The black coat was stained with dust, and some of the gravels were printed on it because of the previous force. The blood on the gravel could be vaguely seen.

Red, mottled.

The stars in the sky seem to be brighter and the moonlight is falling lighter. The mountains and earth are silent after the gunfire.

The people here are, too.

Zhan Lianshi was holding Lin Lian, and they lay on the ground, hugging each other tightly. His body was still moving, and so were the people in his arms.

They seem to be dead.

In this posture.

Zhao Qiwei laughed and looked at the gun in his hand.

No bullets anymore.

What should I do?

Zhan Lianshi's body moved, and he opened his eyes, lowered his head, and looked at the person in his arms.

Her face was pressed against his chest, and he held the back of her head with his big palm. He refused to let her leave, so she kept in his arms.

She was very quiet, and it should be said that she was very stiff and cold.

She was like a piece of ice, hard and cold.

But he could feel her trembling from this coldness.

From the depths of the body, deep in consciousness, uncontrolled tremor.

She was scared.

Uncontrollable.

His arms were slightly relaxed, his fingertips fell on her hair and gently stroked them. Then he lowered his head and his lips fell on her hair.

At this moment, Lin Lian moved his body and opened his closed eyes.

All that catches your eyes is darkness.

The darkness before him.

However, as her eyes moved, she looked to the side, the abyss of the mountains shining by the moonlight and galaxy fell into her eyes.

She saw the glimmer of light, and at the same time, she smelled the blood.

The richness made her stomach turbulent.

Suddenly, when she pushed Zhan Lian away, her body fell aside: "Vomit!"

Zhan Lianshi immediately hugged Lin Lian, and she held her hands on the gravel and kept vomiting.

But she couldn't spit out anything.

In addition to dry retching, it is dry retching.

Zhao Qiwei looked at Lin Lian's pale face under the moonlight, and felt distressed on his face: "It's too cruel, right?"

"I also feel cruel."

He spread his hands and looked at the surrounding mountains, bare and no grass grew, and he was helpless: "But what should I do?"

"Zhan Lianshi will not let me go, the Zhan family will not let me go, so will the Liu family, and the whole world is chasing me."

"I can only do that."

The gun was hung in his hand, extremely casual.

Here, at this time, he is the safest and the only one who is not injured.

He is very healthy, confident, and very relieved.

No one can hurt him.

Or maybe, he doesn't care at all.

Don't care about anything.

"I have no way out. Everyone is forcing me, I can only force you."

"Did you think so?"

"no way."

Zhao Qiwei withdrew his gaze and landed on Lin Liang's face. He frowned, helpless.

Zhan Lianshi held Lin Liang and patted her back. Zhao Qiwei's words fell into his ears. He did not make any noise or change at all.

Only those eyes were extremely dark.

It is like the wild beast lying in the dark, waiting for the opportunity, and when the right opportunity comes, it will give the other party a fatal blow.

Zhao Qiwei's gaze fell from Lin Liang's face on Zhan Lianshi's face, and his side face, which was like a sharp sword under the moonlight.

Sharp and formidable.

Zhao Qiwei smiled.

"We have been fighting for decades in Zhan Lian, and I have long thought about our ending."

"Either you die, or I die."

"Or, we die together."

"Now, what's the ending you said?"

As he spoke, Zhao Qiwei threw the gun aside and pulled out a dagger from his waist. He watched the dagger shine coldly under the moonlight, especially the blade, which seemed to be about to eat blood.

Zhao Qiwei's gaze turned around and fell on Zhan Lian, and the smile on his face disappeared.

Ruthless, murderous aura surged out at this moment.

He took a step and rushed towards Zhan Lianshi in an instant.

Zhan Lian immediately pushed the Lin Jian aside and wanted to get up to meet him.

But at this time.

Bang--!

The bullet passed through the night, through the wind, through all the breath, and pierced into Zhao Qiwei's chest with a slight sound.

Zhao Qiwei stopped there for a moment, and the dagger in his hand maintained the posture of stabbing Zhan Lian.

He stood there, motionless.

Zhan Lian was hugged by Lin Liang.

When he was about to push her away, she hugged him instead, as if she wanted to resist him.

At this moment, he subconsciously hugged the person in his arms and looked at the person standing up from afar behind Zhao Qiwei.

Her long hair was not as delicate and beautiful as before. Her face that she had never seen before was plastic surgery was wide open under the night, and her eyes were as stiff as wood.

Lin Jiaojiao held the gun with both hands and pointed it at Zhao Qiwei. She grabbed it tightly, just like her eyes, staring at it tightly.

At this moment, there seems to be only one person in her world.

That is Zhao Qiwei.

The surroundings are quiet and time is paused.

All the breath and breathing were quiet.

At this moment, time is no longer moving forward.

When Zhao Qiwei looked at Zhan Lian, his eyes moved, lowered his head and looked at his chest.

A black hole appeared in his chest, and blood flowed out of it without warning.

No stopping.

He looked at the blood and listened to the blood falling on the gravel, ticking, ticking.

His lips moved, and then the corners of his mouth rose.

He suddenly laughed: "Haha..."

Lin Jiaojiao looked at Zhao Qiwei, her mouth trembling, her face trembling, her eyes trembling, and her hands holding the gun were trembling.

Zhao Qiwei's laughter came out, she heard it, and then her eyes became even more ruthless. She held the gun tightly and opened her mouth: "Ah!!!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The sound of gunfire exploded in the mountains, accompanied by Lin Jiaojiao's screams.

Zhan Lianshi immediately pressed Lin Lian's head into his arms and covered her ears.

Don't let her listen or watch.

But.

She saw it.
To be continued...