My Boss, the White-haired Nun

"It's just not necessarily reliable."

"What way?" The red-haired woman said in surprise immediately, but said eagerly in the blink of an eye. "Forget it, don't worry about what to do, hurry up and try!"

Under the dark clouds in the sky, the dragon's ancient song dance has already been halfway through, and the Honkai beasts sleeping in the ice on the ground are gradually waking up, and those Honkai beasts still curled up in their egg shells are also trembling. About to break out of the shell.

Gong Ming walked for a while, then put down Wuliangta Jizi in silence, and took out a gun from the backpack behind him.

"Gun? Is it useful for it?" Ji Zi stared at the thing in his hand for a moment.

"Is something of this tonnage really useful for a gun of this traumatic volume?"

"Of course it's useless." Gong Ming calmly tried to stand up in the gust of wind, raising his gun to aim.

"Just to say hello."

"boom--!"

In the next second, a huge flame burst out from the muzzle of the gun in his hand with a roar that seemed to deafen Wuliang Tajizi next to him. The huge recoil blasted his whole body and flew upside down almost instantly. out, into the snow behind him.

"Mother, this is the gun modified by that old bastard in the department..." In Ji Zi's dazed gaze, the red-haired man climbed out of the hole he just smashed out with a snowflake on his head.Roared with a distorted face.

"I'll deduct his salary when I go back! Deduct his salary!"

"Let's talk about it after you go back alive!" Jizi Wuliangta looked at the white dragon that stopped dancing and looked over. "What shall we do now?"

Above the sky, the white dragon stopped the ritual, and the four cyan dragon eyes looked in this direction, as if the pressure of a god was overwhelming.

What is a Judgment-level Honkai Beast.

It is the existence of this kind of Houkai beast, which is the judgment of the gods on the world.

As Gong Ming said, his previous shot was just to say hello.

Even such a powerful shot is only a light touch to a person.

"Wait, wait. Don't worry, don't worry." Gong Ming walked over with his hair covered in snow, looked at the white dragon above the sky, and showed a flat expression.

He and the dragon looked at each other, both eyes were distorted vertical pupils.

The red-haired man opened his mouth, as if speaking a language.However, the strange thing is that Wuliangta Jizi didn't hear any sound, but seemed to suddenly understand what he was talking about in his consciousness.

It was as if there was a clear word in her heart.

What he said was-

Come down.

The dragon hesitated for a moment in mid-air, lowered the volume of its roar, and flew towards this direction with flapping wings.

Between gestures, there is some caution and hesitation.

Finally, she landed hundreds of meters in front of a violent Gong Ming, landing on all fours.The huge wings fluttered and retracted, and the tens of meters long tail swayed behind it, roaring lowly, and stopped moving forward.

"..."

Gong Ming still spoke in that weird and strange way.There was no sound, but it spread throughout the space.

It's like the language used by the world itself, which is not learned by ordinary people, but the moment it is spoken, it is understood by everything in this world.

What, dare not face me?

As he said this, his back was straight, his figure was as firm as a mountain, and he walked forward step by step.

Behind, is the drifting snow.

Just like eighteen years ago.

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In the wind and snow, the lonely figure of the red-haired man walked forward against the wind and snow. In the wind and snow and the vast ice field, the black shadow looked very small. The cold wind blew his clothes, Blowing hunting sound.

In front of him, the giant dragon was exhaling and shaking its head, neither moving forward nor retreating.

"I saved you once, when you were still weak."

Gong Ming spoke again, but there was still no sound, but there was unconcealable anger between the lines in the indifferent words, as well as annoyance and sadness that seemed to overflow.

It's as if he's not a dragon slayer facing trial at this point, but just a father who lost his daughter questioning the wild child he once helped but ended up destroying everything.

"I have given you salvation, I have given you salvation! I have saved your lives from gunfire and swords, so that you can experience the beauty of this world! Let you understand that life is life!"

"But... what?"

"How did you repay me!"

It was as if the question directly imposed on the soul suddenly erupted in the entire space, and an invisible storm suddenly erupted from the man's tiny body, as if the god roared to vent his anger and disperse everything around him.

【Jizi, listen up...】

Just as the cyan beam of light burst out in front of him and the huge wind pressure swept across the battlefield, Gong Ming's voice suddenly appeared in Wuliangta Jizi's mind.

In her line of sight, that man. Standing in the storm, his back is resolute, as if there are huge blue wings that are like a giant dragon in front of him, gathering behind his back.

[I'll count to three, you run, no matter what happens, don't look back. 】

The man's eyes were filled with blue light, as if some huge candle was lit and burned in his body, and the blue, almost white light burst out dazzlingly from his body , he holds a long sword in his hand, and is located at his side, doing the sword drawing pose.

【get ready……】