little hesitant, whether he should hand over the gun to Lu Ling, he didn't know why he thought so.

Lu Ling died, and he couldn't be blamed.

"What are you hesitating about? Give it to me."

"..."

Lu Ling took the revolver and pointed it at her head again. She closed her eyes, and several figures flashed in her mind.

If Mr. Bei knows that he is so crazy, he will basically be finished.

"Bang..." It was still an empty gun.

"Huh..." Looking at Mo Yuan's relaxed look, Lu Ling didn't understand: "Why are you more nervous than me?"

What she didn't know was that everyone was nervous now, but she wasn't nervous.

Xuechen, Lezheng Luoting who is not worried to death.

Oh, Lezheng Luoting is not just worried, after seeing the power of bullets, she also wants to play.

Just a madman.

"I don't understand either." Mo Yuan shook his head.

He took the revolver, shot himself in the head, and then said: "I always feel that I will not be happy whoever wins."

"Really?" Lu Ling followed his example, pulled the trigger frivolously, and said, "I want to win."

"I know." Mo Yuan lost his composure as he looked at the revolver in his hand.

He had already emptied several shots in a row, and he wasn't sure if the next shot would hit him.

"Girl, do you hate demons?" Mo Yuan asked.

His attitude changed several times, and he called Lu Ling a girl.

Fortunately, Lu Ling didn't care.

"The demon race? It's the demon species."

"En." Mo Yuan knows that humans call them demons, but there is no problem. Some low-level demons are no different from wild beasts. They have no wisdom at all, unlike humans, who are favored by heaven.

"Hate...it should be hated, even a bit of unspeakable hatred." Lu Ling said.

"Hate?"

"That's right, I actually wanted to beat you up on the ground, but I just held back." Lu Ling smiled.

Her smile looked cute to Mo Yuan.

"Thank you so much for not making a move." Mo Yuan said helplessly.

"Is it the natural hatred of the human race?"

"No, it's just that I feel uncomfortable when I hear about the demon seed, and it's not aimed at you." Lu Ling raised her fingers: "I still have a little affection for you who can gamble with me fairly."

"A drop."

She was really surprised that Mo Yuan didn't "get out of the way".

Looking at the gap between the girls, Mo Yuan laughed.

"The demons are all different. You should meet more demons in the future. Whether it is a demon family or a demon species, you need to distinguish it yourself." Mo Yuan said.

He could tell that Lu Ling didn't know much about it and was just acting according to her preferences.

so be it.

Looking at the revolver in front of him, Mo Yuan no longer hesitated, even if he had eight chances, it was impossible for him to have a bullet for the ninth shot, maybe it was his current one.

His life was on this small trigger, but Mo Yuan didn't hesitate.

"boom."

Still empty guns.

Mo Yuan didn't relax because he escaped a catastrophe, Mo Yuan was as calm and unhurried as before.

"It's your turn."

"Okay." Lu Ling took a deep breath.

"boom."

It was the sound of an empty gun, but things changed.

A wave of devilish energy came out from the muzzle of the gun, forcing out a bullet and shooting it into Lu Ling's head.

coma.

Seeing Lu Ling collapsed on the ice table, Xuechen's pupils constricted, staring fixedly at Mo Yuan, the devilish energy came from Mo Yuan's sword.

"Who is it!" Mo Yuan stood up and looked around.

"A worthless thing."

At this moment, an old voice appeared out of thin air.

The source of the sound is also Mo Yuan Sword.

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